Chapter 277 Interstellar Heartthrob (8)

Many well-dressed high-class people came and went with their bodyguards and servants.

In particular, different names are hung on the blue pillars, which seem to be house numbers.

Ling Chan looked back, and saw that a name was also hung on the beam of light she stepped out, "Roy Talesma".

This should be the name of her master.

Ling Chan glanced around calmly, and soon locked on a young man who looked like he was very rich.

He has short blond hair, green eyes like a pool of frozen lake water, cold and repelling people thousands of miles away, his whole body is full of indifference and boredom, when he walks in the courtyard, he shows that all his desires have been satisfied Only then can you have the ultimate sense of relaxation.

This is an expensive looking one.

Ling Chan withdrew her gaze and walked forward without squinting.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist.

"...You seem a little familiar?" The very tall man grabbed Ling Chan's sleeve.

He seemed to be obsessed with cleanliness, he only pinched the sleeve of the hostess with two fingers, and stood politely, keeping a safe social distance.

The bodyguards behind him changed their positions at some point, and surrounded the two of them as if they were invisible.

【Oops! 】The system voice panicked: 【He may be the guest of that auction, and everyone sitting in the audience saw your face! 】

Ling Chan still had a warm smile on her face, but her hands were not polite, and she struggled away from the blond man.

"Sir, please respect yourself." Ling Chan said coldly and arrogantly.

She had black hair that was as deep as the night, and she was wearing a long dress with a simple design. It could be seen that the fabric was expensive and the tailoring was fine.He didn't wear any jewelry all over his body, but he had an arrogance and arrogance.

The most important thing is that the skin is delicate and smooth. It must be the daughter of a big family who has been meticulously raised in a radiation-free environment.

...Did you see it at any dinner party?
The blond man nodded politely, "Sorry ma'am, I'm..."

"Roy Tarsma," Ling Chan interrupted him again, with indifferent sarcasm in his tone, "Of course, who wouldn't know the famous Mr. Roy? Your unique way of introducing yourself, I will definitely firmly in mind."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and left, her eyes glanced at the bodyguards blocking the way.

Seeing that his boss didn't speak, the bodyguard silently moved out of the way.

Ling Chan swaggered away.

Roy, who was thrown off by her, frowned. He still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't attack a lady who seemed to be quite prestigious in public...

Watching the girl's back disappear into the beam of light, Roy withdrew his eyes and walked towards the beam of light in his room.

"President, are you going to take a look at the goods that were auctioned at Hualuxe Auction later?" the assistant asked cautiously.

"I won't go." Roy said annoyedly, "Send that pariah directly to the research institute."

"Alright President." The assistant let out a sigh of relief.

A group of people stepped into the beam of light, and the assistant sent Roy back to the room, and then went to the room where the goods were placed.

This beam of light went straight to Roy's room.

The room here is not really just a room, but a manor. There are three floors above and below the main building, which are exclusively for Roy himself. The usual cleaning is done by robots. No one can enter except the owner, Roy. .

Roy's bodyguards and butler subordinates lived in the turrets on both sides. There was no special warehouse here, and the auctioned treasures were piled up in the suite on the top floor before they had time to prepare.

The assistant opened the door and saw two bodyguards facing Zhang Qianyuan who was tied up by five flowers. All three of them had the decadent expressions of a dead family.

(End of this chapter)

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