Yuwen Jing lowered his head to look at Chen Meng'er, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. A hint of indulgence flashed across his cold eyes, but it was immediately drowned by regret. He regretted that he let Meng'er accompany him just because he wanted to, he should not have neglected the chaotic internal strife on the British side. Only then did it involve the girl whom he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.
Yuwen Jing raised his head and looked. The car in front of their car was no longer the same car. In other words, his bodyguards had long been shaken off by George Kronbo's men.
Yuwen Jing looked at Chen Meng'er's sleeping face. He could not help but reach out and gently pinch Chen Meng'er's face. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "If you want me to be a guest of your family, that's fine. However, you have to put her down first. This is a conflict between us. It has nothing to do with an outsider like her."
