"Ms. Jiang, this bag is a new product from France. There are only 20 pieces in the world."
"Ms. Jiang, these famous books were selected by Master Xiang for you."
"..."
Xiang Yutian has a lot of big things to do, so naturally he can't accompany her all the time.
The maids tried their best to find entertainment for Jiang Weiwei.
Jiang Weiwei sat by the bed, wearing comfortable warm yellow home clothes. He reached out and took a book from the maid's hand, "Okay, you guys go down."
"Yes, Miss Jiang."
The maids leave.
Jiang Weiwei opened the book boredly.
The peachwood bookmark exuding a faint fragrance fell from inside.
The engraved word "Miaomiao" can be seen from the handwriting, how hard the person who carved it worked.
She thought of Xiang Yutian's words again: accept it calmly.
no.
She can't do it.
Jiang Weiwei put the book on the bedside, walked to the window, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.
The sun was very warm on her face, so warm that it made her face feel a little itchy. She touched the gauze on her face, and the wound was healing.
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside.
Jiang Weiwei stood at the window and looked down, and saw black RVs driving in along the entrance of Xiang's U-shaped artificial lake.
The vast open space was suddenly filled with RVs, as luxurious as possible.
A group of men rushed out of the villa, led by Gu Ying, and they opened the rear door of the RV.
Two people moved a wooden box in a certain direction.
The lone eagle pried open a wooden box.
Jiang Weiwei's vision was very good, and he could clearly see Gu Ying holding a sniper rifle in his hand with a look of dismay on his face.
It turned out that the wooden boxes were all filled with ammunition.
The picture in front of her reminded her that this was the lair of the underworld, not an art studio filled with mahogany bookmarks.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei closed the curtains and refused to look. He put his hands on the ground, quickly rolled up his two slender legs and leaned against the wall.
Stay upside down.
She used to do this often when she was confused.
"..."
There were footsteps.
A pair of shiny black leather shoes slowly came into her sight.
"Can you still do this?"
A magnetic voice sounded.
Jiang Weiwei stood upside down on the ground. Looking around, he saw the darkest man in Southeast Asia - Xiang Yutian.
He stood there, leaning into her line of sight.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi ignored him and continued to stand on his head in silence.
Xiang Yutian smiled evilly, squatted down gracefully in front of her, and stared intently at her face that was still beautiful when turned upside down, "Stop lying upside down, your head feels uncomfortable."
"..."
Jiang Weiyi simply closed her eyes and told herself that she must be indifferent to Xiang Yutian.
She wanted to suppress the surge in her heart.
She thought that if she ignored him, he would give up, but the next second, Xiang Yutian directly and forcefully picked her up from the wall while she was upside down, and carried her all the way out of the room.
"Where to go?"
Jiang Weiwei frowned and moved resistingly, trying to get out of his arms.
"Why do you stay in your room all day?"
Xiang Yutian's strong arms held her motionless and asked incomprehensively.
"Lone Eagle said, you gave the order, I can't go anywhere." Her freedom was imprisoned by him.
"In the Xiang family, you can move around freely." Xiang Yutian said.
"..."
Jiang was helpless.
The Xiang family was an impregnable place with iron walls. She couldn't get out, so she might as well stay in the room.
Xiang Yutian carried her outside the villa, and the sun suddenly hit them.