Young Miss's boyfriend

The sudden arrival of Arsen.

It's Arsen! Yang had just come and was stunned when he saw a beautiful figure coming out of the police station. He got out of the car and saw a red sports car parked not far from his car. Stepping over, he could see the white girl was walking slowly like she was waiting for someone.

"What's he doing here?" ask slowly to yourself.

Angel just stepped out of the police station. His steps were deliberately slow as he waited for Neandro to come out. Amidst the cool afternoon atmosphere in the city of Alaska, with the sky view starting to dim, the skin looks white and it creates a beautiful view.

Waiting, he leaned against the wall of the office and lowered his head. Play his legs by swinging and scavenging the floor under his feet. It was as if there was something he would get from there. In his mind, he could not help but be relieved. And he's gonna take Neandro home to his uncle. Then look, the little family will be happy.

Without a smile on his lips. If he knew he could do a lot in the past to please his parents and family, then he would do it without waiting. But in fact he is entangled in a world he thinks has always been good to him. The love that he thought would make him happy, turned out to make him meet the hell of the world. Really sliced.

"Mother, are you living well?" he said very shrewdly. Obviously as Xin Narra she missed both her parents.

He remembered, disappointed in his father and mother. Then the slap he received. It felt like it had only happened a few days ago, and he couldn't help but feel a deep-seated sense of regret. Can't even believe it's over. He died, and the owner of this body died as well. Only, he's not completely dead. Instead of being born again to be an Angel.

"Angel, man,"

Angel knitted both of her brows as a foreign voice sounded. He looked up slowly and then looked straight to the side.

"Good thing, I don't misunderstand people" Arsen said coldly. He could see a look of shock in the sparkling black eyes. It was very thick and beautiful when it looked harmonious with pale white skin.

"Ar-sen," said Angel stunned. He had not expected to meet this cold man at the police station.

Same with Arsen. He saw a confused look on Angel's face and couldn't help but notice. Clearly, this girl before him was a dull girl one day ago. And now, this girl is transformed into a beautiful fairy who likes to be alone.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

Ask them simultaneously. Then the two went back to silence. Clearly visible, there was an awkward atmosphere between the two of them.

"What are you doing here?" reiterate Arsen slowly repeating the same question.

Angel turned to the door of the police station and raised her two shoulders. "Waiting for someone."

Then a cold glint flashed in Arsen's eyes. Angel's answer was not good in her eyes. This is a police station and this girl is waiting for someone. Isn't that not good news? "Did you throw a tantrum?" his thought referred to Angel's careless habits.

Angel frowned again. He looked at Arsen not understanding. "What do you mean?"

Arsen did not reply, in his eyes this girl was obviously careless and a pestilent. He wouldn't have bothered to get close to or get to know the girl in front of him if his father hadn't ordered him yesterday.

"I don't" said Angel again. Looking at the silent Arsen, he knew, that in the eyes of this man he was very bad. "You, yourself, why are you here?"

"I'm a lawyer" replied Arsen straightforwardly.  Without explaining that he's here on business.

"Oh," said Angel not interested. He just found out that Arsen is also a lawyer. But somehow he was not at all interested in knowing more.

"Angel," called Neandro suddenly. He's well dressed. And it turns out it was the set of clothes that Angel bought for her. After trying on the clothes he first used while being held was no longer suitable for his body. He decides to accept the clothes Angel left him through a policeman. The clothes are very relaxed. Only knee-length short jeans with a black t-shirt as the top. Makes him look a little handsome and relaxed.

Angel and Arsen looked at each other at the same time. Angel smiled and wordlessly left Arsen. As for Arsen, his gaze narrowed as he looked at the foreign face that was looking at him firmly. As if he did not like his presence and was warning him with words like this.

Don't go near my girl or talk to her!

"What'sthis? Does she have another lover?" the question is more like a statement. Then a look of disdain seemed to flash across his eyes. He did not expect that the innocent girl had the guts to be a cheap woman.

As Angel walked, Neandro's gaze could not be separated from Arsen. He decided his gaze when his cousin's light voice sounded.

"Look good when you wear it,"

Neandro knew it was referring to the clothes he was wearing. " Your taste isn't bad" he said, retaliating.

"Let's go home, uncle will be very surprised to see you come home,"

Angel led the way and let Neandro follow him. He had no idea that Neandro was watching him right now. The man was clear, once again judging his performance and shook his head.

"Are you really my cousin?" then he asked unconsciously.

Angel seemed uninterested in Neandro's question. "Do you really wish I was dead?"

Neandro laughed a little. No, he just found out that his cousin is now so good at saying words. But he was then stunned when he saw the red sports car in front of him and his cousin had gotten into the car.

"You didn't go up? I can leave you if you want to" Angel scolded.

Neandro's silent. But he stepped up and entered the car. Sitting next to Angel and the car drove smooth.

"New car?"

Angel nodded. "My old car was destroyed in an accident."

Neandro did not answer and was stunned. He had no idea that his cousin's car choices had changed, too. He knew that the car he was riding in was not cheap. It costs almost two million dollars. And this girl beside him bought as if it was no big deal.

***

Meanwhile, in Ted Stevens Anchorage it looks very crowded. At Alaska's international airport, a man in a casual dress was walking around enjoying his solitude. His brown eyes swept over each side of the airport and his steps became increasingly light.

He is Axenio. Clearly, his sudden arrival without planning left his subordinates unaware of his arrival. But that's what he needs. He stopped a taxi and headed straight to one of his apartments. Just as he entered his apartment, his cell phone rang. Without much thought, he already knew that it was his subordinate.

"Sir, the elders want you to come back to Alaska soon,"

Axenio threw his phone to a sofa. He said slowly. "Say I'll be home in three months."

"But Sir," said his subordinate objected.

"I'm paralyzed!" cold press. Obviously, it was a lie just to avoid his grandparents. "Then, what about my future wife? Did you find him?"

"Master, I think it's a little-"

"Since when can you give your opinion?" axenio asked coldly.

"I understand sir," said the voice at the other end sounding desperate.