She leaned back on the chair and relaxed completely.
Fortunately, that group was not using guns, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Is this God’s protection?
"Xixi, thank you for bringing so much cash with you, otherwise..."
She loves cash very much. A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. Cash is the safest at all times. Unfortunately, she has used up all the cash she was allowed to carry with her.
But that's not the point. It's enough to save your life.
She whispered: "Who are these people? Why are they chasing us?"
He frowned.
She immediately gave up asking. Originally, it was not convenient to talk on the plane.
However, she noticed that he was nervous. This was the first time that he showed such nervousness in front of her, and he didn't even hide it at all.
She still didn't ask any more questions, just held his hand firmly.
Sometimes, a woman's silence is a man's best support.
After a long while, he said solemnly: "Xixi, I'm sorry. I was going to have a good time with you, but I encountered something like this in less than a week..."
She smiled: "I'll have a lot of time to play in the future. Don't rush it."
As he fell asleep, she held his hand tightly, her voice low but firm: "Brother Donglin, can you promise me one thing? From now on, no matter what happens, let me be with you."
He opened his eyes and looked at her strangely.
She held his hand tighter, "I will definitely keep secrets and never say anything I shouldn't. Moreover, I will never be a burden to you. Brother Donglin, I just want to share the burden for you. You
Promise me, okay?"
We don’t just stand together when enjoying the beautiful scenery and delicious food.
If a storm comes, wouldn't it be nice to be able to stand together?
Just like those two or three months that suddenly disappeared, she would rather go into exile with him than stay alone in an empty room, worrying and thinking wildly all day long.
He was silent, but held her in his backhand.
She immediately felt at ease, knowing that he had agreed.
At the airport, there was already a vehicle sent by Queen Mother Liu to pick her up.
When the two of them got up, they discovered that these two ordinary-looking cars were actually bulletproof. Zhang Xiang drove the car himself. Behind them, there were two equally ordinary cars, and they could recognize the faces of the people inside: they were Yang Yong and Liu Bing.
She wanted to know that something was wrong, but she didn't ask any more questions.
Zhang Xiang whispered: "Third Young Master, did you encounter any accidents along the way?"
Wang Donglin said solemnly: "It's a little trouble, but it's a near miss."
"How is my mother doing?"
"Everything is well, madam. She is waiting for you at her old house."
Yan Xixi understood clearly that something big had happened.
"Early yesterday morning, the old house was broken into and the guard was killed..."
Wang Donglin's heart sank.
The car went straight to the old house.
This is the third time Yan Xixi has visited this mysterious place. The first time, she was surprised by the dazzling array of works of art inside; the second time she searched for Wang Donglin to no avail and was unable to get in; this time, the old man guarding the door was missing.
Now, two strong men were replaced. Obviously, the guard who was killed was the old man. The kind-hearted old man passed away in his sleep.
Everyone was waiting outside, but Wang Donglin only took her in with him.
In the house, it was surprisingly quiet.
The lobby on the first floor was already empty, and the second floor was still dead silent.
The two of them walked up the stairs, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, like a scroll solidified in ancient time, deserted and clear.
