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"What kind of people are you?"
There was no response from the other party.
Jian Yunong said unhappily, "Is it that shameful? Are you in cahoots with the people who kidnapped my aunt?"
The other party reacted.
"Those trashy cockroaches are not worthy of being compared to our master."
Jian Yunong scoffed, "I don't think you're any better!"
The other party spoke in a foreign language that sounded like English but wasn't.
Jian Yunong frowned, "Don't think that just because you’re speaking Italian I won't understand you're insulting me..."
The other party: "..."
The car drove to a villa in the suburbs.
Jian Yunong was brought inside. The modern decor was cold and simple, contrasting sharply with the sweltering heat outside; as soon as she entered the room, a strong cold breeze hit her face.
"Please take a seat, Miss Jian."
A beautiful maid served her tea.
Jian Yunong didn't dare to touch it, watching the beautiful woman with wary eyes.
Everything that had happened today was too strange; they all knew her, yet she knew nothing about these people.
"Miss Jian, you don't need to worry. Our master sincerely invites you to be our guest. You are our esteemed guest, and we will not do anything to you."
"What do you mean by being a guest? What esteemed guest? You clearly just kidnapped me."
Jian Yunong couldn't help but sneer. How could these people have such a thick face? How could they have the audacity to call a kidnapping an invitation?
What kind of twisted logic is this?
Are they insane?
The beautiful maid still smiled, showing no signs of anger or displeasure at Jian Yunong's words. "We didn't want to disturb your life, nor did we want to cause you any trouble, so we brought you here in this manner. We hope you won't be upset. To show our sincerity, our master will give you a special surprise."
"Surprise? I think it's more like a shock!"
Jian Yunong couldn't help but retort.
"Please follow me."
The maid gestured for her to come in.
With no other choice, Jian Yunong followed her.
The house was large, and the floor was so shiny it could reflect a person.
However, every detail of the decor felt cold; upon closer inspection, there were only black, white, and gray colors—nothing more.
This kind of decoration gave off an icy feeling everywhere.
The maid opened a door.
"Please enter."
Jian Yunong hesitated as she walked in and saw the person lying on the bed.
"Aunt!"
Jian Yunong couldn't believe her eyes and quickly rushed to the bedside.
It was indeed her aunt, with a delicate and charming face, curled hair at the ends, and shoulder-length.
"Aunt... Aunt..."
Jian Yunong softly called out to Mist Shenshen, tears streaming down her face in excitement. However, when she held her aunt's hand, there was no response; her eyes remained tightly closed.
"What happened to her?"
Jian Yunong turned to look at the beautiful maid standing nearby. "Are you part of Ye Qingqing's group?"
"Miss Jian, our master's surname is Shi."
"…"
Jian Yunong didn't know anyone with the surname Shi. All she wanted to know was what had happened to her aunt and why she seemed to be in a comatose state.
The beautiful maid continued, "Mistress Wu has been injured and will be in this state for a while."
Jian Yunong collapsed beside the bed, tears falling heavily. "What happened? What kind of injury could cause her to be unconscious?"
"Mistress Wu was hurt by those scum. Our master has already tried his best to get the best doctors to treat Mistress Wu. Experts from abroad are on their way. Please be patient."
"Are you good people or bad people?"
Jian Yunong couldn't understand.
The beautiful maid smiled but said nothing.
Jian Yunong also couldn't figure it out. They looked like good people, yet they had invited her in such a strange way. If they were bad people, why did they save her aunt?
Jian Yunong glanced at her aunt, who was sleeping on the bed. She never expected that there would come a day when her eloquent aunt could only lie in bed...
It hurt so much inside; she wanted to hold her aunt and cry.
But she couldn't; she had to stay calm.
She still needed to take her aunt away from this place.
Little Fatty was still waiting for them at home!
Jian Yunong slightly closed her eyes, wiped the tears off her face, and tried hard to calm her breathing. Then Jian Yunong looked at the beautiful maid and asked, "What are your conditions?"
The beautiful maid continued to smile kindly, "Miss Jian. Before the expert comes to examine Mistress Wu, Mistress Wu cannot be moved."
This meant that she and her aunt had to stay here for the next few days.
Was this a threat using Mist Shenshen against her?
"I understand."
Jian Yunong held her aunt's hand tightly.
A voice came from behind, "Miss Jian, why not go downstairs and rest for a while? The gentleman will return in the evening."
Evening?
There is still some time left.
"No need. I want to stay here with my aunt."
"Okay."
The maid did not insist on Jian Yunong and even prepared afternoon tea for her.
"These are all your favorites."
The desserts brought over were indeed all things that Jian Yunong liked, just as the maid said.
What a terrifying group of people...
