The 8th Atlantic Andalusian Music Festival will be held in the port city of Suwei, Moses. This music event will attract nearly 100,000 audiences...

The car drove through the colorful city, and the Arabs on the roadside responded to this grand festival with music and dance.

Compared to the prosperity on the street, Fu Lingjiang did not intend to get off the car and play. He booked tickets for the evening and the most professional orchestra and musicians performed this audio-visual feast.

It was simple to know that it was not so easy. She tilted the car window and looked at the exotic scenery outside, thinking, if she just called for help from the people outside and made a terrified expression, would they call the police or save her?

Fu Lingjiang beside him looked at Jian's pitiful back, his eyes darkened, and he asked, "Want to go out?"

He simply responded and replied softly.

Fu Lingjiang gently pulled a light curve to the corner of his mouth, and then spoke to Alfonso in the driver's seat:

“Find a parking space.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was not only a little surprised, but even Alfonso didn't understand.

But he did it anyway.

Alfonso looked through the rearview mirror and looked at the back seat with a happy simplicity. His eyes moved to her and Fu Lingjiang who had been looking at her, and his eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

A few minutes later, Alfonso found a hotel parking space. He couldn't wait to open the door and get out of the car, but Fu Lingjiang shouted:

"I can go out, but I must hold my hand and not be half a meter away from me."

The smile on the corner of the simple mouth suddenly restrained and turned around in anger: "Why don't you just tie a dog leash around my neck?"

Fu Lingjiang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought: "I have good opinions, so I can adopt them."

Simple:"……"

Then, Jian had to let Fu Lingjiang hold her hand and get out of the car.

As soon as he got off the car, he ran away simply, but Fu Lingjiang pulled him back with force...

Smiling simply and embarrassedly: "Just kidding."

Fu Lingjiang had a smile at the end of his eyes, and his simple eyes were filled with tenderness and even doting that neither of them noticed.

Walking on the street aimlessly, no matter how good the music in her ears sounds, it will not catch her eyes.

She is now thinking about how to escape later...

Fu Lingjiang was completely led by simple steps. He lowered his eyes and looked at the two of them tightly clenched hands, feeling the temperature in their palms. It felt very good.

Alfonso followed them, took out his cell phones from time to time and took a photo, and acted as a photographer for two people throughout the whole process.

Then, I simply ran into a snack bar, took an ice cream, and thought in a mess...

Before she could eat the ice cream on her hand, she suddenly covered her stomach and said she wanted to have diarrhea. Fu Lingjiang didn't expose her exaggerated acting skills, took her to a public bathroom and let her go.

I took a brief glance at the environment of the women's bathroom and instantly locked on a small ventilation window about two meters above the ground.

She stood under the window and calculated that she could barely let her wear it out, but how to climb it was a problem...

The closest compartment to the window, if the partition board can withstand its weight, you can give it a try

However, the compartment was occupied, so I had to find another way.

She put her idea into a utility room in the toilet, took out some mop buckets and the like, and put them under the window. After stepping on it, her fingers could reach the window wall, but the height was not enough. The main reason was that there were tiles on the wall, so her hands and feet were not strong enough, which was very troublesome...

Just take it simple, take it back and take it all the useful ones...

The women who came in to the bathroom looked at the simplicity of climbing the windows strangely. They couldn't figure out how anyone would put a good door and not walk to climb the windows?

I simply supported the sudden wall with both hands and supported it hard, and half of my head was already poked out of the window.

But what made simple despair was that Fu Lingjiang was standing under the wall?

Fu Lingjiang looked up at the simplicity of the window, and gently curled his lips: "Do you think the scenery here is very good?"

Simple:"……"

The scenery is beautiful when you go!

Simply glared at Fu Lingjiang under the wall and shrank back in shame.

...

Afterwards, Fu Lingjiang took her to a restaurant, and naturally sat aside because the two of them were holding hands tightly.

The restaurant also has metal jazz, just like this enthusiastic area, full of vitality.

Perhaps because of the music festival and lunch time, there are many people eating at this time. With the high-end consumption in the restaurant, there are men and women who eat gracefully everywhere.

After serving, Fu Lingjiang had to let go of her right hand and simply thought, as long as she stood up and shouted for help later, then ran away. Even if Alfonso came up to chase her, she would have great hope of running away...

Just as he was thinking about it and preparing to implement the action, Fu Lingjiang, who was using a knife and fork beside him, suddenly spoke out:

"Your mother knows guqin and tea ceremony. Why don't you look like a woman like her at all?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi suddenly ran away. He stood up and grabbed Fu Lingjiang beside him. He raised his hand and punched Fu Lingjiang off guard.

Alfonso, who was standing beside him, immediately reacted and grabbed the simple wrist that he wanted to attack again...

It seemed as if she was suddenly touched by Ni Lin. She ignored Alfonso who was holding her beside her and tried hard to lean towards Fu Lingjiang, staring at him fiercely:

"Fu Lingjiang, you're a fucking bastard!"

At this time, he mentioned her mother to her, just because he wanted to use her mother to threaten her and control her attempt to escape!

Or is her mother already controlled by Fu Lingjiang?

This simple behavior attracted the attention of guests who were dining in the entire restaurant. Even the restaurant manager hurried forward and asked in English:

"Do you guys have any help?"

The anger in simple chest was suppressed, and he glanced at the respectful manager beside him, and stopped making any more noise.

The meal naturally ended like this. I simply returned to the car and had no thoughts on the concert connected. I lay directly on the back seat, silent and without making any sound.

Fu Lingjiang looked at the simplicity of her eyes closed in the back seat with some complexity. He knew that she cared about her mother very much. At the beginning, she did use her mother to restrain her, but now, is he wrong?

Fu Lingjiang sat in the passenger seat and asked Alfonso to drive back to the villa.

...

Just go back to the room, slam the door, and close it heavily to vent your suppressed anger.

Fu Lingjiang stood at the door, lowered his eyes, and his mood became very bad.

He originally just wanted to take her out and make her happy...

After standing for a long time, Fu Lingjiang took a step and went to the next study room.

....

Then, Alfonso came in with a cup of tea, looked at Fu Lingjiang, who was flipping through the photos he took today, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

He was in prison for three months last time, and this time, even if there was another time, she couldn't guarantee that Gu Jiu wouldn't do anything to him.

Fu Lingjiang stood up from the ground, looked at his simple back, and his breathing was a little disordered: "I will send you back in a few days."

Despite this, the anger in simple chest did not dissipate, and she would no longer believe his words.

Afterwards, I didn’t know whether it was because of my emotions, so I ate two bites of supper and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

At around ten o'clock, Fu Lingjiang took Jian on the helicopter and left Morocco.

...

It took more than ten hours of flight time, and the helicopter landed in the garden of Villa Hayway, a villa in the garden at the Haywayside in the UK time.

I didn't expect that he would take her back to the UK.

Just looking at Carlos Heverside sitting on the sofa in front of her, the eighth Duke of Westminter who she had only seen once on the media page.

Carlos is sixty years old, and the white man seems to look older than Asians. His gray-green pupils are a little turbid, and his whole body exudes the solemnity that an elder should have, but he does not have the airs of a duke.

Carlos picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and spoke kindly: "You young people may like coffee drinks, but I can't get used to it. Try it, if you don't like it, let the servant change you something else."

Simple was slightly stunned and said thank you politely, then picked up the teacup on the table, feeling a little confused.

Fu Lingjiang once said that he wanted to get the spade because he wanted to go against his father. If she asked Carlos Heverside in front of her now, would the situation turn around and be beneficial to her?

In this way, is it considered to be against Fu Lingjiang?
Chapter completed!