Billionaire's One Night Stand by RA

The Second Young Master of the Military Is a Tracking Fanatic

"Okay." Ragib nodded. "Then did Miss Nangong really not say anything else about Nangong Yen? And about the confidential issues of the Nangong family?" "She's not that stupid," Aman said.

"Really? It seems that the reason why she told you that Nangong Yen wanted to use the Dior family to deal with you is simply that she likes you Aman."

"Then let's do it this way. I will contact you as soon as I have any news." Ragib said.

After hanging up the phone, the guard looked at Ragib behind the car from the mirror behind the car.

"Young master, then now..."

Ragib crossed his ten fingers above his nose bridge. He suddenly raised his eyes and sharply looked at the newspaper "Star Knowing" across the street!

As long as he could deal with this woman!

He picked up the phone and called the world. "Hey, that woman likes desserts and cakes..."

"Brother, look, I told you that I didn't find the wrong person, did I?" The person on the phone said happily, "As soon as Brother showed up, she even knew what she likes to eat. No problem, I'll order the best and most famous pastry in the city!"

The next morning, when Sam came to the Tea House to meet Ragib, he brought a large box of pastries and put them in front of Ragib

"Brother, look, this is the most famous dessert artist's work in the whole city." The world's owner said excitedly, "I personally went to find this dessert artist and asked him to make a box of women's favorite taste according to my request. And now, it be abrupt for Brother to send flowers with him, so I asked the dessert artist to make all these pastries into the shape of roses! I'm sure Miss Zoya will like it!"

As he spoke, he was about to open it and let Ragib appreciate the gift he was proud of.

Ragib put his hand on the box and said, "Let's talk about it first. As long as she is willing to go on a date with you, this matter will be settled, won't it?"

Sam was stunned and nodded. "Yes."

The first stage was like this...

"That's good." Ragib stood up and picked up the box of cakes.

"Brother!" Before he left, Sam grabbed him and said, "Don't use force. Don't use force. I'm going after her. She must be willing to do it."

Ragib coldly glanced at him. "Do you want that woman to be to date you?"

"And, now that we have asked about her love and taste, we can help to ask her for her phone number, WeChat, oh, an email, and address. Where do you like to go, what kind of hobbies do you like, who is at home, and whose ID is..."

"Are you annoyed?" Ragib took out his hand. "Are you looking into your registered permanent residence or the wanted criminal by the Public Security Bureau?"

Then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Brother is right. Then Brother, please ask as much as you can..."

Ragib left with a beautiful cake box.

Behind him, Sam waved his hand. "Brother, I'll leave everything to you!"

Zoya asked a reporter friend to meet in a Starbucks in the afternoon. As soon as she went out, she saw a black Land Rover parked in front of Star of Understanding.

"...Hmm?" She twisted her brows.

seemed to have seen it yesterday. "But the man called Sam hasn't come yet? It's not

her car, which was

the coffee table. "I used to know this foreign media reporter. He was

okay." Zoya quickly wrote down the number. "It's so troublesome. I really

mention it. It's

"We used to work in the Trading Study. Hey, you have opened the newspaper yourself, and we are still reporters who are running around. In fact, we are very envious of you, Zoya..." Through the glass wall of the cafe, Zoya squinted

sunshine, she saw

the opposite side

plates were

the car came here. She would not be

stared at her in a

the cup and said, "I'll call you later. Thank you. Come on,

"Yes, I'm fine."

returning to the car, Zoya called

this foreign

"Hello, I am a reporter from Country. Are you now standing in the reporter station in Italy... Ah, have you been transferred to America? It's all right. I just

hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and

lines of wide noodles flowing

foreign media reporters all day long. When I want to find them, I can't find them even if they want to." When she went back, Zoya

were looking at this side from the black Land Rover and watching Zoya's back sitting on the grass

master, what is Miss Zoya doing sitting there?" asked

said disdainfully, "What else can it be

"Dumbly in a daze?"

who are bored like to do boring things,"

of time." Ragib

Master send Miss Zoya the present

asked the guards to buy in the Starbucks. He took a sip and said, "See, didn't the Sam want to know where she often goes and what kind of hobby she likes? Maybe it will

too wise." The guard immediately praised him. "Maybe after this

more, this woman has thorns all over her body. When you sent her a box of food, she would think that she had been poisoned and said that it was a gift from the World Hero. Do you think

that I have to think of a way to let her accept it." The

and looked outside while drinking

lady's shirt and black pants outlined her beautiful figure. She took off her high heels and sat on the grass.

to

at the woman for more than three seconds, Ragib quickly

An hour later.

time on the table and said, "Well, let's

would be absent-minded for a while, and then she would go there for

person who liked to stay in the past, but she

children and office workers took a walk here. Someone put on the riverside. In autumn, it was a season suitable

and listened to their bickering. She could not help but

a quiet and peaceful time. No one would quarrel with you

"Beep!"

get on the car after she

noticed the

trembled a little, and her face was stiff. "Damn, aren't you really followed by some suspicious people?