Billionaire's One Night Stand by RA

The next day, Aman came down from the upstairs, and Bucky was waiting for him below.

"Young Master, there was news from the hospital in the morning that Miss Nangong woke up."

Aman's cold and beautiful face was full of the madness and sweetness of last night. He took long steps down the gorgeous stairs. "When you wake up, go and see her on my behalf. I won't go." "Yes, Young Master."

Aman took two steps. "By the way, after Miss Nangong woke up, what did she say about yesterday's incident?"

"Well." Bucky said, "There is still no news. The hospital just sent a message that she woke up, and..."

"What?" Aman was surprised.

Aman turned his face.

"That Mr. Nangong..." Bucky frowned. "It seems that he has arrived."

"Really?" Aman lips twitched. "Then it's time for him to ask about what happened yesterday. The roof of 'Curse' Hall and those servants are always under everyone's attention. Do you understand?" Bucky understood that he was going to protect the scene of Nangong cardong's fall so that he could deal with the investigation of the Nangong family.

"Young Master, don't worry." Bucky nodded. "I'll send someone to watch."

The Elites came from the other side of the hall and said, "Young Master, the phone..."

Bucky said solemnly, "As a servant of nine dragons and a rich family, how could Zhang be in such a hurry?"

However, Lita intelligence had always been relatively steady. She was no different from a small character.

"Yes..." Evelyn immediately lowered her head.

"What is it?" Aman asked.

"Well... Mr. Nangong called." She lowered her head. "The phone hasn't hung up yet."

Bucky was speechless. "..."

"That man called me so soon?"

At the end of the corridor of the hall, the nine-dragons' landline phone was there. The microphone was put aside and the phone was not hung up. Aman picked up the phone. "Mr. Nangong?"

"Mr. Aman's phone call is really difficult." The man on the phone said, "It's said that you don't have a mobile phone during work time, and you don't have a mobile phone in your private time. It's really difficult to contact you."

hard for

let's go." Aman went

phone said, "Mr. Aman hung up the phone in a hurry last night, and now he's slightly awake. Can you give

Chloe who took the initiative to mention this. The servants in the villa could prove this. And the railings on the platform were not low, so it was impossible for Chloe to push Miss down the roof without any movement. If it was Chloe who did

that the servants in the villa have been

if you want to say so, then you don't have to talk about it." Aman said, "If you want to investigate, I will

gloomily. "Mr. Aman is the first president in America. He ruined the engagement with my sister. Is there a

Nangong, listen carefully. I have never admitted my engagement with Miss Nangong, and I am married now." Aman said, "In front of me, no one

cold chill

Aman attitude?" The man

"Of course."

one was allowed to make trouble for

Aman's

voice on the phone

said." Aman slightly squinted. "What's her statement about last

"She didn't mention what happened last night when

lips moved a little. "Miss Nangong... is really

to make things difficult for Miss Chloe." Aman's face was slightly

must have something to do with Miss Chloe. It is said that the injury on the slightly broken arm was hit by Mr. Aman car? Shouldn't

accidentally." Aman said, "Of course, I can take this responsibility. Generally speaking, it's at most a loss of money. Miss Nangong's

care about it. Besides, Mr. Aman, money is a piece cake for us." The man said, "But wha

didn't take good care of her and let her get

"Excuse me, Mr. Aman, do you

he didn't take

was exactly what Aman

as the target

Aman lips slightly lifted, and his mind went black. "It's just that I'm married. If I'm too nice to other women, my wife will inevitably misunderstand. It's natural for me to keep

side of the phone,

"Mr. Nangong, this is a gift for you to get

kind to his sister! After hanging

cold sweat broke out in Bucky

talk about. I just let the old master

First

was suffering from a high-level VIP

front of the window of the room, with his trousers slipped into the boots, and even his hands were wearing gloves. His whole