Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 990: Escape from Danger (Part 1)
The figure that flashed out from the door habitually carried a black medical kit. Upon seeing Gu Nuan, he immediately crouched down and said, "Mrs. Xiao—"
What perfect timing. Gu Nuan thought, yet it seemed inevitable. It was she who instructed Tang Sili to keep a close watch on Ou Yanan. Tang Sili was able to track Ou Yanan’s movements, just as Ou Chunhua could track his son’s.
The eerie thing was—how did Ou Yanan find her?
Is he really her brother?
Tang Sili quickly scanned her over, meanwhile spotting Ou Yanan and Ou Chunhua just less than a meter away.
Seeing his student covered in blood certainly shocked him.
Ou Yanan saw him arrive and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. In stark contrast, Ou Chunhua’s face showed a menacing look directed at Tang Sili.
Tang Sili intended to act oblivious, preparing to open the medical kit for Gu Nuan’s treatment. Suddenly, the sensation of a cold wind swept past his back, and instantly his body froze, unable to move.
A red dot appeared, locked onto the back of his head.
Anyone could see that it was the sight of a gun.
At any moment, a bang could send this person’s soul to oblivion.
Tang Sili, with his gloves barely on, dropped the gauze he was holding and slowly raised his hands.
Soon, from both the left and right, two teams approached, creating an encirclement that trapped them firmly in the center, making escape impossible.
Ou Yanan’s breathing became rapid.
Ou Chunhua almost wanted to laugh out loud. She dusted off her clothes, stood up, and presented the elegance of a wealthy lady, lightly brushing away the bangs that had just fallen over her forehead, as if nothing had happened.
"Mr. Rogers." Ou Chunhua smiled sweetly at the man who walked over from the right.
Rogers, the originator and organizer of the Moncarotey business gala, an event held annually with a bit of history, the true mastermind behind the scenes.
Gu Nuan squinted her eyes at the foreign man with silver hair.
He wore a silver-gray tailcoat, tied with a beautiful plaid blue tie, and had black handmade leather shoes on his feet, which appeared large, making the shoes seem larger than those of the average person. It seemed, someone gave this man a nickname, "Big-footed Duck."
No matter the circumstance, this man, locally, in Luxembourg, and throughout the investment sector, became renowned because of the Moncarotey business gala.
Furthermore, he should be a key figure behind multiple private banks in Luxembourg and those directly collaborating with the Moncarotey business gala.
Gu Nuan noticed the eyes of this foreign, elderly man, which were gray, somewhat deep and obscure. Compared to Melissa’s jewel-like eyes inherited from noble genes, this man’s eyes are quite unattractive among foreigners.
Not judging by appearance, but as the Chinese saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul.
Rogers suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously.
He had seen something—this little woman dared to show him, Rogers, a disdain that echoed in the depths of her eyes, toward him, the famous global finance investor.
How dare this woman despise him, Rogers?
No matter the age, experience, the capital behind him, or—his background—
