The once luxurious and grand wedding had just happened here, and it had already been cleaned up by the servants, leaving no trace.
"Take off all these happy words before the young master wakes up." Mrs. An commanded the servants seriously, and then scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.
"Ella, take down all the pink gauze curtains over there...and take away all the newspapers here..." He was checking bit by bit and giving instructions bit by bit.
My son Junxi is a very careful person. If he finds any clues when he wakes up, he will definitely be furious.
Once his temper rises, no one can stop him.
"Mom, haven't you rested yet?" A woman in pink pajamas came down the stairs. She was in her twenties, with round eyes and a high nose. She had a somewhat mixed-race beauty, and had big wavy hair draped over her shoulders.
, somewhat wealthy and graceful.
"Oh, Alan, I wronged you for my child. A major event in life has just passed by in a blur... Our An family thanks you..." Mrs. An smiled slightly at Fang Lan on the stairs.
Fang Lan shook her head, "Mom said polite words again, what's the point? Are you doing this for Junxi's good? Besides, marrying Junxi has been my dream for a long time, and you made it possible for me.
Wishing, I appreciate that it's not too late for you. Mother, please take a break, your legs will be sore if you haven't rested for several hours."
Fang Lan walked over obediently and supported Mrs. An.
Mrs. An nodded with emotion, then slowly shook her head, "My child, no, you have to clean up everything. You don't understand your husband's temper. He is a guy who is not afraid of anything. If you let him
If he knows about our methods, he will kill us. This house... haha, he will probably knock it down too." Thinking of An Junxi's arrogant look, Mrs. An raised her eyebrows, "So?
, we left no trace here, and when time passes and everything becomes irreversible, there will be no place for him to lose his temper."
Fang Lan's eyes widened when she heard this - her husband has such a scary temper.
"Oh, that's how it is."
"Well, come on, let's clean it up together, don't miss any details."
"I understand, mother."
Two hostesses commanded a group of servants and operated scalpels in a large British villa.
Everything related to the celebration was put away, newspapers with relevant information reports were all thrown away, and there was not even a wedding candy in sight.
They wanted An Junxi to think that he was just coming to the UK for a few days of vacation.
When An Junxi woke up, there were birds chirping outside the window. He was lying on a wide and soft bed. The pillow was a little uncomfortable. It was not the hard pillow he slept on every night. This pillow was too soft.
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"Damn it! My neck is so stiff that I have a stiff neck." An Junxi cursed first, then sat up, leaned against the edge of the bed, and covered his eyes with his hands.
My head feels heavy, as if I have a bad cold, I feel light-headed and my head is still buzzing.
how so?
Could it be that...when I fell from a high altitude while holding Jiang Xiaoqu in my arms, I hit my head?
Yes, An Junxi's memory stayed at that moment.
"Come here, give me a brain-clearing pill!" My brain is cloudy early in the morning. What's going on?
The door opened, and a person came in. An Junxi still had his eyes closed, rubbing the point between his eyebrows, and stretched out a hand, "One Qingnao pill..."
A strong fragrance rushed over, irritating An Junxi and almost made him sneeze.
"Jun Xijun, taking Qingnao Pills is not good for your brain. I suggest you walk around in the garden and you will be fine." The tone was very soft and quiet, with a British twang.
"Huh?" An Junxi opened his eyes quickly and looked at the woman in front of the bed in disbelief.
Who is this woman? She looks familiar...
"Why are you here with me? Are you that... Fang, who are you?" I remembered, it was the hateful woman who pretended to be married to me.
An Junxi immediately frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Fang Lan, your wife."
Fang Lan smiled slightly, admiring the cute look of the man's sleepy eyes.
He is really handsome. Even though he is unkempt, he is still so cool and handsome.
"Get out of here, wife! If you dare to mention my wife to me again, I'll throw you out! Remember, I will investigate thoroughly if you faked your marriage to me. Just wait!"
"
Fang Lan didn't care. She smiled and said, "Haha, I'll wait. I'm willing to be your lifelong enemy."
An Junxi was stunned for a moment, then cursed, "Fuck! Get out of here! I'm in a bad mood after seeing you this day! Do you want me to kick you out? Get out! Get out of here!"
Fang Lan curled her lips, turned around and walked out. What her mother-in-law said was true, her husband's temper was indeed cold, and it was difficult to deal with a guy who refused to tolerate softness. How could a man be able to curse a beautiful girl with a pleasant smile?
?
After Fang Lan walked out, An Junxi stared at the unfamiliar surroundings, frowning and thinking.
Where is this? Why can Fang Lan freely enter and leave his room?
Then I looked for my phone and couldn’t find it!
Looking out the window again, there are patches of green grass and dense broad-leaved trees.
The beautiful arc of small sand dunes are also endless green.
The building I am in is a romantic villa, with bonsai hanging under other windows.
U.K!
A villa in the British countryside?!
An Junxi reacted immediately and clenched his fists.
What on earth is going on? Why did I come to a British villa from China when I woke up?
What date is today?
My head feels dizzy and heavy. Is there something behind this?
Isn't it possible that I slept so deeply that I slept all the way from China to abroad without even knowing I was on the plane? Could it be that I was being transported as a courtesy?
A series of questions ran through his mind, giving An Junxi an ominous premonition.
Jiang Xiaoqu fainted in physical education class.
This frightened the young physical education teacher and also frightened Xueer. Several people helped her to the school infirmary, but the teacher in the infirmary asked for leave today.
"Why don't you go to the hospital to see what's going on? I've never been like this before, so why did you suddenly feel dizzy?" Xue'er said, supporting the weak Jiang Xiaoqu who had just woken up.
"Forget it... maybe it's because I didn't get any rest last night." I haven't been able to sleep lately, and I almost spend the night with my eyes open.
Jiang Xiaoqu's face was pale, and he was so weak when he spoke.
"Then don't go to class today. I'll take you home."
Jiang Xiaoqu was already depressed and had no energy to hold on, so he nodded feebly.
After Xueer left, Jiang Xiaoqu lay on the bed alone, staring at the ceiling blankly.
Suddenly, a feeling of discomfort hit him. Jiang Xiaoqu quickly put on his slippers and ran to the toilet.