"You mean..."
"I have something else to do."
He couldn't just wait here.
Qin Bei and Song An were a little nervous. They thought the young master was going to use his private plane here, and the Air Traffic Control Bureau would not allow the private plane to fly.
If you take off without permission, you are disrupting air traffic control, which is a crime.
Fu Nanli had already walked to the underground parking garage of the airport. Qin Bei was puzzled: "Master, are you going to..."
“To Switzerland.”
Finland is a Nordic country, while Switzerland is a Central European country. It takes about three hours to fly from Geneva Airport to Helsinki Airport, and about fourteen hours to drive.
Switzerland is a landlocked country and is currently the closest country to Finland that is not subject to storms.
Qin Bei was dumbfounded: "Master, it's been a storm all the way, it's dangerous to drive."
"Then you all stay and I'll drive over there myself."
Qin Bei immediately opened the car door: "Song An and I will take turns driving."
Song An got on the passenger seat without saying a word. Seeing the two men's firm attitude, Fu Nanli didn't say anything and got into the car.
Qin Bei didn't know why his young master wanted to rush back despite the bad weather. He vaguely felt that it was related to Wen Qiao, but the young master didn't say anything and it was inconvenient for him to ask. He only knew that the young master probably loved that little Wen so much that he didn't even care about his own life for her.
Fu Nanli pressed his brows. He didn't need to be so anxious. Qiao'er had his blood in her body. Even if he couldn't be by her side on the seventh day, there shouldn't be any problem.
However, he was not sure how long the effect of that small bottle of blood could last, so he had to overcome all difficulties and return to her as soon as possible.
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Wen Qiao sat down to rest for a while, then stood up and took a look around. No wonder the house ended up unfinished. From the perspective of feng shui alone, it was not very good. There was only one window on the second floor, and the rest were solid walls.
If she couldn't kick open the tempered glass, she would be even less able to kick open bricks and cement.
Finally, she turned back to the floor-to-ceiling window and tried to call out to the outside. The yard was not deep and perhaps someone outside could hear her.
But he only shouted twice and then gave up.
Because I vaguely saw two cars passing by through the window, but I could hardly hear any sound.
The soundproofing is very good.
It's really a great place to put someone under house arrest.
After eating bread and drinking water, and having done physical labor all night, Wen Qiao felt a little tired. He took off his coat and spread it on the ground. Fortunately, wooden floors had been installed here, so he wouldn't feel cold when he slept.
After a while, she fell asleep.
He Xihuai took a short rest and returned to his screening room. Theresa sat on a chair, staring intently at the girl on the screen, the sleeping girl.
He Xihuai's temple hurt so much that his voice became more gloomy: "She is... sleeping?"
Theresa immediately stood up and waved her hand slightly, and the maid went to prepare coffee.
"Yes, sir, she is sleeping and has been sleeping for two hours."
He Xihuai glanced at the girl on the screen with a gloomy look.
Ever since she found herself being led into a bureau and locked up last night, there has never been a panicked expression on the girl's face.
I can even sleep soundly now.
This is not quite the same as what He Xihuai had expected.
What he wanted to see more was the girl calling for help in panic, wanting to see the girl fidgeting, wanting to see her distraught.
(End of this chapter)