She held high status in the villa and even participated in the BOSS’s business dealings, a status far beyond the other won the BOSS kept in the villa as re ornantal vases.
Yet at this mont, she still beca obedient under Wang Dadong’s dominance.
No matter how strong a woman is, in front of a truly powerful man, she will beco compliant.
Beyoncé was no exception.
She could wield a knife and fight bloodily with others, but when faced with the BOSS’s beating, she only dared to bow her head and endure it.
The BOSS was undoubtedly a powerful man.
But Wang Dadong?
He was rely a small-ti punk favored by the BOSS for cultivation; could he be considered strong?
Yet, facing his near-domineering behavior, why did she choose to comply?
Forget it, no point thinking about it.
Beyoncé couldn’t figure it out, so she simply closed her eyes obediently.
Strangely enough, Wang Dadong’s fingers seed to possess a kind of magical power, brushing over her back and giving her a feeling of spring breeze.
"How about it, the uniquely mixed ointnt, isn’t its effect extraordinary?" Wang Dadong chuckled softly.
Beyoncé suddenly turned around, looking at Wang Dadong with a complex expression, and asked, "Did you go out just to get this ointnt for ?"
Initially, Beyoncé thought Wang Dadong was rely restless in the villa, which was why he went out with Qin Shihuang.
But when Wang Dadong said that the ointnt was his exclusive blend, Beyoncé suddenly understood that Wang Dadong took such a risk just to concoct an ointnt for her.
"No way, it was just accidental, purely accidental." Wang Dadong laughed bashfully.
What exclusive secret ointnt, it was just the most ordinary kind, but he added a touch of Inner Strength to it, which gave Beyoncé that spring breeze sensation.
He said this because he didn’t want Beyoncé to suspect he had Inner Strength.
Wang Dadong wanted to prevent Beyoncé’s suspicion, yet Beyoncé didn’t see it that way.
"This guy, he also has monts when he doesn’t dare to admit..." Beyoncé turned around, lying on the pillow, with an unintended faint smile appearing on her face.
"Xie Xie." This ti, after Wang Dadong applied the ointnt, Beyoncé surprisingly used two words she almost never did.
"What did you say? Bibi, did I just hear it wrong?" Wang Dadong had an expression of joyful disbelief.
Beyoncé furrowed her brow slightly, saying, "Why? In your eyes, am I soone who doesn’t know how to be grateful?"
"Uh... of course not." Wang Dadong awkwardly scratched his head.
"Alright, go back." Beyoncé issued an order for him to leave.
Wang Dadong actually didn’t want to leave, but he understood Beyoncé’s character, so he just told her to rest early and then turned to leave.
"Wait!" Just as Wang Dadong reached the doorway, Beyoncé’s voice suddenly rang out.
Wang Dadong imdiately turned around with delight, "Bibi, I knew you couldn’t bear to let go!"
Beyoncé instantly felt speechless, but a truly frightening and absurd thought ca to her mind.
If she really kept him...
No way, this guy would definitely do sothing even more excessive.
Wang Dadong hadn’t been at the villa long before getting together with Zemalia; if she dared give him the chance, he surely wouldn’t hold back.
"Get out!" Many thoughts flashed through Beyoncé’s mind, but ultimately sense defeated her, and she coldly ordered Wang Dadong out.
"Oh, alright." Wang Dadong reluctantly turned around.
"An extrely important person is coming to the villa tomorrow, rember, don’t do anything reckless, or not even I, nor the BOSS could protect you." Beyoncé said seriously.
Actually, Beyoncé didn’t need to specifically remind Wang Dadong, but thinking of his reckless nature, she felt obliged to say sothing, otherwise if he angered that person, it would truly be his own downfall.
"Bibi, you’re so good to ." Wang Dadong expressed his gratitude.
"Scram off."
Wang Dadong didn’t really heed Beyoncé’s words.
Anyway, his ultimate goal was rely to infiltrate the Devil’s Den, whoever ca to the villa was irrelevant to him.
After leaving Beyoncé’s room, Wang Dadong returned directly to his room and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Wang Dadong woke up and went out for fresh air.
From afar, he saw a slim woman standing in the garden, gently stretching her sizzling body, seemingly doing yoga.
Wang Dadong was not unfamiliar with this body, on the contrary, he was very familiar.
Therefore, even though she had her back turned, Wang Dadong could recognize who she was.
She was Zemalia.
Seeing there was no one else around, Wang Dadong walked over, intending to embrace her.
However, just as they were re centiters apart, the woman turned her head.
And then, Wang Dadong was dumbfounded.
Because she wasn’t Zemalia at all!
Though this woman’s body closely resembled Zemalia’s, her face was completely different from Zemalia.
It was a typical French woman’s face; though Zemalia also had French blood, she was actually a mix of French and Dongyin people, markedly different from a pure French person.
The woman was extrely beautiful, with fair skin and light blue eyes, a classic French beauty.
"Who are you!"
"Who are you?" Wang Dadong’s shock surpassed the woman’s.
Because he knew this woman.
No, he couldn’t say he knew her.
Because she didn’t know him.
He just didn’t expect to encounter her here.
Indeed, this woman was Dark Night Eternal Sorrow’s spy in the Devil’s Den.
Saint Roland!
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