Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"I don't dare to do anything yet." He Junlin said coldly, his arrogance leaking out.

As if intimidated by his powerful aura, the coquettish Angel didn't know how to react for a while.

After a while, Angel finally found her voice.

"What exactly do you want?"

Hearing this, He Junlin raised the corners of his lips lightly, "First, take care of your man, I don't want to see Su Zishi pestering my wife again."

"I should say that. Take care of your woman and don't let her pester my fiancé any longer." She knew she wanted to show softness, but when she heard He Junlin's words, Angel couldn't help but sneer back.

He Junlin ignored Angel's provocation and went straight on.

"Second, return my passport within today, otherwise, I will send the video to Su Zishi immediately."

Yesterday, the person who touched porcelain not only slandered them, but also stole his ID. If he went to country Y to look for Yang Zhuoying, he had to get his ID back first.

After hearing He Junlin's words, Angel's face changed slightly. How did He Junlin know that she sent someone to steal his ID?But he denied it and said: "I don't even know what you are talking about. Your ID is missing. Go to the police. What does it have to do with me? I warn you not to wrong good people here. I will sue you for defamation."

"I'm not asking you to return my ID, but ordering you. Anyway, if the time is up, if I don't see the ID, I will be at my own risk." He Junlin's voice was as cold as ice.

His tone was calm but contained endless killing intent, Angel could feel it, and panic flashed across her delicate and gorgeous face.

An Qier realized that in front of He Junlin, it was useless to play tricks, and she had to admit her cowardice obediently, or bear the consequences of angering her.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, why did she want to provoke this terrible man?

"Can you do it tomorrow? It's already eight o'clock, and I don't have time for someone to return the certificate to you."

Fujita usually returns home around nine o'clock, and it's already eight forty o'clock now. This time is not enough time to find someone to collect the documents.

"Before nine o'clock tomorrow, I need to see the documents." He Junlin took a step back. Lan Tian booked the plane ticket at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and got the documents at nine o'clock, and it was almost the same.

"It's so early at nine o'clock, and I haven't even gotten up yet." Angel usually sleeps until after twelve o'clock in the noon, so asking her to wake up at nine o'clock is not killing her?
"Either tonight or tomorrow at nine o'clock, you choose." He Junlin didn't have the patience to bargain with her again.

"Why so early?" Angel almost screamed.

"I want to take the morning flight to Country Y." He Junlin replied.

"Are you going to country Y?" An Qier was taken aback for a moment, and asked keenly, "Is it because Yang Zhuoying and the others are in country Y, that's why you want to go there?"

"No comment." After finishing speaking, He Junlin hung up the phone.

After watching the audience, Lan Tian asked with some concern after He Junlin ended the phone call: "Boss, do you really think that Angel will go to country Y with us?"

"Whether she gets the hook or not, we will know tomorrow." He Junlin showed a reassuring smile, which was also his real purpose of making this call.

"I've always been curious about Angel, whether she knows Su Zishi's whereabouts. From the test just now, she probably doesn't know about it. With her nervousness towards Su Zishi, how can she not be moved when she knows that we are going to find Su Zishi? The most important thing What's more, this is also her chance to escape Fujita Taro's control."

Lan Tian nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Then why did you lure her to country Y with us?"

Angel is a big trouble, and Lan Tian really can't think of any benefit with such a big trouble by his side.

He Junlin just smiled and didn't answer the question.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fujita Taro returned home on time.

Stepping into the porch, a scent came over his nostrils. He walked into the living room, but Angel was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking she was in the bedroom, he took off his coat and hung it up, and was about to go into the room to get some clothes to take a shower when he saw Angel come out of the kitchen.

"You are back, come and taste my stewed chicken soup."

Angel carried the food plate, walked to the coffee table, put the food plate down, and then opened the stew pot, a strong smell of chicken soup wafted out.

"Why are you still standing there, come and sit down." After pouring a bowl of chicken soup, An Qier turned her head and saw that he was still standing there in a daze.

"Here we come." Taro Fujita walked over as if waking up from a dream, and sat down beside Angel.

Angel smelled a pungent smell of alcohol and frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I had two drinks with the client." Fujita Taro said.

Angel could not smell the wine, covered her mouth with her hand, got up and walked away in disgust.

Before she could take two steps, Fujita grabbed her arm and pulled her hard, causing her to fall and sit on top of him.

Angel wanted to struggle subconsciously, but was tightly held by his two iron arms, preventing her from moving.

This woman is his!

Fujita Taro buried his face in her neck, and tried hard to absorb her unique smell, as if he wanted to engrave this smell in his mind.

"Are you a puppy?" Angel couldn't help but push him away after being kissed by him.

Taro Fujita looked up at her, Angel was already beautiful, especially under the light, with collagen all over her face, coupled with her innate nobility, no man could not be impressed by her charm.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed the slightly parted red lips.
Just when he was about to kiss her, Angel slid out of his arms and let him miss.

Seeing his dark face, Angel quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"Don't you remember, the doctor said that my body is not suitable for that now? In fact, you can go out to find a woman, I don't mind. After all, we are not a real couple. If you need it, you can find other women to solve it .”

Fujita heheed twice, "Then, you'll say that I've touched other women too dirty to keep me close, right?" Don't think he doesn't know what tricks she's trying to play.

Being said to be the center of the matter, Angel's expression was a little unnatural, yes, she is such an unreasonable woman.

Even if she doesn't love Fujita, she is forced to stay here to have a baby, but if he touches other women, if he touches her again, she will kill him and won't let him get close again.

Not wanting to discuss this kind of issue any more, Angel looked away and picked up the bowl of chicken soup.

"If you don't drink the chicken soup, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Taro Fujita took the chicken soup and took a sip, "Did you stew this chicken soup yourself?"

Angel really wanted to say yes, but she couldn't admit it brazenly when she met his half-smile eyes.

"Auntie stewed it, why doesn't it taste good?"

"It's okay, next time I want to try your craft." Fujita made a request.

Angel said without even thinking about it: "I don't know. I've grown up so much that I haven't even cooked before."

She has lived a life of rich clothes and good food since she was a child. Even when she was studying abroad, she had assistants to help with housework, and she didn't need to do it at all. Therefore, her so-called cooking skills are probably at the level of instant noodles.