The other party did not answer directly, but said, "Miss, just come with us. ;;;;;;;;"
His attitude was polite and respectful from beginning to end.
Fang Chixia stared at the man calmly, secretly guessing his identity.
She is quite depressed now, living in a foreign country and living on the streets in the middle of the night.
Appearing so coincidentally when she was in such a dilemma didn't seem malicious, but more like he was helping her.
Fang Chixia thought to herself for a while, then suddenly raised her face.
She was completely unfamiliar with Northern Ireland and knew no one here except him.
Fang Chixia was not sure if these people were sent by that person, but she still bent down and got into the car, "Okay, I'll go with you.;;;;;;;;;;;;;"
The leading man followed her into the car and drove her through the late-night streets of Northern Ireland, finally parking the car in front of a villa.
The person sitting in front got out of the car first, respectfully opened the door for her, and led her into the house.
This is a very beautiful villa, simple, elegant, but stylishly designed.
Fang Chixia followed the man calmly and walked in, passed through the living room, and was finally led to a room upstairs by several people who looked like maids.
"Miss, please stay here tonight. If you want to leave tomorrow, we will arrange for someone to book a flight to the country. There is a call bell beside the bed in the house. If you need it, you can call us at any time. I will leave first. Miss, please go to bed early." The maid took her to a room without disturbing her too much. She explained to her and then left.
Fang Chixia's eyes followed the figures of several people, and before the door was closed, she suddenly stopped them, "Wait a minute."
"Miss Fang still has something to do." The maid stopped and lowered her head in a polite manner.
Fang Chixia looked at her calmly and asked tentatively, "Can you tell me who your master is?"
The other party had obviously been warned in advance, and they lowered their heads. A few of them looked apologetic, "Sorry, Miss Fang, we can't disclose this. Miss Fang, just stay here well."
"Is it your last name?" Fang Chixia wanted to ask, but as soon as she spoke, the maids turned around and left.
She was the only one left in the room for a moment.
Fang Chixia stood in the room and stared at the furnishings in the room quietly for a while. She caught a glimpse of a small music box placed in front of a table by the window. She walked over in a few steps and carefully picked up the box. .
A very beautiful music box with a pure white base. On it is a little angel, stationary, guessing that after the music sounds, it will slowly spin with the music.
Turning the music box over, she found the music start button, pressed it and tried it.
The light music slowly played, and the pure white little angel wings flapped, and as she expected, she slowly flew up.
The music of this music box is very ethereal, so clear that it seems to wash away people's souls.
Fang Chixia quietly stared at the little angel flying above for a long time, then lay down on the bed with the sheets in her arms, not thinking about Luo Yibei anymore.
It was already very late at this time, and she fell asleep quickly after taking such a long flight.
Fang Chixia had a dream, in which she seemed to be back when she first saw him.
A world of pure white, in the morning light, in front of the church, he walked towards her like a prince
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