The grand opening meeting is slowly unfolding.

Chu Xi'an was dressed up as her bodyguard steadily, Lu Zuoyu was announcing the process of the bidding plan, Chu Xi looked at the person under the camera, and the corners of her lips curled.

A pair of shrewd eyes under the sunglasses are moving, constantly scanning the venue, beware of all kinds of unexpected situations.

After all, even if she used to do similar work, she used to be in charge of attacking, and now she is in charge of protection, and there is not much difference in essence.

Suddenly, the headset in Chu Xi's ears suddenly sounded.

Chu Xi was stunned.

raised his eyes to look at Mo Baiyu, who was being interviewed by reporters over there, and frowned slightly.

When she met Dongdong, Chu Xi secretly gave him a small GPS tracker, if Mo Baiyu tried to transfer Dongdong's location, she could know it as soon as possible.

Now, Dongdong has turned on the GPS locator.

Over there, a man who looked like a black-clothed bodyguard approached, interrupted the reporter's interview, and said something in Mo Baiyu's ear in a low voice.

Mo Baiyu's warm expression, another moment of coldness, he raised his eyes, and his gaze met with Chu Xi.

Chu Xi sneered, he actually transferred Dongdong?

Mo Baiyu raised her eyebrows, she actually did it so quickly...

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Backstage lounge.

Chu Xi was dressed in a black suit and strode into the presidential lounge, and the bodyguards at the door saw her and took the initiative to retreat.

She kicked open the door and asked with a sneer, "Transferred the child so quickly?" You're pretty fast. ”

Mo Baiyu frowned slightly, and pushed the thin-framed glasses: "No. 13, didn't you secretly send someone to transfer the child?" ”

The entire presidential palace is as airtight as an iron bucket.

Wanting to take a five-year-old child away from it, Mo Baiyu's first thought was Chu Xi.

The corners of Chu Xi's mouth twitched, and he suddenly stepped in quickly, pinching the man's suit and tie: "I don't have time to joke with you, I don't care what kind of fight you have with Lu Zuoyu, provided that you are not allowed to touch my son for half a point." ”

Fortunately, she had a heart and gave Dongdong a GPS signal movers, otherwise, she wouldn't be sure what this guy wanted to group.

Mo Baiyu's warm eyes crossed strangely, and looking at her reaction, it seemed that it was not her who took Dongdong away.

Could it be...

The two were at a stalemate, and a person hurriedly walked in outside the door and handed a letter to Mo Baiyu: "Mr. Bai, that group of people left this letter in the mansion. ”

Before the letter was handed to Mo Baiyu, Chu Xi snatched it away.

It was a threatening letter written in common script, and it was simple:

[Your illegitimate son will ruin your reputation. 】

Chu Xi pinched the thin letter, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he turned his head to look at Mo Baiyu: "Bastard? ”

Mo Baiyu sighed, straightened out his messy suit and tie, and ordered the black-clothed bodyguard: "Go and track down the old earl's whereabouts immediately." ”

"Yes, boss." The black-clad bodyguard changed his name.

Sir, corresponds to the presidency.

Boss, corresponding to the identity of the leader of the K killer,

After there were only two people left in the room, Mo Baiyu sat back on the chair with a somewhat indifferent expression: "They thought that Dongdong was my child." ”

Chu Xi sneered, sat down opposite Mo Baiyu, scooped up the additional special wine bottle next to him, and poured two sips of wine to suppress his current nervousness.

"The country of Courland is a typical aristocratic rule. I came here five years ago, and after I became a ruler, there were always some old nobles who opposed my rule. Mo Baiyu's voice was gentle, looking like a gentle scholar, "In the past five years, I have been too lazy to spend energy dealing with this group of scum, thinking that they will not be able to achieve any climate. They probably thought that Dongdong was my child, so they took great pains to arrest him. ”

Chu Xi raised his eyebrows, put down the additional special wine bottle, and wiped his mouth: "That's my son, and he doesn't look like you at all." ”

It's ridiculous, it's obviously a dispute between Lao Mo and Lu Zuoyu, but it actually involves a third party.

Those desperate guys actually hit Dongdong's head with their ideas!

"You're not a descendant of the royal family of the Kuran Kingdom in the first place." Chu Xi said lightly, with an anxious look in his eyebrows, forcing himself to calm down, "Impostor has harmed Dongdong." ”

Mo Baiyu smiled, took off the glasses that had been on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Chu Xi.

Glasses are a great cover-up for the most important of all. Mo Baiyu who put on his eyes is handsome, and Mo Baiyu, who takes off his glasses, has a little more evil charm and exotic style.

Chu Xi rarely saw him take off his glasses, and he was slightly stunned for a while, this face...

Mo Baiyu was surprised when he saw her, so he put his glasses back on: "My father's surname is Mo, and my mother's surname is Bai, so my name is Mo Baiyu." The last president (king) of the country of Couran was my mother's elder brother. For some special reasons, I grew up independently. ”

Chu Xi: ...

