My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 002 Let's go to Shiveport Purr!

The motorcycle pulled over under a tree not far from the gate of the elementary school.

Annette sat on the motorcycle with one long and straight leg supporting against the ground, and took off the helmet, letting her black hair cascade over her shoulders.

She narrowed her eyes to see the gate clearly, where there was a crowd of parents waiting for I their kids.

Still ten minutes before Wancy finished his class.

A faint trace of impatience appeared in Annette’s eyes.

She flapped her backpack to the front.

Unzipped, the black backpack revealed its messy inside.

A laptop, a replica gun, a mechanical watch, three phones, two big ones and one small one.

A palm-sized roll of black cloth, a long metal box, a metal lighter, a pack of cigarettes and some lollipops.

All together they did have quite some weight.

Annette took out one of the phones.

Tens of unread messages popped out from an app.

Having noticed one of them, she raised her eyebrows, with a light smile going wild.

A black limousine came to halt slowly at the opposite side of the road.

"Young master, here it is."

Said the driver.

The car window at the right hand side slid down.

Sitting at the back of the limousine was a man in a black shirt, long legs overlapped.

window casually, with a cigarette between the fingers which were

as well as the clamorous crowd of

me the person I am after

eyes, well-chiseled chin and

driver scratched the back of his

crowd would only be the last person in the world that they were

here is the very place where

figured

face turned

"When was it?"

"Just ten minutes ago."

The driver replied.

glancing over the place

a girl sitting on the

long hair flew in the air,

could be an angel from the

bracelet around her wrist, in particular,

big and loose to give

He looked back inside the car and asked, "how long

one minute." The

on the

bring me here when it lasted only less

"My bad, master."

lowered his

young man took a puff at his cigarette and extinguished it in

Town and my staffs will keep

boy, aged around seven or eight, was the first one to rush

as he spotted Annette, whom he immediately ran toward.His curly hair had been blown into a mess by the wind.He couldn't

"Annette!"

out

the phone and caught the sight of Wancy who was bolting toward

rid of