Just like that, Long Yun just was thinking casually.

His thoughts were lingering in his mind, but Long Yun didn't notice at all what strange effect this strong consciousness activity would have again.

The invisible and invisible conscious activity pierced Donaldson's mind like a winding current; just as he had noticed it, the consciousness had penetrated into his mind like mercury, and it changed his thoughts without leaving a trace.

The thoughts were lightning, and in a flash; it seemed like a tremor all over his body, and Donald's pupils dissipated for a moment without anyone's notice, and then he breathed a sigh of relief as usual.

I don’t know what happened, but the troubles that had caused him a headache just now suddenly seemed to have disappeared without a trace; sitting at the drunken night cocktail party scene, it seemed that he was infected by such an environment, and he is now particularly attached to Singapore, a paradise-like country.

Thinking about the strict gun control here, the pretty good tax rate, and the incomparable sunshine coast all made him feel a strong sense of identity and nostalgia from the bottom of his heart.

Ah, that kind of thing, let's forget it.

After all, those documents were originally shameful; compared with the leisurely life now, what can two million be like?

If you lose the temptation, won’t you get nothing?

No one noticed that in just a moment, the slightly fat bald man's face was already very different.

Driven by such thoughts, Donald stood up as if no one was around, politely bid farewell to those present, and then pulled the so-called wife away from the table. He hadn't read much of the documents since he bought them. Now he suddenly realized that these things actually did not belong to him. He just wanted to go home and take a look at them for a souvenir.

"Hey, Donald? Why are you leaving?"

Several Westerners here find it a bit strange, but they call him twice without any response.

"What's wrong with him? Are you drunk?"

"Forget it, - Sanders, let's continue to listen to you telling your aviation story!" A young man present greeted.

A young man named Sanders was dressed in a casual outfit and was holding a wide-brimmed hat. At this time, when he heard someone greeting, he took a big sip of beer and continued to talk to the audience around him. This young college student who came to vacation from the United States was not only extroverted but also ostentatious:

"Ha, if we talk about our team, it is also quite famous in North America; next year's Ift, I'm personally very prepared to challenge it!" Putting the hat on the chair next to it, Sanders wanted to introduce his experience to the audience, but was supported by his uncle who was afraid of his shoulders. "Young man, go over there and talk to the young girl! We have something to talk about, haha."

Isn't it? I was a little dissatisfied when I saw Black who came with him. The middle-aged men and women here nodded in agreement. They had been listening to these two people talking about aviation competition for a long time. Now they just want to talk about the stock market, football and family matters they really care about.

He looked at his uncle helplessly, and Sanders took the hat awkwardly and held it on his head, then stood up and left with Black with his glass.

On the surface, he was a little dissatisfied, but in fact he was waiting for this sentence; it was indeed boring to sit with these elders. Now, of course he pretended to be helpless, but in fact he was quickly leaving as if he had been amnesty.

There are so many young girls here, why should I get involved with those dull guys?

After walking around the pool for a half-way circle, Sanders' eyes dripped around, and stopped for a moment when he saw the figure at the white dining table next to him. The girls who were chatting were quite good, especially the one in a crimson long dress, which was worth talking to at first glance!

"Let's go, Black, let's go there and sit!"

On the other side of the swimming pool, he noticed that Donald suddenly stood up and left with a woman. He knew that they were a couple. Although Long Yun felt it was a little strange, he was too lazy to use his consciousness to spy on the situation.

Maybe it was because of the literature that I was restless and had no time to play here!

Since there was no threat around, Long Yun simply poured himself and drank leisurely and enjoyed this rare leisure time. After a while, he saw Shangguan Ling walking towards him, so he raised his glass and smiled at her.

Seeing Long Yun's appearance, she probably felt that he was a little bored. Shangguan Ling felt that this was a bit inappropriate, so she came to Long Yun and sat down.

"Long Yun, why are you sitting here? Do you feel a little bored?"

"No, but I'm not familiar with the circle here at all. Besides, you have to be careful of your safety, right?"

"You are really good at joking. This is a tourist, so what are the safety issues?"

Looking up at Shangguan Ling's delicate face and beautiful figure under his tight skirt, Long Yun did not answer immediately; he inadvertently looked around the tables, talking and laughing, and soon knew what these people were thinking.

Although on the surface, everyone talks and laughs, and looks polite, the thoughts flowing deep in their hearts are not as elegant as theirs.

Without focusing on exploring, Long Yun noticed that there were already people around him having Shangguan Ling’s idea: the handsome young man with blond hair, who was lying on the bench by the pool, had his hands on the waist of the female companion next to him, but his mind was already attracted by Shangguan Ling’s outstanding appearance.

Not only that, he clearly wanted to use excuses to chat with him, and then see if he could hook up with this hot girl and have some dirty things like one-night stands.

It would be fine if I said this. Since he was a protective person for a girl like Shangguan Ling, Long Yun has long been accustomed to this idea. Now he is the South American businessman with a mustache on the table next to him: This man is showing typical symptoms of paranoid inside, and is thinking about how to chat with the beauties in the crimson long skirt, and then find an opportunity to use hallucinogenic drugs in his pocket.

Long Yun felt very disdainful of such an extremely shameless and completely impossible to achieve evil thoughts, but he could only helplessly. After all, thinking about it does not mean that he will do it; according to the current legal system, he can only be wary of it and cannot be punished.

If this is not the case, then he would have to teach a few people a lesson almost every day. Wouldn't he cause a lot of trouble for him and Ling?

"People's hearts are unpredictable, I think it's better to be careful."
Chapter completed!