He was small to begin with, but his voice was so heart-wrenching that he almost cried until his voice became hoarse.
Fang Chixia was touched by his voice and stared blankly at the fire for a while. Her legs were uncontrollable and she wanted to walk towards the fire, but was pulled back by her assistant, "Young Madam, what are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Luo Yibei is still in there! He's still in there! Find a way!" Looking sideways at him, she yelled at him uncontrollably.
"But..." The assistant glanced at the fire and reminded her tremblingly, "The villa is almost empty because of the fire. Young Master, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
Fang Chixia's eyes dimmed immediately after his words.
The fire was still burning brightly.
The whole villa was ablaze.
The fire was so strong that no one could enter...
Fang Chixia stood outside the villa, watching the fire getting bigger and bigger in front of her. Her eye sockets felt like they were being pricked by needles, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to even open them.
The fire in the villa burned very quickly, and it was completely consumed within a few minutes after a few people arrived.
Fang Chixia stood outside in a daze, as if someone had drained her soul.
The little girl stayed with her obediently outside, holding her hand with her little hand, and her body was very close to hers.
It was the assistant who went in to check. He walked around the villa that had been burned down to only a few broken walls. When he returned to Fang Chixia, his head was lowered and he said, "Young madam, I didn't find anything. Maybe the young master Already...already..."
He couldn't say the rest because the child was present.
Fang Chixia stood absentmindedly outside the villa, as if she didn't hear what he said.
She stood outside for a long time, staring in the direction of the villa, without saying a word from beginning to end.
The little girl was beside her, and the little figure was clinging to her. When he first started calling, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears, but he was very quiet afterward.
This is the strength in his bones. The more vulnerable he is, the less likely he is to show it.
The assistant was accompanying the two of them, and the three of them stood outside together for a full day. When it was already dark at night, Fang Chixia slowly came back to his senses, glanced sideways at the assistant beside him, and said coldly Ask, "Who is the client that Young Master is meeting with today?"
"A company from the Middle East." The assistant replied timidly.
"When you get back, give me the information the other party already has." Fang Chixia looked away, picked up the little bag, and walked in the direction of the car in front of her.
Her steps were slow, her back straight and her chin slightly raised as she walked, looking arrogant and strong.
She was like this, which surprised the assistant.
This young lady is different from ordinary women.
When a woman encounters this kind of situation, she would probably be immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself. However, she showed strength.
After following Fang Chixia into the car, Assistant Song and his wife returned home and hurriedly returned to the company to deliver all the information to her.
The Luo family's castle is very large, and there are usually groups of servants there, but because the family is so big, it still seems a little deserted.
After Xiao Naibao came back, Fang Chixia asked someone to prepare dinner so that he could eat well, and then sat with him for a while. When he felt sleepy and fell asleep quietly, Fang Chixia brought his assistant over. The information went to the study room.
Sitting alone on a chair in the study, she stared at the information in her hands carefully.
The company is from the Middle East, and the legal representative has the name of a Middle Eastern man, a series of surnames that she is not familiar with.