Love Killer

In the quiet study, Belivia faced her two "suitors", each of whom knew each other's secrets, which created a more intimate sense of trust.

In sight, "Mike Luo" is still sitting there wiping his gun, using the square scarf in his breast pocket, while on the other side, "Mr. Al Qaeda" is standing in front of the window with arms folded, the light from the window shines through The pulled up windows let in some light, forming a silhouette.

The race on the street is still going on, the sound of engines and the whistling of racing cars speeding past, isolating this space into another world.

A delicate atmosphere spread in the air, this was a big secret, no one urged, waiting for Belivia to speak, time passed slowly, until Belivia calmed down.

"Before I say who the father of the child is, I want to tell you that this is a risky decision for me. I don't know why I chose you two. I just have a feeling that you can help me. At least you You don't seriously want me to marry me, and you don't blame me for having this child, do you?"

She watched them with hopeful eyes, hoping to be blessed.

"This has nothing to do with us, but it is a life after all. I can't think of any reason to blame a little life." Feston's words gave her great comfort, and she lowered her head and stroked her own. Belly, a little uncomfortable, but also full of joy.

"The child is still young, and there is no trace of it on the outside. This is why you dare to appear in public. But if you want to marry, God knows how your husband will react. He will definitely find out about this. It's a secret, people may find out about it even before they get married, and then everything will be over." Feng Zhannuo guessed her thoughts, it's not hard to guess.

"So I can't let this happen! I have to do something! Then you appeared, Macro, or... should I call you a ghost?" Not knowing what to call, Belivia's face flushed slightly, She is just a girl in her early twenties, "What should I do? If my grandfather knows..." She has been hiding this secret all this time, pretending to be calm, but after someone can confide in her, the calmness gradually disintegrates, and anxiety suddenly occupies her mind All the thoughts in the middle, "He will not recognize the father of the child! He just wants to use me as a bargaining chip! Exchange the interests of the country!"

She yelled, before being muzzled, "Calm down! Yelling won't help anything unless you want to be heard!" Fiston stood in front of her.

"Mr. Al-Qaeda..." She was let go, couldn't help sobbing and grabbed his sleeve, suddenly felt very helpless, and sobbed in his arms.

When Feston turned his head, Feng Zhannuo frowned slightly and made a helpless expression, "People who can't see through your essence will think you can be trusted."

"Am I not?"

Originally wanted to refute, there were many provocative things to say, but the words were swallowed again, Feng Zhannuo couldn't deny it, "...well, you are."

"It's not easy for you to admit it." Feston smiled.

"I've never been afraid to admit the truth." He was young.

From confrontation to peaceful space, to being able to frankly admit that the other party is trusted by them, they always seem to be able to recognize their feelings in conflicts and crises.

Maybe they are all too proud, maybe it is because they all need a reason to let go of their pride, anyway, now, even if the relationship between them is not completely peaceful, at least they can speak their minds calmly.

"It turns out that God has arranged for it a long time ago. The victory does not belong to any of us. It has been won by another lucky person. Can you tell us who he is, Belivia?" He walked to Belivia Beside the seat, he took out the scarf on Feston's chest, wiped her tears, and pulled Feston away without any trace.

This is definitely not his stinginess.

Except for his own people, such as the subordinates of the Q group, or family members, Feston rarely cared about others, and he was particularly gentle with Belivia. She did have a rare temperament that aroused pity.

As if aware of his thoughts, Feston raised his eyebrows at him, and his smile deepened. That clear expression made people want to punch him.

Feng Zhannuo made a dangerous expression, even though they all knew that his threat would have no effect, he said to Belivia, "It is said that pregnant women have a lot of emotional ups and downs, today I have seen it, beautiful lady, If you cry again, others will suspect that we have bullied you when you go out."

Her face was still slightly red, Feng Zhannuo can now confirm that the reason for her blushing in the car was because she was nervous and afraid of being seen her secret.

Belivia wiped away tears, embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I was too out of control."

After venting and venting her emotions, she adjusted her appearance a little, "Actually... I also thought about it, tell you this, if any of you can accept my child, I can marry him, as long as he can Treat this child as your own, my marriage is doomed to politics, but at least I hope it won't be full of lies."

She looked at them sincerely. If Belivia is a flower in a greenhouse, then she is also a flower with its own consciousness.

"But I didn't expect...your relationship..." She seemed a little unable to accept the fact.