How long have they been observing her? Why do they know her habits so well?
Those beautiful and exquisite desserts turned into... deadly poison in Jian Yunong's eyes.
For the first time,
Jian Yunong felt no appetite when seeing delicious food.
"Miss Jian, would you like to try? These desserts were specially baked for you by our Michelin Three-Star Chef."
"…"
These people are frighteningly enthusiastic!
Is the treatment for those who are captured really this good?
Jian Yunong told her the truth, "I don't believe you, and I don't dare to eat your food."
"Then does Miss Jian plan to go without food or drink during her stay with us?"
The maid looked at her, seemingly a bit helpless. "To be frank, if we wanted to do something to you, we wouldn't need to resort to such a lowly method as drugging your food. You see, we invited you here precisely so that you would be in a clear state of mind."
"…"
Jian Yunong couldn't help but shiver.
She was right.
Did she have any other choice besides obedience?
This was the hardest afternoon to endure.
Jian Yunong kept waiting for the gentleman mentioned by the maid.
As night fell, the hope in Jian Yunong's heart dimmed little by little.
The sound of a car came from the courtyard.
Thud.
Jian Yunong's heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, Jian Yunong was sitting in the living room.
All the servants in the villa had gone to the entrance to welcome their master.
Everyone moved quickly, quietly, and in an orderly fashion.
Their professionalism rivaled that of a five-star personal butler in a hotel.
Jian Yunong was momentarily speechless at the scene before him.
This person was quite significant.
Amidst anxiety and fear, Jian Yunong bravely stood up.
The sound of his leather shoes hitting the floor echoed, one step at a time.
As he stepped from the shadows into the light, every contour of the man became very clear to Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong's pupils instantly constricted sharply.
"Li... Little Wave?"
He trembled as he uttered a name that felt unfamiliar in his memory.
The face was identical, with a youthful innocence and the appearance of a young man. But!
The entire outfit and aura were completely different from that day.
He wore a meticulously tailored suit in deep black, devoid of any warmth, just like the expression on his face. All his hair was slicked back, revealing his entire face while adding an air of coldness.
The low pressure also spread with Jian Yunong's words, "Little Wave," which did not fit the current scene.
Jian Yunong could hardly believe that this man, cold to the bone, was Little Wave.
When in Prague, Little Wave was helpless, evoking a protective instinct within people, making them want to reach out and help.
But the man before her only made her want to keep her distance!
Wherever he went, every Servant bowed their heads respectfully.
Jian Yunong instinctively closed her mouth.
"Hello."
He spoke.
"You... hello..."
Jian Yunong stumbled over her words.
"Time."
"..." Jian Yunong paused for a moment, realizing he seemed to be introducing himself. "I... my name is Jian Yunong."
"I know."
Time replied indifferently.
Jian Yunong clenched her fist slightly, immediately snapping back from the shock she had just experienced. What was she doing? Was she here to make friends? This person, despite having the face of a youth, was still the master referred to by the maid! The mysterious figure who had trapped her and her aunt here!
"You saved my aunt, and I am very grateful! I want to know, what are your conditions?"
Whether one dies early or late, death is still death. Rather than hanging in suspense, it is better to know what price must be paid sooner.
"First, let's eat."
Time turned and went upstairs.
Jian Yunong was stunned.
Eat first?
What does that mean?
The dining table was filled with delicious food.
However, the only diners were Jian Yunong and Mr. Shi.
Dressed in a gray casual outfit, Time took a seat across from Jian Yunong.
Looking at the table full of food, only one thought crossed Jian Yunong's mind: the last supper.
"Don't you like to eat?"
Time suddenly spoke up.
There were only the two of them in the restaurant.
This was directed at her.
Jian Yunong bit her lip, "What exactly do you want to do?"
The cold gaze looked over, "Can't you tell? I'm pursuing you."
Jian Yunong: "..."
She almost fell off her chair.
"Mr. Shi... don't joke around. This joke isn't funny at all."
Who says 'I'm pursuing you' as if they're going to kill you...
"Well, it's indeed not funny."
Time took a shallow sip of red wine, "I can see that you're very scared."
Every move he made exuded distance and chill.
This man left Jian Yunong completely baffled.
She couldn't figure out what he wanted.
A kidnapper should look like a kidnapper; yet here he was, politely inviting her to dinner... and it was all her favorite food, which really made Jian Yunong anxious.
Jian Yunong fidgeted with her hands, "Mr. Shi, do you want my kidney or my liver? Or does someone in your family also have panda blood and needs a transfusion? You really don't need to go through all this trouble; just say the word, and I'll be there to donate blood. But my aunt is innocent. I hope you won't make things difficult for her."
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