Late at night, a black Rolls-Royce sedan slowly drove into a baroque-style manor. The sycamore trees on both sides of the road were towering and dense, and the dim yellow street lights gave off a strange and cold atmosphere.
"Master, Miss, we're here!" The driver parked the car at the gate of one of the villas and spoke respectfully to the back seat.
An Caijia looked at the luxurious manor in front of her through the glass window, and felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. Next to her, Huo Diyao, whose eyes had been slightly closed, slowly opened his black eyes, turned his head, and raised his sexy thin lips, "Okay
Come on, let’s get off the car!”
"Okay!" An Caijia nodded and followed him step by step.
When he opened the door, his eyes suddenly opened up. There were two rows of maids and servants in black uniforms standing at the door. When they saw Huo Di Yao entering, they immediately bowed down respectfully, "Master, okay! Congratulations, Miss, on your return home!"
An Caijia stared at the luxurious scene in front of her with wide eyes. She was definitely no less shocked than she was when she returned to An's home on the first day from the countryside. However, this place was definitely several times bigger than An's home, and the decoration and furnishings inside were much larger than those of An's home.
A home is dozens of times more luxurious.
When she thought that everything here originally belonged to Han Nuannuan, An Caijia's hatred for her grew even more. She hated Han Nuannuan's good life, and her good life only served as a foil to her own misery.
, when she thought of this, a coldness flashed across her eyes.
"Master, I'm already waiting for you in the study!" A white-haired old man in a black suit came forward and bowed respectfully in front of Huo Di Yao.
Huo Di Yao's dark eyes were intense, and he nodded gently, "Okay." After saying that, he turned around and looked at An Caijia, "Caijia, I will take you up to meet someone!"
Looking at his unpredictable and stern face, An Caijia responded obediently, "Okay, brother!"
Stepping onto the solid wood spiral staircase, An Caijia discovered that famous oil paintings were hung along the walls of the staircase. The abstract paintings with eye-catching colors gave off a strange and cold atmosphere, and she couldn't help but feel her heart suffocate.
Huo Di Yao led her behind the old housekeeper, and finally stopped in front of a brown wooden door.
The old housekeeper carefully unscrewed the door handle, stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Master, Miss, please!" Huo Di Yao nodded, motioning An Caijia to follow him with his eyes, and then walked in with a steady pace.
This study room is ridiculously big. There are rows of bookshelves in the room with all kinds of books on them, as well as some valuable antiques. The dark tones cast the whole room in a gloomy light, which makes the room feel gloomy.
People become inexplicably depressed.
After Huo Di Yao stepped into this room, his whole person became more reserved and cold. His thick eyebrows were slightly twisted and he stopped in front of the desk. Turning his head slightly, he saw a trace of An Caijia's face.
Afraid, her thin lips curled up slightly, "Caijia, don't be afraid!"
"Yes." An Caijia secretly took a deep breath and tried to get rid of the haze in her heart. Although this place was strange and strange, she believed that Huo Di Yao, who had finally found her sister, would not hurt her!
Just as they were thinking, the sound of rolling wheels suddenly came from the quiet room. An Caijia was just wondering when he saw an old man rolling a wheelchair slowly appearing in front of them from inside.
The old man looks to be in his seventies, with gray hair and a long green beard. Although his cheeks are full of wrinkles, he has a pair of sharp black eyes, and the intimidation and sinister look in his eyes are intimidating.
Huo Sijue stopped turning the wheelchair, raised his black eyes, glanced at An Caijia past Huo Di Yao, and raised his thick eyebrows, "Yao, is she Xinwei?"
Huo Di Yao leaned forward respectfully, "Yes, foster father!"
Foster father?!
An Caijia looked at Moston, who was acting poorly in front of her, and a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes. She heard from Juesha that Huo Diyao had led M-G to become famous and occupy a place in the organization in recent years because of his leadership.
With the help of his adoptive father, Lord Huss. But who can believe that the mafia godfather who once controlled the world with one hand is now a lonely old man who can't even take care of himself!
Disguising all her emotions, An Caijia obediently bent down and said, "Hello, old sir!"
Lord Hoss's sharp eyes captured her unpredictable expression. He looked up and down carefully and curled his lips coldly, "Since you are back, then you can live in peace from now on!"
"Old sir, thank you!" An Caijia was still gentle and well-behaved, like an obedient cat.
She thought that rich people liked absolute obedience, so she tried her best to look obedient, but it was this overly obedient obedience that made Lord Hoss feel inexplicably suspicious.
He has a close relationship with the Huo family. Huo Di Yao and Huo Xinwei often went to the Huo family when they were young. The Huo family are inherently unyielding and have straightforward personalities, and they never hide their feelings towards people or things.
