[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

Lydia and Tony walked out surrounded by reporters. The caring Mary had long expected that her boss would have such an effect. She hired enough bodyguards first—although Lydia and Tony were fully capable I ran out of the reporter circle, but a qualified secretary needs to help the boss handle everything.

The bodyguards stood together to form a human wall, blocking the enthusiastic reporters, and Lydia did not have any comment, after all, she maintained a good relationship with many media here.

Tony didn't have that much patience with reporters. He frowned impatiently as he walked forward. Even with the bodyguards around, they were still not moving fast.

The microphone in the reporter's hand came in from under the bodyguard's arm, and the reporter himself stood outside the human wall and called, "Lydia, can you tell me what the Chaoying company is going to do next?"

"It's the same as before." Lydia hooked Tony's arm and answered with the corners of her lips curled up. Her action made Tony suppress his temper temporarily, and accompanied Lydia slowly toward the Go down the steps.

Lydia didn't look at him, just patted his elbow lightly to appease, and showed an impeccable smile to the reporter's camera: "As I said before, whether S.H.I.E.L.D. There will be no impact on the League, the partnership with the Wizards, so there will still be no changes to the role of the Premier League."

Before she could speak, an impatient reporter behind him stretched out the microphone. He couldn't see where the microphone was going. The square logo almost poked Lydia's neck. He grabbed Lydia's waist and pulled her back a little.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the steps and walking down. Lydia was pulled by him, and she didn't react for a while. Her high heels knocked on the steps, and she fell backwards into Tony's arms.

Tony hugged her firmly, holding her back with one hand to hold her steady, while the other hand wrapped around her waist until she stood still and did not let go.

The reporter also knew that he was in trouble, so he retracted the microphone silently. The reporters were silent for a second, then ate the dog food in silence, and the flash flashed for a while.

Tony's expression was not very good-looking. He was a little impatient to deal with the reporter, and now he frowned a little anxiously, but he didn't lose his temper with the reporter. He just stood on the upper step and looked down. To Lydia in her arms, she said in a bad tone, "Be careful."

Lydia raised her eyebrows slightly, shrugged her shoulders with a smile on her face, didn't care about his tone at all, and imitated Jarvis's accent with a smile and said, "Okay, sir."

Then they quickened their pace a little, and after answering two more questions, they smoothly got into the car that had already driven down the steps.

Mary sat in the co-pilot, Tony and Lydia sat in the back seat, bodyguards stopped outside the car, and the reporter couldn't frantically poke the microphone into the car.

Lydia pressed the car window, poked her head out from the back seat, and smiled at the reporters: "Go back first, the editor-in-chief won't bite you if there is one more problem, safety is the most important thing."

The car started slowly, and the reporter stopped pushing and shoving. After driving for a while, Lydia looked back, closed the window and sat down.

"I haven't seen you so patient with me." Tony glanced at her and said, leaning back in the chair.

Lydia looked at him sideways, and put her hands on his shoulders with a smile: "I think my whole life of patience has been spent on you, and you think I'm not patient enough?"

"A little dissatisfied, boy." Lydia gently tugged at Tony's ear and said with raised eyebrows.

The driver and Mary in front looked ahead and pretended they didn't hear anything.

Tony was not embarrassed at all, took Lydia's hand from his ear, held it on his knee, and said with a serious face: "This is what it should be, a legitimate right as a boyfriend."

When he said this, he cleared his throat a little uncomfortably, lowered his head and played with Lydia's hand, and pretended to say casually: "Perhaps it is still the right of fiancé?"

The driver and Mary even lowered their breathing, wishing they didn't exist right now so as not to disturb them.

Lydia was really surprised now. She raised one eyebrow high and stared at him for a long time as if she had just met Tony. Tony turned his head to look at her now, and she was a little surprised. There was a smile under his eyes, but his eyes didn't smile much.

When she realized that Tony might not know the joke, Lydia blinked quickly a few times and looked away. She, who was always good at speaking sweet words, now considered what she wanted to say word by word, slowly Spit out a few words: "Is this a marriage proposal? I think it will be... more formal?"

Tony withdrew his gaze and said easily, "Of course not, how could a Stark's proposal be so simple."

He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, as if he really thought so.

The two people sitting in the front wanted to disappear from the car.

Lydia also knew that she might have said the wrong thing, but no matter what she said in this situation, it was wrong. In the end, she could only reach out and hold Tony's hands, leaning on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

When she woke up, the car had already parked in the garage of the sea view villa, Mary and the driver were gone, the garage door was open, the car was facing the sea, sitting here you could see the sun shining outside the sea.

Tony kept his original posture and leaned on the seat, probably knowing that Lydia had woken up, so he spoke: "This is beautiful."

Lydia didn't speak, raised her head and looked outside.

Tony glanced at Lydia, and suddenly said, "One side of my body is numb."

Finally, Lydia helped him out of the car. Tony pinched his right shoulder with his left hand, frowned and stretched his muscles, and walked into the living room with Lydia from the garage, complaining as he walked: "Liddy, you recently Is it heavy?"

Lydia rolled her eyes gracefully at him.

Bucky, another tenant of the house, was sitting upright on the chair in the living room at the moment, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tony has recently managed to turn a blind eye to him. He glanced at him casually and walked towards the stairs. When he stepped on the first flight of stairs, the tenant who hadn't said a word to him for two days suddenly spoke up. : "Mr. Stark."

Tony stopped and turned to look at him a little strangely.

Bucky got out of the chair, stood up straight, looked at Tony with a very complicated expression, he stopped talking after he called out, his Adam's apple rolled for a while, and when Tony was about to turn around and go upstairs, he spoke with difficulty : "I want to talk to you."

"Individually," he added.