After Wei Yan picked up Yao Yao, the car drove out of Yao Yao's community and drove all the way to Ginza along the brightly lit streets.

Leng Xiuyuan assigned Leng Wuyou a dedicated driver. After Leng Wuyou sent Fu Chuan a meal, he didn't go to Wei Yan because he was too tired. He sent her a message and asked the driver to take her home. .

Uncle Bing was a little surprised that she came back so soon. Leng Wuyou casually said that she had not slept all night last night. Uncle Bing asked her what was wrong with concern. Leng Wuyou shook his head, but uncontrollably, he looked at the lonely person over there. Looking at the villa.

It's still very early, but the lights in the single-family villa over there have been turned off.

Leng Wuyou had an inexplicable feeling, as if there was a pair of glasses hidden behind the unlit window, looking at her.

Uncle Bing also looked over, not knowing what to say.

Leng Wuyou suddenly asked: "Uncle Bing, when will she leave? Has the specific date been decided?"

Uncle Bing shook his head: "I don't know about this, but it should be soon."

Leng Wuyou always had a bad feeling in her heart, she pursed her lower lip, and for the first time she started to mind her own business: "Uncle Bing, if possible, could you please talk about it and make this matter...as soon as possible. "

Uncle Bing looked at her curiously, and Leng Wuyou also realized that her hand was stretched too far. She nodded to Uncle Bing and went back uncomfortably.

She had nothing to do with Wen Yi and had never been in contact with her, but she just felt that this woman was terrifying. Even if she was locked up like this, Leng Wuyou felt uneasy.

In fact, she guessed right. Wen Yi was standing behind the curtain at this moment, staring at her unblinkingly, his eyes cold and dark.

Following Leng Wuyou's gaze, and Uncle Bing's movement of raising his head to follow the sound, Wen Yi was very sure that the young woman was discussing her just now.

She, Wen Yidu, is already in such a miserable state, does this bitch still want to do something to her?

There was a knock on the door behind him suddenly.

Wen Yi remained motionless and ignored.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked again, just like before, very regularly, three times, neither light nor heavy nor slow nor slow.

Wen Yi frowned slightly and turned back to look at the door.

"Dong dong dong." For the third time, the door was knocked at the same rhythm.

No servant has ever knocked on the door like this before. Wen Yi felt strange and walked away.

No food was usually delivered to the food delivery window. Wen Yi took a pen behind him and opened the door.

There was a young woman standing outside the door. She was not very tall. She was wearing the uniform of a servant of the Leng family. Her hair was long and straight, with air bangs. The eyes under the bangs were not too big, but they were very round and looked very bright. god.

She didn't hold anything in her hands. Wen Yi looked her up and down, holding the pen hidden behind her back: "You are not here to deliver medicine or anything."

The young woman's voice sounded very magnetic, like a young female anchor on the radio: "Madam, please let me in. It's easy to be discovered standing here."

Wen Yi said: "Who are you and what is your name?"

The young woman smiled and pointed to the nameplate hanging on her chest: "My name is Hao Yuxue, madam."

Wen Yi was still wary and refused to give in.

Hao Yuxue's smile did not change at all, and she said sweetly: "Madam, don't you want to get rid of the current situation? I may be your only chance."

"Transfer?"

"Let me go in. Once we're in, we'll talk slowly."

After saying that, Hao Yuxue went in with a smile and glanced at Wen Yi's pen hidden behind her back, but she was not afraid at all. She entered the room openly and sat down on the sofa calmly: "Madam, please close the door. "

Wen Yi thought for a while, then raised his hand and gently closed the door.

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