The two men in front of her belonged to different fields, but there was no doubt that they both had a strong personal style. How such two people came together, she really couldn't imagine.

I can see her curiosity, a woman seems to be able to use her curiosity and gossip ability at any time, but Feng Zhannuo does not intend to repeat the process of his and Feston's bonding, it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, It also includes too many "feelings that cannot be explained in words.

"Don't mention us, what about you, miss, your business..." His gun never left his sight, Feston noticed it, only Belivia didn't notice the abnormality, and replied in a low voice, "The child's father is an ordinary man , we met at a charity event, and he didn't know my identity."

Speaking of that person, Belivia smiled shyly, "He is a volunteer worker who signed up for the event, and his job is a doctor in a small hospital. This hospital provides help for special groups. Anthony is the kindest person I have ever met. .”

Compared with the royal family who think about national interests and personal interests all day long, Anthony, who works in the hospital, may indeed be considered the "kindest".

"Why don't you consider marrying him, but choose among a group of strangers?"

To Feston's question, Belivia replied, "Because he is an ordinary person, and I can only pretend that I am an ordinary person. In fact, I am not. We are from two worlds, two different worlds. How can the people of the world combine? My father and grandfather would not allow it."

She was wondering why there was such a question, because the answer was so obvious, and her natural answer revealed the achievements of the royal family's education. Belivia herself did not realize how cold her answer was.

She also had no idea why the two men in front of her showed such stiff expressions after she finished speaking. This matter had nothing to do with them, did it? His eyes changed, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Did I say something wrong?" She asked worriedly, her upbringing innocence and cruelty mixed into a unique beauty.

"No, no." Feng Zhannuo put the gun back on his waist as if nothing had happened. From the corner of his vision, Fieston squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Under the short black slightly curly hair, the silhouette on the side showed calmness traits.

"Miss? It's getting late." Brucen's voice came from outside the door, and with the knock on the door, Belivia stood up in a panic, "Don't let Brucen know about this!"

Bruson is Rainier III's confidant, if he knows, it means that this secret will be known to Rainier III, and she doesn't want this to happen.

When Brunson got the answer and entered the door, he looked suspiciously at the two men present before he asked, "Miss?"

"How do you know I'm here?" Belivia stood up gracefully from the chair, slowly and gracefully, and both Feng Zhannuo and Feston knew that it was just her reminding herself that she was already a mother.

"I've searched all the rooms, Miss, it's getting late." The appearance of Brunson means that the police's questioning is over, and his supervision is not needed at the scene. The reaction to the incident lacked speed, but he was indeed a figure trusted by Rainier III.

Belivia had to follow his arrangement, he always represented Rainier III, "I'm leaving now, but Brunson, if you plan to go back, you have to tell your grandfather, I had a secret conversation with these two gentlemen ?”

"I will tell the prince that the young lady has a suitable candidate in her mind. This is good news." His eyes swept across Felston and finally landed on Feng Zhannuo, "It's an honor to meet you, Baron Winters When it comes to you, if you are not so reclusive, I will definitely invite you this time."

The real Baron Micro Wintress never appeared in public. He was an invisible man among a group of nobles. To be exact, he was completely ignored by the royal family. That's why Feng Zhannuo was able to disguise himself as him so smoothly.

"But I'm already here, right? Say hello to the prince for me." It's not so much a confidant as an eyeliner. This Bruson is not that simple, otherwise he wouldn't have become Rainier III's confidant.

The conversation came to an end. Belivia looked back at them when she was about to leave, her expression was complicated, and she hesitated to speak. She wanted to get help, but she didn't know how to get someone to help her.

As night fell, they were supposed to go back to the hotel, but the situation was changing too fast, they had to make a plan for the current situation, Judy was still waiting outside, when she saw him approaching, she was about to speak, Feng Zhan Nuo drew his gun. "You'd better be honest with me."

The dark blue eyes were mixed with the shadow of death, Judy saw it, and the hand that was about to open the door stopped on the door, "What are you talking about?"

"You also know when and where the shooting happened, tell you it's not the first time, and let me remind you, my patience is limited, what key things have you not told me about Macro Winters ? There is only one chance.” After the street racing, the air smelled of burnt tire rubber, and the metal gun barrel pressed against Judy’s waist, cold and hard.

"What does this mean?!" She wanted to see Feston's reaction, but Feston just watched from the sidelines and caught Feng Zhannuo again, "Let's talk about it in the car, it's too conspicuous on the road."