Chapter 866 Ming Dailan Meets Landis

Chapter 866 Ming Dailan Meets Landis

The next day, something happened that caught Ming Dailan by surprise. Mrs. Andrew had to return to the British Emperor early for some reason.

Although Ming Dailan was puzzled, she had no choice but to order someone to arrange a flight to take her back first.

At the airport, Mrs. Andrew said with a smile, "Lan, I'll leave that painting to you."

Ming Dailan greeted her with a smile, but her expression was already very unnatural, "Don't worry."

She was a little annoyed at herself, blaming herself for being impulsive at the time, but now she is on the verge of riding a tiger.

Mrs. Andrew glanced at her calmly, turned and walked into the terminal building.

The other two countess stayed in Dian City with Ming Dailan.

Coming out of the airport, Ming Dailan seemed preoccupied.

Mrs. William looked at her expression carefully, and suggested cautiously: "Lan, I heard that there is a classic British drama in the Diancheng Theater, why don't we go and see it this afternoon?"

Ming Dailan was not in high spirits, and she was still thinking about the painting.

Yesterday, she also called the exhibitor who sent her to the exhibitor. Even though the other party knew that she was the Duchess of Yingdi, she still didn't buy it.

This made Ming Dailan angry and helpless.

There were people coming and going around the airport, Ming Dailan hadn't thought of an excuse yet, a jeep suddenly stopped in front, and Landis, who was wearing a jacket with his left arm wrapped in a bandage and hanging on his chest, slammed the door and strode over .

There are not many foreigners in Diancheng. Among the faces of Asians, the tall and tall Landis is particularly eye-catching.

Ming Dailan took a second look, and suddenly felt very familiar.

Her eyes moved with Landis, and the two eyes met in the air, and Ming Dailan quickly looked away.

Only, Yin Mo suddenly said behind her, "Lantis?"

Landis's eyes were slightly flustered, he stood still and looked at Yin Mo, without saying anything, just nodded and joined the crowd.

Ming Dailan looked back suspiciously, "You know him?"

Yin Mo nodded calmly, "Lantis, a former member of the Duke's Mansion Cavaliers. I remember... the team he was in was responsible for your travel safety all those years ago."

Ming Dailan looked at the direction where Landis was walking away with obscure eyes, and the long and vague memory gradually became clear.

This person seems to have been to Palma with her back then.

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ming Dailan couldn't resist the invitation of the other two wives, and finally went to the theater to watch a play together.

Strange to say, the actors in this play seemed not to be familiar with the script, and after the whole performance, their lines were stumbling.

An hour and a half later, the three walked out of the theater with bodyguards.

Mrs. William sighed with disappointment, "The actor's line skills are too poor, but the script is not satisfactory."

"Tell me, if that noble mother finally found out that her stubbornness killed her son, would she be overwhelmed with pain?"

Mrs. Brown seems to be in the play, constantly recalling the plot in the play.

The two ignored Ming Dailan's slightly changed expression, and were still discussing enthusiastically.

Mrs. William replied: "It's hard to say. She would rather trust outsiders than her own son. She doesn't have any opinions at all. Even if she is in pain in the future, it will be her own fault."

Ming Dailan stood still abruptly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She also watched the play, and she didn't feel much at first, but what Mrs. William said made her inexplicably resist.

Last month, Li Qiao said exactly the same thing when Li Qiao kidnapped Ning Ning in the town of Medical Union.

Ming Dailan hurried to the bathroom, holding the glazed table with both hands to continuously settle her emotions.

Yin Mo accompanied her, observing her expression through the mirror.

A few minutes, maybe less, Ming Dailan slowly raised her head, her eyes were confused, "Find a way to bring Landis to see me."

Yin Mo pretended to be surprised, and frowned hesitantly, "This..."

"Why?" Ming Dailan's eyes darkened, "If you can't buy famous paintings, you can't do such a small thing well?"

Yin Mo lowered his head humbly, took a step forward hesitantly, and lowered his voice: "No, don't worry. Mr. has been sending people to hunt down Landis all these years. I'm just worried that if you meet him, you will be in danger."

Ming Dailan narrowed her eyes, her expression slightly dazed, "Chasing and killing him?"

"Yes." Yin Mo lowered his voice a few degrees, "I don't know the reason for the pursuit, so..."

"Find him, go right away." Ming Dailan became suspicious, grabbed Yin Mo's hand, and repeatedly urged, "Don't be discovered by anyone."

Yin Mo nodded respectfully, "I'm going now, you go back to the hotel and wait for my news."

Ming Dailan was in a mess, Li Qiao's words and Mrs. William's words kept washing her mind.

What did Landis do, and why did Lao Xiao chase him down?

All these questions were answered after three hours.

...

As night fell, Ming Dailan sat in the hotel in a panic and waited for Yin Mo's news.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and she was startled. The teacup in her hand fell on the floor, and the hot water scalded the back of her hand red.

Ming Dailan's heart palpitated, she said please come in, Yin Mo pushed the door and entered, behind her was Landis who was pale and newly injured.

"What's going on?" Ming Dailan stood up abruptly, looked at Landis, and the picture in her memory became clearer and clearer.

He went to Palma eleven years ago, and he was indeed a companion.

Yin Mo closed the door and explained with a solemn expression, "Madam, the Cavaliers we brought received an order to assassinate Landis this afternoon, and I just lured them away."

Ming Dailan curled up her fingers, gathered herself together, looked at Landis's pale face, frowned and asked, "Why did you leave the Duke's Mansion?"

Landis looked at Ming Dailan with dim eyes, showing no respect, and sneered hoarsely, "Duchess, are you asking knowingly or do you really not know?"

Ming Dailan touched the back of her burnt hand, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Lantis, if you cooperate with me, maybe I can save your life. Otherwise..."

These words are full of threats.

Landis's blue eyes stared at Ming Dailan for a long time, and laughed mockingly, "You can't even keep your own womb, and you still want to save my life?"

Ming Dailan is rarely blatantly ridiculed, Shang Zonghai is one, Li Qiao is one, and now there is Landis.

She sat on the sofa, her gentle expression gradually turned cold, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?" Landis was touched by a certain nerve, stepped forward suddenly, and roared: "You and the old prince are the same, you still have the face to ask me what I mean? My parents, my lover They all died at your hands, what right do you have to question me?"

Yin Mo stepped forward to protect Ming Dailan, but when Landis thought of the tragic death of his parents, his whole body seemed to go crazy.

Regardless of the injured shoulder, with a smell of blood all over his body, he stretched out his hand and pinched Ming Dailan's neck to lift her up from the sofa.