When the car stopped in front of the last villa, this villa was different from the previous one, or should be said to be a castle, luxurious, grand, unique, and shimmering with golden luster.
At that moment, Man Ningning thought she had entered the realm of kings.
Only those who are kings in memory can have golden rights, which symbolizes nobility that no one can compare with.
"Master."
A middle-aged woman wearing a black suit came out and opened the car door respectfully.
Young Master Yang got out of the car gracefully, and just as the middle-aged woman closed the car door, she was stunned for a moment, as if she never thought that the young master actually brought a woman back.
In other words, the young master never brings any woman to this villa, unless it is the young master's fiancée--Miss Sofina. "Sister Wu, ask someone to prepare some hot water."
He ordered calmly, walked to the opposite car door, opened it, and found the woman inside staring at him with a wary expression.
Suddenly it felt a little funny.
"Don't worry, I said I won't eat you. What are you worried about? Besides, other people have what you have in this woman." He smiled faintly, as if he was mocking the woman's vigilance, "What are you talking about?"
Can you pay more attention?" Man Ningning stared at the smile on his face, a little annoyed.
"What should you pay attention to? Does everything I say need to be approved by you first? Besides, you haven't thanked me for what happened just now? If it weren't for me, I'm afraid you would still be in the same place now," he said
After that, he leaned down, stretched out his hands and hugged the woman in the car.
He was right, if he hadn't come to the rescue just now, she might still be struggling there herself.
In fact, she wanted to call Junyun as soon as possible. But he was still in England, and she really didn't want him to worry about her. He should be back soon.
"Master."
On both sides of the door stood a row of maids in pink skirts, shouting respectfully.
Man Ningning leaned into his arms, her face slightly red. She obviously wanted to distance herself, but his strength always made her cling to him invisibly.
The luxurious hall is dazzling, with top-grade crystal lamps hanging from the huge diamond-shaped ceiling, emitting its own light.
In the middle of the hall is a high-end black leather sofa, and placed under the sofa is a high-end Persian carpet with a wolf head painted on it.
He walked straight to the leather sofa and put down the woman in his arms.
"Sister Wu, please take a look at her, she may have sprained her foot." Yang Shao glanced at the middle-aged woman standing behind him.
"Yes."
Sister Wu responded, walked forward and squatted on the carpet, touched Man Ningning's feet skillfully, looked at Man Ningning lightly, and asked with a smile: "Miss, what kind of food do you usually like to eat?
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Man Ningning was puzzled, wasn't it the foot that should be treated? Why did you suddenly ask such a question?
Even so, she still said politely: "I usually like to eat Kung Pao Chicken."
As soon as the last word was finished, there was a clear "click" sound. After a moment of pain, Man Ningning understood what she meant.
Only in this way can you distract yourself.
"How's it going? Are you feeling better?" Sister Wu asked softly.
Man Ningning moved her feet.
Sure enough, from the initial nervousness to the momentary pain, I feel much better now.
"Well, it's really cruel."
Man Ningning looked at Sister Wu with a smile, and just when she was about to say thank you, she was held in Young Master's arms again.
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
Man Ningning exclaimed, stretched out her hand to push the man in front of her away, only to see him smile coldly, "Why are you so excited? I just want to take you back to the room and let the servants take care of you to take a bath."
bath?
"No, why should I wash if I'm not dirty?" Man Ningning hit him hard on the chest with full force.
"Why are you such a restless woman?"
He endured it, went upstairs and walked straight into a guest room. It was very clean, with a large bed in the middle, and there were several maids running hot water in the bathroom.
There is a light mist filling the air, and you can see the petals floating faintly in the bathtub.
"Please take good care of her and take a bath." He threw her on the bed. His move was not brutal, but it was not gentle either. Man Ningning fell on the bed, and her long hair stuck to her lips with the move.
Young Master Yang glanced at it, his blue pupils glowing with light, and a sly smile appeared on his lips, "Just take a good wash."
When the door closed, a maid came up and said respectfully: "Miss, let me help you get up."
Man Ningning glanced at the figure who was leaving, then her eyes fell on the maid, and she smiled faintly, "Thank you."
The mist in the bathroom was rising, and there was a faint scent of roses in the air. Man Ningning looked at the maids standing nearby and smiled awkwardly, "Can you guys... go out first?"
Is she really not used to others taking a bath for her?
What comes to mind is what Mr. Yang said: "Everyone else has what you have."