Volume 2 Chapter 2 Veronica · O'brien

Veronica O'Brien

When the person in front of him finally announced his real name, Fangran's eyes twitched, he looked up at her, and then said with a wry smile:

"Why are you telling me this kind of thing..."

Monica... no, Veronica suddenly bent down, put her left hand on the table, and grabbed Fangran's tie with her right hand, pulling him close while Fangran was shocked and panicked!

"There's no point in going around in circles. Besides, judging from the unreliable look I saw on surveillance in the presidential suite, your calmness now, and the way you turned the tide before, we are just like the same kind."

Veronica's silver-grey pupils stared at Fangran while getting close to his face.

"So, be my lover, Fangran, or...should I call you Night Crow?"

puff! ! ! ! ! !

A delicate and beautiful face is within easy reach! Silver-gray hair falls down on his face! Coupled with the words he heard at this moment, if it weren't for the core of 'You Ye' being still in his body, Fangran felt like his heart would stop!

Normally, he would have been at a loss, but even in this situation, Fangran, who was calm and serious, was feeling a huge wave in his heart at this moment!

Biting his tongue, he used the pain to gather his final composure.

Fangran swallowed hard and gritted his teeth and said:

"What are you talking about...? And why..."

The body was leaning forward and supported on the table, with perfect concave and convex lines, pale shoulders, sexy collarbones, and white raised arcs, all of which were magnified in front of his eyes, almost touching Fangran's body!

"Why?"

Veronica tilted her head and smiled. At this time, Fangran felt deeply that she was a queen who could dominate any top social scene and hold money and power. She was not like her who had almost zero experience in the world. Ordinary college students can deal with it.

"Fiseld is the world's top consortium that can be called a financial empire. From the last century until now, it has engaged in arms, medical care, real estate, scientific research, stocks, etc., anything you can imagine, the Philippines has Everyone in Sild has shares or industries."

"But holding the power of this empire, the O'Brien family has endured far more than anyone imagined, such as the attack on me by the guys who formed the association tonight."

"Among all the targets, I am the most important one, so the other party wants to sink this pearl of the night and let my body sink into the sea no matter what."

The distance between the two of them was less than ten centimeters. Veronica's silver-gray pupils were filled with inexplicable colors, and she smiled at Fangran softly, as if talking in her sleep.

Fangran's pupils dilated. From this distance, he could feel the scent of the other person's breath, which was scented with black tea. He felt like he was about to die.

"I learned about the existence of participants in the world when I was ten years old. Then my parents were killed by participants on that day. Then it took me thirteen years to get it from my uncle. took back control of Fiseld and threw him to Africa."

"Originally, I expected that my chances of surviving would be less than 30%. Tonight, I was even prepared to die, but..."

"To my surprise, you showed up."

Veronica let go of Fangran's tie and pinched his chin, just like Fangran had done to her. In this look, she no longer had Monica's weakness, but was replaced by As strong as a queen.

"For the first time, someone approached me and teased me when I was pretending to be a country boy, and pretending to be a playboy, but my arms didn't dare to hug me. It was really interesting, so I specially asked someone to send me that invitation."

"After all, I specially strengthened the defense of the ball hall, thinking that you would have a higher chance of surviving tonight, although the door with the alloy hidden in it was still broken."

Maintaining the ambiguous posture at the moment, Veronica chuckled and spoke about tonight. All the doubts Fangran encountered were all clear in her chuckled words.

"But I didn't expect that you were also a participant."

Fangran opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Then he didn't dare to move, and he didn't know if his face was already red. He felt dizzy now, and Veronica's perfume drifted into his nose.

"And it's more powerful than I imagined."

"The power of the participants is beyond common sense. Even if I arrange for countless substitutes to hide in the dark, I don't know which day they will be discovered, just like my parents."

"So I also need the strength of the participants as my backer and protection."

Veronica pinched Fangran's chin and said to him, and then spoke in a soft voice. The lowered eyes with silver-gray pupils and the raised corners of the mouth were full of the temptation of the adult world of ambiguous colors.

"You are also wanted in China, and you might be discovered sooner or later, so why don't you come to me?"

"Come to North America with me. With my ability, I can give you anything you want. Money? Rights? Women? Or can I buy you a small country?"

"And, most importantly..."

Veronica's right hand caressed the side of Fangran's face, and she said words that made almost every man's blood rush and thrill.

"Isn't it very tempting to be able to hold Fiseld's master under you?"

Then after she finished saying this, she felt that she rejected her proposal.

....when.

When she saw Fangran in front of her, she was suddenly startled. She was obviously frightened. He was as panic-stricken as a rabbit. He broke away from her hand and jumped out with a quick backward jump!

Standing more than two meters away from her, she looked at herself in surprise.

Veronica was silent for a moment, then stood up straight and looked at him.

Didn't expect this consequence.

"you you you...."

Fangran stammered, throwing away all the calmness he had a moment ago. Even in his original form, he was still the same unreliable self.

For beautiful women, overwhelmingly nothing can be done.

In particular, this is a conversation that has clearly reached the level of adulthood.

Really, if the other party didn't have the handle to know that he was Night Crow...

Fangran ran away long ago.

At this moment, Fangran's heart was filled with regret and panic. He gritted his teeth and thought that it would be better not to give the [Fantasy Card] to her at that time.

