President, I'm afraid of pain

"Sir, are you all right?"

A Dong was keenly aware of something, but he didn't dare to say it too clearly.

Wan Chengye pressed her thin lips tightly, and shook her head lightly, "It's okay!"

After that, he went upstairs.

But after a while, after Adong settled Bobo, he returned to the villa, stood respectfully in front of Xia Yiwei, and said, "Miss Xia, you are resting here tonight. I need to discuss some matters about the manor." Let me talk to you first!"

"Well, tell me!"

Xia Yiwei immediately sat up straight and smiled politely.

A Dong glanced at her indiscriminately, and then said: "This villa is Mr.'s private space, usually there will be no servants guarding here, if you have anything to do, you can call me on the phone at the entrance! The garden, the swimming pool, and the other villa belong to Mr., and you can move around freely. As for the villa in the southern district, no matter whether you have special business or not, don’t go there, it’s where another Mr. Wan Teng lives.”

Xia Yiwei thought of his second uncle Wan Qifeng with a sad smile, and remembered Wan Qiye's instructions, so she nodded, "Yes, I see!"

"Miss Xia, there is one more thing..."

A Dong paused unexpectedly, as if deliberating whether he should say these words. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to say, "Although you are the second woman that Mr. brought back to the manor, there are some taboos in the villa, and I hope you pay attention!"

"Second woman?"

Xia Yiwei opened her eyes wide, and it took her a while to digest this ambiguous word, "Oh, I'm listening, you say it!"

"The first room on the second floor is Mr.'s bedroom. He doesn't like anyone who is not allowed to enter. As for the study and lounge next to it, he is not allowed to enter at will. Especially the room with the colored chains, which is Mr. The forbidden area, no one is allowed to enter. The rest are guest rooms, you can choose one to rest at will.”

"okay, I get it!"

Xia Yiwei nodded while thinking that it would be safer to sleep on the sofa, anyway, there would be no next time.

After instructing the precautions, A Dong left the villa with a respectful forehead.

In the empty hall, the lights were brightly dimmed.

Xia Yiwei exhaled heavily, and at the same time fell back, picked up a small cushion as a pillow, and closed her eyes to rest.

at the same time.

Another villa in the south area of ​​the manor, the brightly lit living room played classical music.

On the long sofa, Wan Qifeng crossed his legs, holding red wine in one hand and a lit cigar in the other, staring gloomyly at a document on the table.After a while, he motioned for the servant to bring his mobile phone and dialed a number that did not have a name saved.

"Yi Han!"

"Well, Mr. Wancheng!"

On the other end of the phone, there was a voice belonging to Jun Yihan.

When Wan Qifeng heard his address, he suddenly laughed, "So you want to call me Mr. Wan Qi? Then should I also call you Mr. Jun? Well, it doesn't matter what you call me, I will call you It's something important I want to tell you!"

"About Wanqiye?"

"Well, about the woman Wan Chengye brought back tonight!"

Wan Qifeng casually took a puff of his cigar, and the white smoke he exhaled instantly obscured his vision.After a short pause, he suddenly smiled strangely, "Yihan, do you still remember Xueqian? The woman Wan Chengye brought back tonight was [-]% similar in appearance to Xueqian. When I saw her, I was surprised gone."