Text Text_Chapter 2, Venerable Man
After stabilizing her mind, she looked at the four people in front of her: "Thank you, thank you." ”
The four bodyguards immediately turned sideways with good training, and the first one made an inviting gesture to her: "Miss, my master wants to see you, please go for a visit." ”
The girl pursed her lower lip and looked in the direction he had pointed.
It was a car that looked noble, and there must have been very noble people sitting on it.
Naturally, she won't go: "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary college student, I ......"
As he spoke, the co-pilot's door opened, and a burly man in a black cashmere suit walked over in the snow.
He has an outstanding temperament and looks polite: "This young lady, we have no malicious intentions, it's just about your life experience, we need to talk to you." ”
"My, background?" The girl hesitated, but finally nodded.
The doors open.
She exhaled in comfort from the warm air inside, and the bright silver roof lights shrouded everything inside.
The girl looked into the car, where there was a young man sitting in the main seat, with his elbows resting on the bar, a bottle of brandy in front of him, and a delicate crystal cup, the liquid in which he drank half of the liquid.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze swept lightly over her face, and pointed to the soft sofa opposite the bar, "Sit." ”
She passed.
After sitting down across from him, although her expression was calm and fearless, her straight back and quietly clasped hands still betrayed her uneasiness.
Raising his eyes, he looked at the man opposite very seriously.
The word stunning is pale and weak when used on him, and his appearance, like his clothes and car, all belong to the top.
The man's fingertips tapped lightly on the cup, but his gaze did not linger on her face, as if he was thinking of something else.
But it was his carelessness that created an atmosphere that made the girl feel depressed.
Summoning up her courage, she spoke: "Sir, are you looking for me?" ”
The man picked up the wine glass, drank the liquid inside, and then pushed the crystal glass aside: "Hmm." ”
Stretched out his hand to take the information handed over by the co-pilot, and gave it directly to her on the other side: "Qin Hurri, nineteen years old this year, has been growing up in the welfare home of City B, and has refused to be adopted by any family since he was a child, and then because of his excellent grades, Columbia threw an olive branch to you for admission without examination. ”
She didn't look at the information he pushed over, and took a deep breath: "Yes." ”
The man hooked his lips and smiled: "Half a year ago, you accidentally fell while participating in the school's rock climbing project, and you lost all your memories after waking up?" ”
She still nodded, "Yes." ”
The deep and boundless eyes met her simple and understandable eyes.
When he was in his mother's womb, he understood the word "old scheming", but at this moment, he couldn't see anything unusual in such a pair of clear eyes.
He finally sat back, leaned lazily on the sofa seat, muttered for a moment, and said, "I am good friends with your father, his subordinates found out that you are here, and your DNA data welfare institute also provided your father, knowing that you are studying in New York, and I happen to be in New York, so he asked me to take you home." ”
Only then did the girl move, took the pile of information in front of her, and looked at it carefully, page by page.
The above things are exactly the same as what the man said.
Her current situation is that she is a helpless little orphan girl, and she is not worth it for so many rich people to fake and plot anything for her.