Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Drunk in the Gentle Country

Sarah Scott thought before that if such a big fight was made, it would definitely be some powerful leader.

I never thought it would be a woman.

Moreover, the back view just now seems to be quite young.

Sarah Scott's red lips tugged involuntarily.

"These young ladies of the aristocratic family are doing earth-shattering things every time they go out."

She doesn't have such a big lineup when she travels.

"If you like it, I can arrange it for you next time." Ronald Huston opened his lips and said.

"I don't want it, all I need is you." Sarah Scott held Ronald Huston's hand tightly and said coquettishly.

"Hmm." The emotion in Ronald Huston's eyes instantly softened.

On the other side, the bodyguards had already escorted that pretty figure into the underground parking lot.

However, the person who was supposed to be waiting here did not show up.

The eyebrows under the sunglasses frowned slightly.

Just when she was about to make a call, a black off-road vehicle suddenly drove towards them.

The bodyguards on the side instantly formed a circle, protecting the woman in the middle tightly.

And that black off-road vehicle, when it was about to approach, suddenly made a beautiful drift.

With a "creak", he stopped handsomely.

Immediately afterwards, a slender and tall man jumped out of the driver's seat.

He shouted directly at the woman in the middle.

"Chonen, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late." Deacon Anderson's tone was full of flattery.

The woman standing in the middle stretched out her hand and gestured.

The bodyguards who had surrounded her in the middle immediately divided into two rows.

With her hands behind her back, the woman walked up to Deacon Anderson with light steps.

Slowly took off the sunglasses on his face, and a beautiful little face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

If Ronald Huston were here, he would definitely find that the person in front of him had exactly the same face as the missing Huetts Jones.

"Long time no see, our Chonen looks good again." Deacon Anderson looked doggy.

Chonen White just glanced him up and down.

"The hair is disheveled, the face is haggard, the eyes are still bloodshot, and the shirt is also crumpled."

Chonen White said and smelled it again, and continued.

"You still smell of alcohol, I don't think you are on the road

The traffic jam must have been drunk in some gentle town last night. "

"Ahem, Chonen, I'm your brother too, save some face." The lie was exposed by his cousin, and Deacon Anderson rarely showed an unnatural expression on his face.

"It's because of your sloppy look that Auntie asked me to come here to take care of you!" Returning to the old place, Chonen White was in a very bad mood.

So he didn't give his cousin any face.

"Actually, it's not that serious. I can handle that by myself." Deacon Anderson rubbed his nose guilty.

"If you can really solve it, my aunt won't come to ask me." Chonen White gave him a sideways look.

Being teased like this, Deacon Anderson didn't dare to answer a single word, and just laughed along with him.

If other people saw that Deacon Anderson, the fearless demon king in Ontario, was so careful with this little girl, his eyeballs would probably fall out of fright.

"Chonen, you must be tired after a day's flight, I'll take you back to rest first." But Deacon Anderson didn't mean to be angry at all, instead he coaxed softly.

He even opened the car door for the other party himself.

"No need, go meet those old foxes first." Chonen White flatly refused.

"Shouldn't you take a break first?" Deacon Anderson knew that Chonen White was about to get down to business.

"No, fix it early and go back to work with aunt." Chonen White said before bending over and getting into the car.

"Okay then." Deacon Anderson knew the temper of their little ancestor.

No one can change what is decided.

After closing the car door for her, he walked around to the driver's seat.

in the car.

Chonen White sat in the back seat with a quiet face, playing with the sunglasses carelessly with his slender fingers.

She glanced at the scenery outside the window, and there was no change from a year ago.

The car accident at that time did not kill her, but instead reminded her of her previous memories.

Remembering her true identity, she returned to her real family.

The previous three years seemed like a long dream.

But the unforgettable pain reminded her that everything had really existed.

"Chonen, are you alright?" Deacon Anderson looked at Chonen White with a deep expression and asked worriedly.

"What can I have

thing? Chonen White withdrew his thoughts and glanced lazily at Deacon Anderson.

"Remember to tell me if you need something." Deacon Anderson settled down.

When they found Chonen White six months ago, her life was almost hanging by a thread.

It was not easy to save a life later.

But she kept silent about what happened during her disappearance.

It's just that everyone knows that she must have had a bad time during that time.

So in order not to irritate her, the family members never asked.

"Understood, long-winded." Although Chonen White said so, there was a warm feeling in his heart.

This is the relative who is connected with her blood.

But she couldn't tell the past about being bullied!

Because...it's too embarrassing!

But now that he's back this time, the grudges he had at the beginning can also be settled!

half an hour later.

The car stopped in front of a building.

In the conference room, a dozen or so middle-aged men sat around a long table.

At this time, everyone's faces were more or less dissatisfied.

"That kid Deacon Anderson really doesn't take us uncles seriously any more. He actually made us wait here for so long."

"I don't know what the master's family thinks, and sent such a brat over to take over us."

"What else does that kid know besides eating, drinking and having fun? If we uncles are not here to support him, what performance can he do?"

"In the end, he took on the burden of his reputation and let us do everything!"

"Still arrogant, completely disrespecting us uncles!"

"That's right, the master's family is really getting old, and they are becoming more and more careless in doing things."

"If the main family retreats from now on, Deacon Anderson and the others won't completely defeat the main family and the country we have worked so hard for?"

"That's right, so this time we have to teach that kid Deacon Anderson a lesson!"

"Not bad!" Everyone responded. "You uncles seem to be very dissatisfied with us little devils?" At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as everyone turned their heads, they saw a woman with a beautiful face coming in, and Deacon Anderson followed behind her attentively.