Just as Tang Wan had ordered, the manor had made all preparations to welcome the return of the owner. As soon as the luxurious extension car stopped, the bodyguard greeted him and opened the door. Several maid-like people got in, cautiously set up the drunken second lady Monica, and got out of the car.
"Take a bath for her and cook some sober soup—" Tang Wan then walked out of the car and ordered, "I don't want to hear her complain about a headache the next morning."
"Yes." The maids nodded hurriedly and walked towards the bedroom with Monica who was swaying.
Tang Wan looked at her sister's back, and sighed in annoyance. Anyway, she finally got Monica back before she did something stupid. Maybe she will hate her now, but she will be grateful in the future. future…
Tang Wan suddenly felt a pain in his head, and the bodyguard next to him hurriedly wanted to help, but Tang Wan waved his hand and said casually, "I'm fine, you can go back." As he said, he walked tiredly onto the colored diamond. Ladder made.
The bodyguards retreated and stopped following Tang Wan into the room.
The manor’s manager hurriedly won, "Miss, the second lady..."
Tang Wan replied as he walked, "She's okay. During my absence, has there been any changes in the manor?"
"Everything is in order," the manager replied respectfully.
"Very good." Tang Wan's tone was not happy at all.
The manager followed her, "Do you have any orders, Miss?"
"Yes," Tang Wan stopped abruptly, "I have to take a bath and change my clothes, and then go see my sister. When I come back, I hope you can call the best killer of the umbrella company to my room. Come inside."
Let strange men into the room! This is an unprecedented precedent! The manager shivered sharply, "Sorry, miss, I didn't understand."
"What? Do you want me to repeat it in English?" Tang Wan frowned.
The manager trained by a British butler immediately bowed, "I understand, miss. I'll do it now."
"Excellent." Tang Wan walked towards the room on his own.
Back to her room, she closed the door and let out a heavy sigh of relief. Then remove the jewelry one by one. Every time she goes out, she wears some heavy jewellery. It’s not what she wants. It’s just that a woman is more confident wearing jewellery. Sometimes dressing up is better than holding a sharp knife in her hand.
A maid knocked on the door. Hastily walked into the bathroom and gave her water. She kicked off her high heels and opened the zipper on her back to completely relax her body.
The sound of the water rushed, causing her thoughts to follow the aimless turbulence. She hasn't drank like this in a long time, and the gin is really full of energy. Even if it was a little more, she might not be able to drink it anymore. Fortunately, that fellow Luo Ye was completely shocked, and she had already seized the opportunity in this dark battle.
That's right, she doesn't need to worry about Luo Ye, Tang Wan Manor controls the entire Jinghua City, Luo Ye is just an ant...
"Miss," the maid said softly, "the bath water is ready."
"Yeah." Tang Wan nodded. "Go out, you are no longer needed here."
The maid bowed and exited, and did not forget to close the door when she left.
Tang Wan took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom barefoot, and sat in Zhanqing's bath. The water temperature is just right, just right to relieve the fatigue caused by the excitement of the body after drinking. The rising steam made her forget for a while that she was in the world. She buried herself in the bath, and the temperature of the water completely reddened her skin.
Ten minutes later. She recovered from fatigue and then walked out of the bath. Dry the body.
Afterwards, she opened the closet and took out a long skirt from the secret compartment. The long skirts are all hand-sewn with silk, and the skirts themselves are woven with ivory brocade and silver thread, with golden satin trim. The tight-fitting bodice and the V-shaped opening are almost exposed to the lower abdomen. The edge of the V-neck is decorated with cumbersome lace, and the color of the lace is dove gray. The hem of the skirt is very long, the waist is thin and the hips are narrow, and some do not fit well. Tang Wan needs to take a deep breath to fit the waist in, but this just outlines her perfect curve as a woman. The silk material tightly adheres to the skin that has just been bathed, as tight as a lover's hug.
After dressing up, Tang Wan put on a pair of deerskin high heels and walked towards his sister Monica's room.
After Monica drank the hangover soup, she was lying on the goose down sulking. The spirit of Gin was indeed great, but the sober soup sent by the maid made her more conscious. Thinking of her previous absurd behavior, Monica herself felt a bit too much. She had just met Luo Ye twice, so she actually stuck to him so actively and kissed him? Well, she admitted that she did a little bit out of line, but her sister shouldn't be there at all!
Tang Wan knocked on the door, pushed the door and walked in. "Monica, are you asleep? We have to talk."
Seeing her sister walking by, Monica turned her face to the side, hiding her shame of the absurd behavior with her anger.
"Monica..." Tang Wan sighed, "Is the wine sober?"
"Leave me alone!" Monica simply covered her face with the quilt.
