When Emily returned to the living room, her face had returned to the calmness she had when she first met Cheng Bin. And I don't know what she thinks, but she actually changed her clothes again—or rather, she wore one more skirt that reached below her knees than before.

Emily's housekeeper meticulously completed the hostess's instructions and found someone to retreat Cheng Bin's wounds. Of course, in fact, the wound on Cheng Bin's hand is nothing to deal with, and the seemingly miserable injury is completely a skin injury, which is the reason why he needed to maintain pressure on the brake pedal at that time and did not dare to resist upward, otherwise, there would have been no need to be injured so seriously.

Emily's family doctor mainly cleaned and disinfected Cheng Bin's palms further, and applied some ointment to him, so that the wound would not grow together with gauze after the wound scabbed.

Originally, the doctor meant to give Cheng Bin an injection of antibiotics, but Cheng Bin refused, he was not reluctant to use this kind of medicine that had to be transported from Salt Lake City, mainly because he was unwilling to let strangers pour things into his body, which was easy to kill.

At this time, he was sitting comfortably on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, flipping through a book he found on the shelf.

Seeing Emily walking back alone, he stood up with a gentlemanly demeanor and nodded to Emily.

If it weren't for the fierce murderous intentions Emily showed to herself after meeting Isabel for the first time, Cheng Bin would almost have believed that she was just a noble lady who was content with the status quo. However, considering the courage and meticulous response she showed tonight, Cheng Bin felt that this lady could marry into a wealthy family by virtue of more than just her beauty and wisdom.

Now the question is, why would a person like her who is willing to stay in Maple Leaf Town and open a bar when she is capable of pursuing higher achievements?

Emily's gaze swept over Cheng Bin's left hand, landed on the book he had just placed on the arm of the sofa, and whispered, "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy? She said, "I didn't think you'd like it." ”

"Actually, I have a wide range of interests, or rather, I can appreciate different types of beauty" Cheng Bin reached out and helped Emily sit on the single sofa beside him, and then sat back in place and said to Emily: "Miss Isabel is okay?" ”

"I told her to go to sleep first." Emily said, "Allow me to express my gratitude for your timely help. ”

Cheng Bin smiled and said perfunctorily, and then heard Emily say, "Issa said that you lost your property, can I compensate you?" ”

"If you can." Cheng Bin said: "I prefer to get back what belongs to me. ”

Emily looked at him deeply and said slowly, "So you're sure your belongings have fallen into Mr. Djugashvili's hands?" ”

"Frankly, I'm not sure." Cheng Bin said: "But I think if they weren't so stupid, they should have found my things." ”

He looked directly at Emily and said very seriously, "So my question is, can I help me get them back?" ”

Emily looked at him for a moment, then she slowly leaned back on the couch and whispered, "I can try, but there's no guarantee that it will work." ”

At this point, she said with interest, "Are those things really that important?" "Just on the advice of a friend, you can actually ask for compensation of equal value," she said. ”

Cheng Bin laughed, "I'm afraid I can't." He paused for a moment and added, "There are some things that you can't buy." ”

Emily looked at Cheng Bin thoughtfully, nodded and said, "I think I understand." ”

"Then I have another question." "During the day, you turned down a possible job in a bar, and you said you had just gotten a sum of money and didn't want to work until you spent it," she said.

"So now, apparently you've lost them, have you ever thought about getting another job?"

She looked at Cheng Bin and said softly, "I know you don't like to do men's business, so I am the one who sent the invitation this time." ”

Cheng Bin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I hear what kind of business it is first?" ”

"It's simple, just like what you just did." Emily said, "Protect Issa until I send her home." ”

"Wait a minute." Cheng Bin said: "So she is indeed the target of those people? He said: "You are talking about this Zhugashvili, is he dangerous?" ”

"It's not a question of whether he's dangerous or not." Emily said, "Glova is SOD's commercial consul in Maple Leaf, and the Djugashvili surname here represents something else in Salt Lake City. ”

Cheng Bin leaned back and said tentatively: "Just like Edwards did to Komsomolsk?" ”

"Just like Edwards did with Komsomolsk." Emily confirmed.

"That's a shame." Cheng Bin said: "My impression of SOD is actually quite good. ”

Emily smiled, "I know you just sold them the corpse of a mutant beast and got a sum of money, but like you said, that money has already been recovered by Mr. Djugashvili. ”

Cheng Bin nodded, "You convinced me." He said, "Then in order to do this job better, I need to know more things, such as what happened to that Mr. Gu Baptist." ”

"He's my man." Emily said calmly: "You can also understand that he is my husband's person, he is the sheriff of Maple Leaf Town, if you have to find someone in this town to be Glova's opponent, it can only be him." ”

Cheng Bin looked at Emily deeply, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of it." "The water in this river is a little too muddy for a small town," he said. ”

Emily laughed, "That's just because you stepped into the river at the wrong time. "On the bright side, of course, people don't step into the same river twice," she says. ”

"Sounds like herd immunity." Cheng Bin said, he stood up from the sofa and stretched, "I think this job should be food and accommodation, right?" I need a hot shower and a big comfy bed to recharge. He looked at Emily with burning eyes and said, "I don't think dear Mr. Djugashvili would have blatantly attacked the mayor's mansion, would he?" ”

"Not yet." Emily laughed, ignoring Cheng Bin's eagerness. She stood up, walked to the side of the wine cabinet, poured herself half a glass of red wine, and said to Cheng Bin: "Happy cooperation." ”

Cheng Bin reached out and picked up his wine glass, and touched Emily from afar, "Happy cooperation." "I'm looking forward to working together even further," he said. ”

Then, with Emily's charming smile, the two of them took a sip of the wine in their glasses, but invariably, they didn't drink it all.