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.

seen it yesterday. "But the man called

into her car,

opposite wrote a phone number and moved it to Zoya from the coffee table. "I used to know this foreign media reporter. He was in

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

mention it. It's a piece

friend said, "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..."

bright sunshine, she

the one parked on the opposite side of her newspaper

plates were

the car came here. She would not be followed

friend stared at her

okay." Zoya picked up the cup and said, "I'll call you later. Thank

"Yes, I'm fine."

the car, Zoya

my friend just now that this foreign media reporter, so it's easy to

standing in the reporter station in Italy... Ah, have you been transferred to America? It's

up the phone, took a

would almost be two lines of

situation of 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 passed by a park that she often came to. In autumn, the autumn leaves were full of golden color of the grassland. The scenery along the river bank was beautiful and

side from the black Land Rover and watching Zoya's back sitting on the grass on

is Miss Zoya

through the black window and said disdainfully, "What else can it be except being

"Dumbly in a daze?"

bored like to do

a waste of time."

don't Young Master send

Ragib opened a cup of coffee that he had just asked the guards to buy in the Starbucks. He took a sip and said, "See, didn't the Sam want

guard immediately praised him. "Maybe after this day,

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 she

of a way to let her accept it." The guard suddenly admired Ragib concern

did not speak and looked

her beautiful figure. She took off her high heels

able to go to the city and be able to do things for

had been staring at the woman for more than three seconds,

An hour later.

the time on the table

a while, and

a person who liked to stay in the past, but she really had something

it approached dusk, there were more people in the park. Many nearby children and office workers took a walk here. Someone

were playing and listened

was a quiet and peaceful time. No one would quarrel with you if there was no one

"Beep!"

ready to get on the car after she pressed the

noticed the black

"Damn, aren't you really followed by some