Tang Wan sat down by Monica’s bed, "Since I can’t drink, why do I have to fight with others? It’s a stupid thing to do something that I’m not good at—"
"You have come to teach me again!" Monica got out of the quilt, just about to continue complaining, but she was shocked when she saw her sister's skirt. "this is… "
"It seems that you still know each other," Tang Wan nodded relievedly, "Yes, this is mother's skirt."
All Monica's grievances disappeared suddenly, she murmured with tears in her eyes, "Sister, do you still keep it?" Always wearing the dress left by her mother to make Monica happy. Although her mother passed away so early that Monica couldn't even remember her appearance, but this dress has always accompanied their sisters.
They once met and will wear this skirt when they each get married in the future, which is equivalent to the moment when their mother in heaven witnesses their happiness.
But as I get older, my childhood wishes gradually become ridiculous fairy tales. Monica remembered that when her sister got married, she didn't wear this skirt, but only a very ordinary wedding dress. She sat motionless next to the groom with a feminine smile on her lips.
Since then, Monica has never thought about her mother's dress again. She had suspected that her sister had lost the dress or left it in some old dusty cardboard box. But until today did she realize that the person who forgot was not her sister, but herself.
"Monica." Tang Wan took her hand, "You are my sister, my sister, and my only relative in this world. I can't let you suffer any harm. I know you hate me now. You, hate me for interfering with you, and even think that I don’t understand you. I don’t ask you to be considerate of me. I just ask you to take it for our mother’s sake. Just listen to my advice this time.”
Monica's eyes were full of tears, how could she not know how much her sister loved her? From childhood to adulthood, which step was not the sister supporting her behind her? "Sister, I was wrong, I shouldn't do that kind of thing." Monica lowered her head in shame.
Tang Wan sighed, "I'm not saying you shouldn't. In ancient times, girls can marry as women and become mothers as long as they have confinement. The reason I did this is just to make you understand. The man Luo Ye is very Dangerous, any happiness he brings to you is superficial and short-lived. Being with him will eventually hurt you. My sister doesn't want you to be hurt."
Monica pursed her lips, "I see, sister."
Tang Wan nodded in satisfaction. Reached out and rubbed Monica's long hair, straightening out the ends. "This is my good sister. Listen to my sister, never see Luo Ye again..."
Monica's body suddenly dodged backwards. It's like a slap in the face. "From now on... don't see him?"
Tang Wan couldn't help frowning, "You don't think that if you just say sorry, this thing will be over, right? Monica? What made you come to such a naive conclusion? You thought it was when you were a kid. Is there a misfortune to be dispensed with?"
Monica pressed her mouth tightly, and the stubbornness and arrogance on her face began to emerge-even if she faced a sister who loved her more than herself, she was still a queen, a queen that should not be looked down upon. "Then I will tell you the truth, sister. I don't plan to end with Luo Ye like this, at least not in this way. I may suffer pain, but I may also enjoy the most coveted happiness in my life. The important thing is that I am not afraid of injury. Your love for me touches me. I apologize to you for the attitude when I was drunk today, but you are not me, your way is not my way, I can guarantee that I will be like your love I love you as much, but love does not mean that I will obey you in this matter."
"You!" Tang Wan slapped his slap fiercely, eager to fight.
Monica raised her white face stubbornly and looked at her sister proudly.
"You really belong to the Tang family." Tang Wan put down his palm and sighed slowly, like a gust of wind blowing through the cave.
"Yes, we are sisters." Monica said.
"Thank God, you still admit that I am your sister. You have your choice, and I also have my decision—" Tang Wan stood up and walked to the door, "From today, you will stay in the manor for me honestly. , When do you want to understand, when will you be allowed to go out!"
"I'm not a kid anymore, why stop me!" Monica yelled dissatisfiedly.
"You will always be a child in my eyes. Even if one day you give birth to a son and your son gives birth to a son again, you will still be my little sister." Tang Wan said, "By the way, I will know where you work. If you ask for leave, don’t use this as an excuse."
"sister-"
Tang Wan closed the door heavily and walked towards his room. What kind of magic did the bastard Luo Ye use to turn Monica's fascination over.
She opened the door and found a person sitting with her back on the sofa. She immediately remembered that she had ordered the manager to find the most powerful killer—he didn't expect to come so quickly.
The person on the sofa clearly heard the sound of opening the door, but did not look back.
"You came a little early!" Tang Wan complained. She wanted to take off the dress that clung to her lower abdomen first, but the killer sat in the room without consent, and she couldn't change it.
"Take off if you want," a familiar voice came from behind the chair, and Luo Ye's cold smile appeared in front of her: "I promise not to look."
Tang Wan screamed and ran towards the door...
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