"I think Cisco has quite a mind of her own and likes to interfere a lot. Being your boyfriend must not be easy!"

Lily nestled in Allen's arms like a delicate little bird and made those typical two-faced remarks.

Sure enough, Allen raised his eyebrows and held the woman in his arms a little tighter.

With his male chauvinism, he would never allow himself to lose face in front of his childhood friend.

"Does she dare to control me?"

"Humph, she'll have to agree whether she likes it or not. I'll take care of you tonight and let her reflect on herself alone."

"Wow, Allen, I didn't expect you to be so manly."

"Of course..."

Hearing the two of them talking without restraint, the last bit of affection in Cisco's eyes disappeared.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

Without any hesitation, she dragged her suitcase into the elevator.

"Allen, the elevator is here."

In an extremely good mood, Lily pulled Allen's arm and looked at the elevator that Cisco had just entered.

Seeing Allen struggling a bit, Cisco smiled slightly. While pressing the close button, she kicked the other suitcase with her foot.

"Fuck!"

Seeing his suitcase being violently kicked out of the elevator, the wheels sliding along the smooth floor and "whooshing" towards the other side of the hotel, Allen roared loudly in anger.

How dare she treat him like this!

Allen forgot that he was still holding someone. He clenched his fists and waved them in the air menacingly.

Lily only felt the hand supporting her suddenly loosen, and the scenery in front of her swayed.

The next second, a sharp pain hit her buttocks and feet.

Apparently, she had a close encounter with the marble floor of the hotel.

"Ah!"

She screamed, anger appearing on her face as she glared fiercely at the person in the elevator.

Cisco wasn't affected at all. Seeing the two of them in such a mess, she was in a great mood.

"Bye-bye~"

In the last second before the elevator door closed, she even waved to them considerately.

Lily gritted her teeth tightly, filled with hatred in her heart.

In the past seven years, this Cisco had always been at her mercy.

But why did she dare to do such a thing today?

Did she still want Allen to marry her?

When the two of them finally managed to open the door of the couple's room in a rather狼狈 manner, Cisco walked by slowly.

Allen was panting and carried Lily to the bed.

The high-end custom-made shirt he was wearing was now full of wrinkles.

This made him, who had a bit of an obsessive-compulsive disorder, frown with dissatisfaction.

At first, he didn't notice the figure. But when she walked closer, Allen's pupils constricted.

Cisco had changed out of the cheap dress he had bought casually and was now wearing a long floral off-the-shoulder dress.

The ponytail that was usually tied up high was now hanging loosely beside her shoulders, making her look sweet and gentle.

Her fair shoulders, against the backdrop of her black hair, were shimmering with a delicate glow.

Allen's eyes lit up. He had never seen Cisco dressed like this before.

Usually, she always dressed like a nun, prim and dull.

He was just about to step forward and hold Cisco's delicate little hand when a strong force came from his waist.

"Allen, I got hurt because of you. You have to help me put on the bikini..."

Lily wrapped her arms tightly around him, not allowing him to leave.

Cisco's state of mind had already become calm, and the love in her eyes had long faded away, leaving only clarity.

"Take good care of her. I'm going out to have fun on my own."

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "take care" and then turned around and left gracefully.

The floral long dress fluttered as she walked, and her slender and graceful figure left Allen stunned.

Seeing Allen looking so infatuated, Lily's anger flared up again.

The nails around the man's waist couldn't help but dig into his soft flesh.

"Bitch!"

She shouted in her heart, her face distorted with rage.

"Hiss, what are you doing?"

Feeling a sharp pain in his waist, Allen stopped being gentle and threw the woman's hand away.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Lily realized what she had done and quickly apologized.

She just looked at Allen with tears in her eyes.

"I'm just worried about you, Allen..."

Just as she was about to say something bad about Cisco again, a terrifying cold light flashed in Allen's eyes.

She shrank her neck and didn't dare to sow discord anymore. She just sobbed softly, trying to arouse the man's protective instinct.

Allen impatiently tugged at his blond hair and looked away.

He pulled open the collar of his shirt and went into the bathroom.

He was too distracted by Cisco's appearance just now. A fire had been lit in his lower abdomen, and he felt unbearably hot and restless.

Seeing that Allen, because of that woman, had ignored her for the first time ever, Lily bit her lip, hatred in her eyes.

She endured the sharp pain in her body, opened her luggage, and several colorful bikinis with hardly any fabric appeared in front of her.

She took off her suspenders, picked up a bikini, her eyes flickering, and a smile curling up at the corners of her mouth.

"Allen, you must be mine!"

By the side of a small island in Malaysia, a yacht was speeding along.

It left a long white trail in the water behind it. Amid the surging waves, the trail soon disappeared without a trace.

Since Christmas was approaching, Malaysia, which was already a popular tourist destination, became even more lively.

Locals, Southeast Asians, Caucasians, Blacks...

Countless people were enjoying the beauty here.

The yacht, which had been shooting forward like an arrow leaving the bow, gradually slowed down over time.

On the shore, a tall and thin man in a floral shirt was looking around restlessly.

He had been holding a cheap and low-quality cigarette between his fingertips, taking a puff from time to time.

Seeing the yacht docking at the shore, the tall and thin man tensed up suddenly. His small eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out with his foot.

Following his gaze, several burly men in black suits and sunglasses walked out of the yacht in an orderly manner.

The black-clothed bodyguards lined up, their hands all resting on their waists. In just an instant, the cold glint of Colt pistols emerged.

A pair of Berluti men's shoes, shiny black, stepped on the gravel road, and an air of superiority began to spread around.

He was six feet three inches tall, with bulging muscles all over his body. His thin face had a sharp jawline that looked rather cold.

With an exquisite Southeast Asian face, a high-bridged nose, and a fair bone structure combined with mixed-race features, he had once attracted countless women.

As his gaze swept over, Bin, the tall and thin man, felt his heart skip a beat. His foot that was stamping on the cigarette butt went weak, and he cowardly withdrew it.

"Is this the boss of the East District Mafia just now?"

"The aura is really extraordinary. What a pity..."

Bin quickly bent down, with a cautious look on his face.

"Please follow me. Our boss, Lauren, has been waiting for you for a long time."

Orson withdrew his gaze and took out a blue silk handkerchief from the pocket of his blue shirt.

His slender fingers twisted the silk handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"Master..." Malon, who was also tall beside him, was scanning the surroundings, holding an AR-15 in his hand, his eyes sharp.

"Malon, don't be so nervous."

Orson chuckled. "Uncle Lauren was our family's most capable supplier before..."

There was laughter in his words, but only those who were familiar with Orson knew that this was a sign of extreme danger.

"Then lead the way."

He casually threw the silk handkerchief aside, looking aloof, noble, and at ease.