Emotions were like this for Huo Di Yao. They had often had disputes and differences in the past ten years, but Lord Huo Si liked him more and more.
However, although the lost Huo Xinwei in front of her was docile on the surface, she still had a vague feeling of being swayed by others. Could it be that more than ten years of wandering had made her like this?!
Huo Sijue looked at An Caijia, his dark eyes were half-squinted, and he said in a low voice: "Don't call me old sir, call me uncle!"
"OK!"
Huo Di Yao's thick eyebrows frowned slightly. He knew his adoptive father too well. It seemed that he was not satisfied with An Caijia. What surprised him even more was that this was the first time in so many years that his adoptive father had expressed his attitude towards a person so clearly.
Put it on your face.
And the shrewd An Caijia naturally noticed this. It seems that she should be more careful here.
After the three of them exchanged simple greetings, Huo Sijue asked Uncle Zhang to push him back to the bedroom on the grounds that he was tired. After leaving the study, An Caijia grabbed Huo Di Yao who was about to go back to the room, and said with an aggrieved face: "
Brother, it seems that uncle doesn’t like me!”
Huo Di Yao was slightly startled. Looking at An Caijia's tearful eyes, he slowly raised his lips and said, "Caijia, don't think too much! This is my adoptive father's personality. He is usually very cold to me! He belongs to my parents.
My dearest friend, if it hadn’t been for him, it would have been impossible for us to meet again now!”
"Really?" An Caijia bit her lower lip gently, raised her hazy eyes, and asked, "Then do I need to pay attention to anything in front of him?"
Seeing her helpless look, Huo Di Yao felt a little distressed, and his originally cold eyes suddenly softened. He patted her back gently, "Caijia, you don't have to be cautious. Although my adoptive father is fierce and decisive in his actions,
But he is still very kind to his relatives! But remember, what he hates most is deception, so try not to deceive him if you have anything to do!"
Hate cheating?!
Suddenly, An Caijia's body trembled suddenly, and her face turned pale. She couldn't imagine what she would face if her identity was exposed one day! However, since she chose to embark on this path,
She will keep going to the end, no matter how big the obstacles are on the road, she will try her best to overcome them one by one!
*Xuanzhai Nisina stood in a study room that was simply decorated but very artistic and walked around happily. Her fingers ran across the precious and rare books on the bookshelf one by one, and she turned her face with envy.
Looking at Xuan Qijun, "Brother Xuan, do you collect these? They are all handwritten by the master, great!"
Xuan Qijun looked at the innocent Nisina and was immediately flattered. He scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Haha, it's okay! I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to collect original manuscripts!"
Ou Xiye on the side took a sip of red wine, rolled his eyes at him, and lazily shook the goblet, "No, you have another hobby...picking up girls!"
His words made Xuan Qijun's face suddenly stiffen. He smashed the cup aside and said in a pretended sullen tone: "Ou Xiye, if Xiaolan hears what you said, I'm not done with you!"
Ou Xiye grabbed the cup with quick eyes and hands, remaining indifferent to his threat. He curled his lips, blinked his eyes, and joked: "Three years old...photo..."
Suddenly, Xuan Qijun's eyes froze, and all his momentum suddenly softened. He immediately looked pitiful, completely ignoring his status as the heir of the Xuan family, rubbing his hands and saying: "Xiao Yezi, I was wrong.
!”
The huge contrast between his front and back made Nisina couldn't help but smile. She covered her pink lips and her eyebrows turned into crescents, "You two are so interesting!"
Ou Xiye and Xuan Qijun touched each other's fists in tacit understanding and said in unison: "We've been like this since we were kids!"
Suddenly, Xuan Qijun put away his playful expression and moved the box on the desk in front of Ou Xiye, "Here are some of your old things that I went to your office to collect. See what you need!"
Ou Xiye's dark eyes were staring at a box of things that slowly arrived, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed. There were all kinds of things in the box, including computers he had used before, gold pens, work records... Suddenly, a blue
The brocade box fell in front of him.
I saw a rare sapphire ring inside. Sapphire is a precious gemstone, but this one is five carats in size, and it is also surrounded by a ring of real South African diamonds. You can tell at a glance that it is not valuable.
Philippines.
Ou Xiye's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he raised his eyes to look at Xuan Qijun with some confusion, "Jun, is this ring mine? Why don't I remember it?"
Xuan Qijun was a little annoyed that he didn't check the box beforehand. He remembered that this ring was the wedding ring prepared by Ou Xiye for Han Nuannuan! His black eyes dodge, and he replied casually: "This is yours! Your woman
There are so many, how do I know who this ring is for?"
So many women?!
Xuan Qijun's words immediately caused Nisina's face to freeze, and a look of loneliness flashed across her eyes!