There are 10,000 grass and mud horses rolling in his heart, this guy really has something to do with the royal family!

grew up independently, that is, no one cared about it, no wonder he gave birth to this dark belly and black character.

Mo Baiyu looked at Chu Xi gently, a smile hung on the corner of his lips, as if he was reminiscing, his eyes were soft, and he slowly spoke: "No. 13, happy cooperation." ”

They are all smart people, and Chu Xi immediately understood the meaning of his words.

Chu Xi leaned back in the chair, rubbing his fingers against the cold special wine bottle, and seemed to smile: "You are the leader of the Kuran Country, and you want me to deal with a few old immortals?" ”

In the end, it is a foreign country, and Mo Baiyu is the person who knows the national conditions best. If Chu Xi went to rescue Dongdong in person, it would be very risky.

Mo Baiyu shook his head slowly, his eyes fixed on the man's familiar face: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the intertwined old forces are the most difficult to deal with. And you've always been the best at cutting through the mess with a quick knife. ”

In the past, the 13th, the more complicated the situation, the better at solving it with simple means.

Lu Zuoyu has already appeared in front of the national media, and the group of old aristocrats will soon find out that they have tied up the wrong person - Dongdong's face similar to Lu Zuoyu is easily reminiscent of their relationship.

Mo Baiyu said: "On the 13th, you say, what will this group of old immortals do after guessing the relationship between Dongdong and Lu Zuoyu?" ”

Chu Xi's eyes were cold for a moment.

They will - sow discord.

After all, the power of the old nobles is limited, and this kidnapping of Dongdong is already dancing on the tip of the knife, which has cost them a lot of manpower and material resources.

If they find out about the relationship between Dongdong and Lu Zuoyu, they will think of a new way to deal with Mo Baiyu: the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

killed Dongdong, blamed Mo Baiyu, provoked disputes between the Lu Group and Mo Baiyu, and reaped the benefits of the fisherman.

"You're running out of time to think." Mo Baiyu smiled slightly, showing a certain look of nostalgia, "If you want to save Dongdong, you have to cooperate with me." It's like – we used to be. ”

Like, the former No. 13, took over the task he sent.

He deployed troops to support her mission, and she roamed on the brink of danger.

However, this mission is a bit special, and the number 13 killer wants to save her most beloved person...

Chu Xi stood up, his voice cold: "This matter, don't mention it to Lu Zuoyu." ”

Mo Baiyu hooked his lips and smiled: "That's nature." ”

Chu Xi: "Send me the information of those old guys, and I will make a rescue plan as soon as possible." And all your men are brought to me at my disposal. ”

Mo Baiyu: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Chu Xi turned his head, his eyes were dark: "If something happens to Dongdong, you know the consequences." ”

Mo Baiyu nodded meekly: "Naturally." ”

Looking at the slender back of the woman leaving, Mo Baiyu leaned back on the back chair slightly, the smile in his eyes gradually dissipated, and touched his heart: this familiar sense of cooperation made him miss and be moved.

But why, does he have a faint sadness?

The person is still the same person, but it's a pity that she has already pretended to be someone else in her heart.

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Mediterranean Sea, a small resort island.

The brisk call of the seagulls came from outside the house, and Dongdong was born on the island and was quite familiar with the sounds of seabirds.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the moonlight seeping through the house.

The moonlight poured in through the high iron windows, softly covering Dongdong's body, Dongdong touched his neck, and looked at his environment through the moonlight.

It was a cold little dark room, and he was thrown on a small iron bed, covered with a thin blanket.

The small black room was not big, except for an old iron bed, and there was nothing.

The door was apparently locked, and there were infrared detectors at the door, more than enough to hold a five-year-old child.

I pricked up my ears and listened, and there seemed to be the sound of waves crashing against the reef, the wind whistling, and the seagulls returning to their nests.

There was also a small GPS tracker behind the teeth, Dongdong was slightly relieved, sitting on the small iron bed, raising his head to look at Bai Yueguang, and his little face did not show too much fear and nervousness.

Ma Ma said that the more dangerous the environment, the more calm you must be.

The murderer will not let go of the desire to harm you because you are afraid.

...

In one room, the staff who had been monitoring the situation in the small black room stood up.

Walk to the inner room and report to a few old nobles: "The boy has woken up. Don't cry or make a fuss, it seems to sit on the edge of the bed in a daze. ”

"Don't cry or make trouble?" The old earl grinned and laughed silently, and the large pipe in his hand lit up white smoke.

Another old man sighed: "After watching the opening ceremony today, it is not so much that Dongdong is like Bai Yu's child, but that he is more like Lu Zuoyu's child." ”

When everyone saw that similar face, almost all of them stiffened in place.

Looks don't deceive. This kid named Dongdong and the legendary tycoon Lu Zuoyu are obviously a father and son.

The old earl did not panic, took off the pipe, and knocked the ashes on the edge of the table: "It's Lu Zuoyu's son, that's better." If the Lu clique and our Mr. President have a conflict, what do you think will be the consequences?"

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly burst into loud laughter, startling the seabirds perched outside the house.

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.