Although he had guessed that Ye Sheng was back and that he had to find a reason to explain his actions that he was unable to escape because of his strength, but if she had been told, the ending would have been just as bad!

"Are you going to reject me? Aren't you afraid that I will tell the Chinese higher-ups that you are Ye Crow?"

Veronica's silver-grey pupils looked at Fangran.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, the pain almost made him shed tears. Fangran raised his head and looked at Veronica two meters away, pulling her to the top of the blacklist that he least wanted to face. Recalling all his calmness over the past twenty years, he spoke:

"I helped you save this Pearl of the Night."

Fangran forced himself to speak calmly, trying to save himself.

"Unlike Blazing Light, I'm not begging you. Besides, it's just a ship. If it sinks, it will sink."

Veronica sat back in her seat and said with a careless chuckle.

"And I don't quite understand why you refused my request."

Fangran's mouth twitched, and his face heated up thinking about what she had just said.

Why reject the other party's request?

Haha... Because that is not within the scope of Fangran's common sense and courage.

I have to say, Veronica's condition is valid for almost anyone...

Wrong person chosen.

The two fell silent for a while.

The air condenses in this immaculately preserved room.

Finally, Fangran sighed and said with a wry smile:

"Well...I became Night Crow, actually...for some reasons...my strength is also...that...that...I...just..."

Fangran stammered and didn't know how to express or what to express. Finally, he scratched his head in distress and sighed longly as if he had no choice but to say:

"Well, anyway, after the dance, we can be considered friends, and the most important thing is that without you, I might not be able to save Brother Xu."

He continued with a wry smile and added:

"So if you are in trouble, I will help you if I can. I still have the handle in your hands. As for the conditions, forget it..."

Veronica looked into Fangran's eyes, as if to confirm whether he meant what he said. She stared at it for a while, and then...

She raised her chin, looked at Fangran and slowly said:

"You know, after what I said, your words are an insult to me as a woman."

"Forehead..."

Fangran was immediately speechless and didn't know what to say. He felt uncomfortable all over and just wanted to leave quickly.

"But forget it, I would have known..."

But unexpectedly, Veronica glanced at him without pursuing anything further. She took the cup of black tea that was originally placed in front of Fangran, rubbed the enamel cup and said to herself:

"It's time to trick you into drinking this from the beginning."

puff!

Hearing what she said, Fangran suddenly felt cold all over, then he sighed and asked with a wry smile:

"You shouldn't be there..."

"Oh, yes, I put aphrodisiacs in it, as well as my perfume, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on the participants."

Veronica chuckled nonchalantly and told the truth, then turned her head to look at him, wondering what she was thinking.

Then she suddenly ordered to the former owner of the Night Pearl, who had been standing aside with no sense of her presence:

"Orson, give me my cane."

The silver-bearded old man whose real name was Orson was stunned for a moment, but he still bowed down respectfully and took out the ruby-encrusted scepter for her.

Veronica took it casually, the ruby ​​scepter in her hand, the length was just right.

After all, this was originally hers.

Then I looked at this luxury scepter with exquisite workmanship down to the carvings of every pattern and the selection of every gemstone. I don’t know how much gold, platinum, diamonds and other rare minerals were mixed into this cane. , Veronica threw it towards Fangran casually.

Fangran hurriedly caught it in a hurry, and then asked:

"this is..."

"A gift for you, and remember what you said."

Veronica suddenly put on a happy smile again and said to Fangran. At this time, the lights suddenly flickered due to insufficient power and then went out.

Under the afterglow of the night, under her bright silver evening dress and silver high heels, she sat at the tea table, and the hand supporting her cheek was perfect under her smile.

"Even the power in this room and the phone are gone, which means this ship is sinking. Leave now."

Veronica said this to Fangran, but she herself picked up the black tea in no hurry.

"It doesn't matter, your father didn't give this boat to you..."

Fangran asked after a moment of silence, hesitating whether [Chuang Pai] could...

"It doesn't matter. To the father who gave it to me, I am the pearl in the night."

Listening to these words that contained a lot of confidence and charm, Fangran was in a daze for a moment, but then he nodded and said:

"Yeah, that's good, I have to leave too, otherwise when this dark six rays disappears, I will be discovered by a certain ancestor."

A true conversation like a friend, Veronica smiled at him:

"By the way, do you really not want to consider my proposal? Otherwise, I can let you be my fiancé."

"Oh, please spare me."

We are not from the same world, okay? Fangran thought as he rolled his eyes, then activated the abilities of a few cards again and left the room.

In the luxurious room where the power was cut off, only Veronica and Orson were left this time.

Looking at the moonlight shining in from the window and the old man with a silver beard, Orson finally couldn't help but say:

"Master, isn't that the scepter that symbolizes Master O'Brien's status? Is it okay to give it to him?"

Veronica, who held her cheeks up, heard her loyal servant's question, smiled lightly, then looked at the crescent moon outside the window and answered:

"Well, it doesn't matter."

In my mind, I thought about the night pearl swaying, pirates invading, and the ball hall tilting, the angry young man who instinctively hugged himself to protect him, and yelled into the communicator unwilling to retreat.

She slowly raised the corners of her mouth.