The car drove into the parking lot and stopped.
Outside the palace lawn, there are bodyguards in formal attire, looking majestic and imposing.
Zhuang Yan saluted them formally, and then bodyguards with guns came forward to do a simple security check. Jing Yu took off his coat and cooperated with the inspection.
Everyone was serious and silent, which made Jingyu nervous.
This is not an ordinary place after all. Unless there are special circumstances, ordinary people will never be able to enter here in their lifetime. She is just like the people outside, and she is also full of curiosity about this place.
The security check was done very carefully, and a bottle of nail polish in her bag that had been there for some time was taken out as a flammable item. It took five minutes before she was allowed in.
Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped his still wet coat around him.
He looked at her with a solemn smile, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's just a small problem. I didn't expect you to bring me here. I think you're making a big fuss." Jing Yu looked around and said, "I think I'm the only one who comes in and out here just for a few wet clothes."
"No matter how small the matter is, it's nothing small when it comes to the citizens of our country - this place is meant to serve us ordinary people. I'll have someone take you to the lounge now. Put this on." Zhuang Yan handed her a pass.
"Thank you." Jing Yu took it.
The palace was extremely spacious, but very quiet. Occasionally, people came and went, all dressed in formal attire, neat and sophisticated, walking with a breeze, and looking straight ahead. It seemed that no one here could smile, which made Jing Yu, who was out of tune with this place, feel inexplicably stressed, and he just wanted to quickly put on his clothes and leave.
Zhuang Yan found a female receptionist to lead her to the VIP reception room. The reception room was on the third floor, and Jing Yu took the elevator up.
As soon as the elevator door opened, several familiar figures were seen standing not far away.
It turned out to be him. Yu Zeyao.
Beside him were his younger brother and an older man. Yu Zeyao always had his back to her, and the older man was facing her.
The other person had a stern and cold expression on his face, and his eyes were sharp and piercing, and one could tell at first glance that he was not easy to approach.
The three of them were talking in low voices. Second Young Master Yu seemed to be in awe of the older man, and he said little the whole time, just lowered his head and listened quietly.
The moment Jing Yu saw Yu Zeyao, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Should I say hello to him or not
Never mind. There's no need.
The last time I said that we were strangers to each other, it was myself.
Jing Yu thought about it and without stopping, he followed the person in front of him and wanted to leave.
"Eh? Doctor Xiao Jing?" At this moment, she was still seen. Yu Zenan's voice was not low, and it immediately attracted the attention of the other two.
Jing Yu had to stop.
Yu Zenan looked quite surprised, "It's really you. I thought I was seeing things!"
He is very enthusiastic.
There is a world of difference between these two brothers. But generally speaking, the younger brother is much more likable.
Jing Yu smiled at him, having already noticed that Yu Zeyao's inquiring eyes fell on him.
"Why are you here?" It was Yu Zeyao who asked this question.
He was dressed very gentlemanly today, in simple black and white, with one hand in his pocket, looking very elegant. But his face remained calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes when he looked at her.
Jing Yu didn't say anything, nor did he look at him, but just said: "I'll be leaving soon."
Her attitude of not looking at him made Yu Zeyao frown. He glanced at her and noticed her embarrassment. He stretched out his long legs and tried to walk towards her.
"Ze Yao!" A clear female voice suddenly sounded at this moment.
Then, there was the sound of high heels hitting the ground.
Jing Yu subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a slender figure slowly approaching and gently holding Yu Zeyao's arm.
"Uncle Yu, Zenan, so you are all here." The woman greeted them gracefully and finally looked at Yu Zeyao, with admiration in her eyes that she did not hide.
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Yu Zenan also greeted the visitor.
"Zenan, stop yelling." The woman smiled. Although she said so, her voice was sweet. "Zeyao and I are not married yet."
"Although we haven't gotten married yet, it's only a matter of time." The older man spoke, no longer as serious as before, "I've been optimistic about you two. Zenan usually doesn't know how to talk, but today he called me 'sister-in-law' very appropriately."
Yu Zeyao never said a word, as if everything they were discussing had nothing to do with him. He just turned his head and looked at the other person from a distance. His eyes were far-reaching, as if he was exploring her subtle expressions.
On the other side, Jing Yu took a quick look at the scene and never looked in their direction again.
As if this incident had never happened, I followed the receptionist and walked towards the lounge.
She never looked back, nor did she notice the man's increasingly cold gaze.
For a long time, the woman's voice still echoed in Jingyu's ears.
When Second Young Master Yu called her "sister-in-law" just now, she had already guessed that this person was probably Miss "Phoenix".
I don’t know what’s wrong, but my chest feels a little cold, probably because the clothes I’m wearing are too cold.
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Yu Zeyao saw his father and Mo Huan off before he took out his cell phone and called Zhuang Yan.
"Where are you?" Yu Zeyao asked, his voice low and in a bad mood.
Zhuang Yan heard it and immediately responded, "I'll be right up."
"Did you give her the pass she had on her?"
"You've met Miss Jing now?" Zhuang Yan didn't expect that they would meet so soon. After all, this palace was not small.
Zhuang Yan heard the tone and thought he was unhappy and came to him to ask for an explanation. Just as he was about to explain, he heard him ask, "What happened to her? Her hair and clothes are wet."
It turns out that it’s concern!
Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "It's nothing. She was just sprayed by the fountain. I saw that she had been stopping cars outside for a long time and might have caught a cold, so I brought her here."
Yu Zeyao hesitated for a moment and asked again: "Where is she now?"
"I asked someone to arrange for you to stay in the VIP room on the left side of the third floor."
Yu Zeyao hung up the phone without saying anything. He pondered for a moment and walked out of the office.
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the other side.
The decoration and furnishings in the VIP room where Jingyu was staying were comparable to those in a top hotel.
She took the white bathrobe from the receptionist and changed out of her wet clothes. Because Zhuang Yan had instructed in advance, her wet clothes were immediately taken away and dried.
She found a hair dryer and blew her hair out. Sitting in front of the mirror, listening to the banging sound, she suddenly lost her mind again.
His mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. Sometimes it was the young lady, and sometimes it was him; sometimes it was the humiliating words he said that day, and sometimes it was the image of the young lady holding his arm.
The door suddenly opened with a click. The sound brought her back to her senses.