417 Xia Ye is a prince

Geng Yun's protest was ineffective, and Wan Buyu already had a way to convince her.

But at the moment, she wanted to know more about what the secrets of these people were.

"Tell a story?"

"Okay."

The car drove into a castle, and for the first time, he leaned on the window curiously, like a little girl, looking at all this novelty.

She was used to seeing pavilions and palaces, and the first time she saw a civilization similar to the West, her first reaction was that the dragons in the West were all the kind of evil dragons with wings, and she didn't know if she could see them.

It's a pity that Jin Mu didn't come, otherwise, the dragon in the east and the dragon in the west can compete.

Yu Boxia took Wan Buyu through the long corridor, walked through the oil paintings, looked at the unfamiliar sunset here, and Wan Buyu couldn't help but speak.

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

Yu Boxia turned around, and the setting sun was just shining through the stained glass window, mottling his face.

"Do you believe there are angels and demons?"

Just as Wan Bu was thinking in surprise, Yu Boxia smiled stupidly, "I believe in science. ”

"Hush."

I asked all the questions, there must be some!

But what's the use of what I'm in now, don't help too much.

Walking into Yu Boxia's room, Wan Buyu was completely sour.

Nima, is she so arrogant as a prince? A 300-square-meter house is just a room for you, isn't it?

Lao Tzu used to live alone for 300 square meters, and I felt very embarrassed...

What a bad taste the maids in this row are.

"Do you wake up every day from a quilt made of money?"

Wan Buyu snorted coldly, "Don't tell me that you are the only one living in such a big castle. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm really the only one living in this castle."

Yu Boxia said to the maids, "You go and clean up an identical room and give it to Geng Yun, you have to call Miss Yun."

"Yes, Master Xia."

The maids obediently went to clean up the room, and Uboxia locked the door with her backhand.

"Don't mind, do you?"

"You've done it all, isn't it a little late to ask me if I mind?"

Wan Buyu raised his eyebrows and watched Yu Boxia turn on the surveillance.

"Headmaster?"

Wan Buyu saw that the principal was locked in a small room, guarded by ten bodyguards with loaded guns.

The headmaster, still holding his life-like documents and small box, fell asleep against the wall.

"He finally slept."

Yu Boxia shook his head, "The principal's nerves are tight, if it weren't for the anesthetic injection, he wouldn't have slept." ”

"I see, so what?"

Wan Buyu sat generously on the edge of the bed, waiting for Yu Boxia to tell the story.

Yu Boxia also kept his promise, took out a document, and handed it to Wan Buyu.

"You take a look at this document first, this is a document that the key holder has, and the headmaster has been holding it, this is it."

"So you're also a key holder?"

Yu Boxia sneered, "How is it possible, he is also a serious prince anyway, and he has a throne to inherit in his family, so why should I put myself in danger?"

"Dangerous?"

"You look at the documents first."

Wan Buyu opened the file and looked at it.

The first line on the document is signed, and the name of Mr. Fei is signed on it.

"As I said, how could you be that Mr. Fei's assistant."

Wan Buyu thought about Mr. Fei's five-year-old and three-thick figure, "He's your bodyguard." ”

"Exactly."

The documents are very formal, they are all large paragraphs of legal documents, and they can't be understood even if you read them carefully.

However, Wan Bu is not foolish to see the role of the key holder.

They say they are the key holders, but in fact, they are the keys themselves.

There are ten people in total, that is, ten keys, all of which are indispensable.