Billionaire's One Night Stand by RA

"I can't remember that I have such a hidden friend." Zayn sneered.

The man did not answer his question, but said in English with a foreign accent, "In America, enemies are friends. Mr. Ali needn't care about this."

"Are you the one from the Yellow International?" Zayn's brain was spinning very fast. He thought of something and frowned in shock.

"I always like to make friends." The man on the phone was like a person who came down from a high place. "Is Mr. Ali willing to cooperate with me?" A cold light flashed in Zayn's eyes.

"Mr. Ali wants Chloe." The man said, "And I want Aman to divorce and marry his fiancee. We will take what we need. I think Mr. Ali has no reason to refuse." Zayn clenched his fists.

The man on the phone said, "Don't worry.

I have arranged everything else. At the critical time, Mr. Ali can cooperate with me..."

Zayn smoked another cigarette and was silent for a while. "If you have anything to say, just tell me face to face. Send a bastard to pass on a message to me. I don't think you have any sincerity, Mr. Nangong?" On the other side, Frederick's face became even darker.

"Is that so?" The man laughed. "I thought that Frederick and Mr. Ali would be the son of a wealthy family in Zayn. Maybe he would pass a message on to you that your meet-and-greet was more friendly. So Mr. Ali doesn't like the people of the Dior family at all?"

"Then it depends on who it is. Is it enough to send a message to me?" Zayn stood up. "Since Mr. Nangong doesn't have this sincerity to talk, then I'll go first."

The person on the phone was silent for a moment.

When he was about to hang up, he said, "Wait."

.."Zayn narrowed his eyes.

"I just want to hold a small party. Since that's the case, then let's invite Mr. Ali over..." The man's voice sounded very well educated. He raised his voice and said to Frederick, "Then Frederick will take Mr. Ali here. We must treat our friends with etiquette. Don't neglect it."

After hearing what he said, Frederick stood up and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Ali."

In a red-wall castle on the top of a mountain at home, a man with a back view of a European noble stood in front of the retro window. He wore black trousers with the corner of his pants sticking into his black boots. A white gentleman scarf was turned over his neck, and the collar of his shirt blocked the lower outline of his face.

Just one side was enough to make people dare not to look straight at him...

He put down the phone with a pair of gloves and said to a foreign-looking housekeeper behind him, "Frederick will pick up Zayn. Let's get someone out to welcome him." "The Mr. Ali?"

"In this country, only the Ali Enterprises can give three sides to the Emperor family."

The corners of his mouth were unclear, and he had a foreign mixed-race face, but his eyes were black and white like the America's. He was handsome and mysterious. But as a America noble in Italian, he was never as gentle as he looked.

Only the Nangong family knew what he was good at and what he was afraid of.

"Got it. I'll send someone out to greet you," the foreign butler replied, but his body did not get up. "There's one more thing. Miss... has gone out."

"I'll give you one day. If you can't find me, you'll have an arm cut off."

..Yes."

housekeeper answered and couldn't

to raise his head, and walked in. "You should know that have no lack of servants. Until now, the housekeeper has changed more than a dozen people. It is not easy for

"...Understood."

suddenly changed. "Then don't take anyone to look for

the room were so scared that they almost knelt down. The sudden evil and horrible roar of this man was the

when he

moved back to Shallow Bay. In order to restore everything to the original state, Aman even transferred Bucky back from

afternoon, after Aman returned from the company to the shallow water bend,

back, Young Master. You've worked

glanced at him calmly. "Do you think that the matter of

it again." Try not to say it out. The feeling of being expelled was still not very good,

good that you

"Yes."

Chloe?" Aman looked into the villa, and his lips unconsciously rose. "What is

the head

"There's more?" Aman asked.

about the time when he was gone, and Chloe

not good to not answer.

remembered their madness last night and asked with

He immediately lowered his head and said, "Young Madam is very good. Young Master, please rest assured. He looks full of energy..."

corners

that mean that we can continue to do

be useful for him

a picture of Amam who kissed her hand at the dock. His eyes were

[Ah, it's too romantic...]

be Aman's eyelashes, at the place closest to his eyes!

this photo on her mobile phone and set it as a

"Knock, knock."

the studio was knocked twice,

and

are you

immediately cupped her face. "Really?

"Little fool."

her head away and did not dare to

days... but the sudden combination made her feel like a lover who had not been close for half a year. It would be a little embarrassing to look at each other the next day. Aman went to her bookshelf, took out a

"Well, I've said it."

behind, hugged him from

was going to become a

hang it

him, who was clinging to him. "Although I feel that this kind of news is not

I just want to know something about my father." Chloe raised her head and half of her face was on Aman's back. She was so cute that she puffed up a lump of flesh. "But Mr. Smith said that he only met my father last night, and... he also said that I

do you?" Aman raised his