Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

On the top of the snow-capped mountains in the NATO country, the cold wind and blizzard roared past, and the footprints of the growth of all things were completely covered by the wind and snow in just a moment.

Jiang Yun climbed to the top of the snow mountain and encountered a blizzard. She had already thrown everything she could throw along the way, leaving only a pair of ski poles and the skis on her back.

As the blizzard descended, the originally bright sky sank visibly to the naked eye.

The extremely bad weather greatly consumed her physical strength, and even she, who was a retired special soldier, felt unprecedented strain.

Gritting her teeth all the way to the top of the snow-capped mountain, Jiang Yun endured the exhaustion, put on the skis and bindings, and slid down the mountain non-stop.

This is the second time she has come to NATO for alpine skiing after retiring.

However, this time it seems that luck is not so good.

The skis draw a beautiful arc on the white snow, Jiang Yun, who is neatly dressed, dives down from the top of the mountain, and the fluffy white snow behind her also pours down.

The charm of extreme sports probably lies in the blood spurt and excitement brought about by the moment of the game between life and nature.

The music in the earphones is noisy, behind is the pace of death chasing, and in front is freedom and wantonness.

All the way down the mountain, at the moment covered by heavy snow, the black figure completely rushed out of the sky and rushed to freedom.

Arrive at the stationed platform just before dark.

The extreme speed and excitement tightened the string in her head to the extreme, and the moment everything faded away, there was a surge of exhaustion.

Jiang Yun collapsed to the ground, unable to move a single finger.

The boss who was stationed on the platform came over with someone, skillfully took off her earphones, unfastened her ski jacket for ventilation, and carried her back to the room on a stretcher.

At the moment when it was wrapped in warmth, the coagulated blood seemed to regain its freedom and began to run in the body.

The girl on the stretcher exhaled, lazily raised her eyebrows and looked at her boss with a smile on the other side.

The cold voice spit out fluent spoken English: "It's your loss if you don't accompany me up the mountain."

The boss gave her an angry look: "Come on, my life is almost gone."

He's an extreme skier, but not a fanatic.

Let him play desperately once, he can't do it.

Jiang Yun was content with a smile, her eyes gleaming.

At this moment, the staff at the side came over and handed a mobile phone to the two people who were talking and laughing: "Boss, the call from the Huaxia Empire is for Miss Jiang."

"Looking for me?" Jiang Yun and the boss Petrov looked at each other and signaled the staff to turn on the speakerphone.

A soft male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

The man's voice was full of helplessness and pampering.

Jiang Yun's expression softened, and the heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes turned into a touch of obedience: "I encountered a snowstorm halfway, and my mobile phone and luggage were thrown on the road."

The man on the other end of the phone sighed imperceptibly, but his voice was still calm: "There are two days left before Chinese New Year. I will book you a plane ticket and come back this year for Chinese New Year."

Jiang Yun was not too happy.

But I heard the man add another sentence: "Grandpa is hospitalized."

Jiang Yun: "?!"

Jiang? (chi) on the other end of the phone stood outside the intensive care unit, pinched the center of his brows wearily, and sighed: "He won't let me tell you, but I think you should have the right to know."

The news was so sudden that Jiang Yun, whose brain was hypoxic, couldn't react for a while.

After a while, she moved her lips and her voice became hoarse: "Is it serious?"

Jiang?'s voice was calm: "It's stable now. He should want to see you."

Yes, Jiang Yun and Mr. Jiang haven't seen each other for almost three or four years.

The Jiang family has been in power for generations.

Mr. Jiang is a famous general of Dingguo Anbang for generations.

And Jiang Yun's parents are dead heroes who have pacified the border.

Before Jiang Yun was one year old, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother fought for the country, and unfortunately buried their bones in a foreign land.

As a brave veteran, Mr. Jiang was alone, raising Jiang Yun, who was not yet one year old, and Jiang Yu, who had just turned seven years old.

Jiang? has a gentle and silent personality. With the support of Mr. Jiang, he chose to go into business, but Jiang Yun has a strong temper.

When he was young, he resolutely joined the army.

After serving in the military for five years, Jiang Yun performed her feats with her vigor, from an unknown teenager to the youngest female major general.

If it is said that other people's military ranks are accumulated with experience and achievements.

Then Jiang Yun rose rapidly by virtue of her vigor and meritorious deeds.

Two years ago, at the age of 23, she chose to retire and embarked on a journey of extreme challenges around the world.

Unwilling to be bound, she spent two years traveling almost the entire northern hemisphere.

Because of Mr. Jiang's indulgence, she forgot that Admiral Jiang is now 79, almost 80 years old.

Jiang Yun desperately wanted to fly back immediately.

But the earliest flight is also at noon tomorrow.

At this moment, Petrov came over with the phone: "Jiang, I have a friend who is returning to Kyoto by private plane tonight, do you want to join me?"

Jiang Yun, who was discouraged because she couldn't buy a plane ticket, raised her eyebrows: "Where do you get a rich friend from?"

Petrov smiled mysteriously: "My family is a NATO aristocrat, and Mr. Shang is a business friend of the family and an extreme sports enthusiast."

When talking, he pointed to the opposite house: "Same as you, that room is always reserved for him. An hour before you, he just came down from the top of the mountain."

"I guess you should want to go home early, so I asked, and he agreed."

Speaking of this, Petrov was a little surprised: "It's strange to say, he is not such a talkative person usually, I can only say that you are lucky."

Jiang Yun smiled: "Thank you very much."

Petrov saluted her and said, "Their plane leaves in two hours, and you have half an hour to wash up. Then I'll take you down the mountain."

Jiang Yun nodded, and climbed into the bathroom without any image.

Turning on warm water close to body temperature for a simple wash, she glanced at the scar on her butterfly bone on her back in the mirror, shrugged and smiled lightly, and walked out stepping on the water on the ground.

In less than half an hour, she took off her heavy ski suit, put on a neat black coat and came out.

The black sunglasses set off her snow-white skin, and her red lips and pretty nose made her glamorous.

The wildness in his bones is like a charming little wild cat, charming and beautiful.

While bragging about her beauty, Petrov drove her down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Mr. Shang's car was waiting there.

Beside the car, a muscular man stood in the dusk. Seeing them approaching, he immediately pulled the co-pilot away.

"Miss Jiang, you just need to sit in the co-pilot."

His master didn't like to be disturbed by others, so it was an unprecedented miracle that he was willing to take her with him this time.

Jiang Yun didn't care, waved goodbye to Petrov, then bent down and got into the co-pilot.

The rear seat baffle was put down, completely isolating the connection between the front and rear compartments.

Jiang Yun looked around and quickly confirmed that it was a modified bulletproof car, and it was the top-notch one.

Frowning slightly, she seemed to have guessed who the owner of the car was.

Mr. Shang, whose business has reached NATO countries, has private airlines, and comes from Kyoto, seems to be the only one.

Known as the No. [-] chaebol in Kyoto, the Shang Family Consortium stands on the top of the wealth in Kyoto and overlooks the legendary family that has survived for a hundred years.

What is more legendary than the merchant is the current leader of the Shang Consortium: Shang Yan.