The new accommodation was three blocks away from Mrs. Hudson's, and the traffic jams made it a lot of work.

She probably won't be going to Baker Street very often in the future.

Maybe it's time for her to make new social connections and change her mindset.

Song Yiqiao spent a day shopping for basic supplies, carrying a bunch of large and small bags, and she refused to help from kind men from time to time on the way. Wait until nightfall. After she arrived, she took a taxi home and climbed upstairs with ease.

She pushed open the door, tossed everything aside, kicked off her heels, and hung her long camel-colored trench coat haphazardly on a hanger. Song Yiqiao lay lazily on the sofa and let out a comfortable sigh.

It was so comfortable to live alone!

The phone rings suddenly.

She picked up her phone and frowned a little uneasily when she saw the caller ringing. The other party didn't intend to give her a chance to breathe, and the ringtone like a life charm kept repeating, looking like she didn't give up, so she had no choice but to pick it up.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

Hubert's voice was low: "Good evening, I heard that you have moved, how is the new house?" ”

Sure enough, it was the mafia, and the speed of receiving the news was faster than Song Yiqiao imagined. In other words, Hubert's attention to her was higher than expected, which made her feel very uneasy.

"Good." Song Yiqiao replied perfunctorily, "Is there anything else?" I'm going to get ready to rest. ”

"There's a drinking party at the Kelloer Hotel tomorrow night."

“…… What the? She asked, inexplicably.

"I cordially invite you to be my female companion."

Song Yiqiao subconsciously refused: "I'm not used to this kind of scene, sir, you should go to a noble lady who is a celebrity." ”

"No, you're a good fit."

In the dark room, there was no light at all, except for the cold moonlight pouring in through the window, and the man sat in a soft chair, and spoke in a gentle and polite tone, like an ordinary friend. As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed a photograph on the wall.

After lingering through a few photos with your fingertips, you finally settled on a background photo of a banquet.

The protagonist in the photo is wearing a knee-length black velvet silk evening dress, and the white skin under the light reveals an ivory-like color, which looks very attractive.

The man's fingertips tapped lightly on her beautiful eyes that twinkled like stars, and she didn't move for a long time.

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and his tone was gentle and harmless.

"Eight o'clock tomorrow night, is that okay?"

"What if I refuse?"

"Miss Song, the matter of the godson has been dealt with, and I will fly back to Sicily after attending the dinner tomorrow, this is not an excessive request."

“……”

"I'm sorry you didn't feel comfortable with your presumptuous attitude. Maybe it's because of the character of long-term life, I always unconsciously strengthen the control of zhì desires, I tried to correct it, but it was too late, you know, in that kind of environment, it is easy for people to form a paranoid character, I really can't control zhì. ”

"I understand."

"So, can you give me a chance to atone for my sins? I don't want to leave regrets in London. ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds.

"Okay."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow night at eight o'clock." He paused, his voice so soft that it was intoxicating, "Good night, I wish you a good night." ”

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Hubert stared at the picture of the banquet, his deep black eyes not blinking for a long time. The young mafia godfather fades his kind appearance in the dark night, and the twisted paranoia swells wildly in the bottomless eyes, looking shocking.

His hand touched the position of Song Yiqiao's heart, as if holding her fresh and soft heart in his hand, he could hold this woman's life tightly.

Hubert's gaze is stinging, like that of all young people who are obsessed with love.

The hoarse murmur was so clear in the empty room.

"You look glamorous tonight, Joe."

……

Song Yiqiao understands that there is no way to reason with Hubert, as he said, the habitual hardline attitude has become nature, even if the appearance is gentle and harmless, in fact, the mafia status has given him a lot of convenience.

Once used to that life, few people are willing to give up, especially men.

So she has to be extremely cautious about tomorrow's ball.

Song Yiqiao hid his face and sighed. She could already anticipate everyone's scrutiny and whispers after entering the hall, and it was estimated that in only a day or two, her identity would be dug up by these celebrities.

It's terrible to think about.

I didn't sleep too much this night. She is not the only one who is also sleepless.

Song Yiqiao went to the newspaper office the next day to sort out the recent work, and Amp never criticized her behavior, and her useless attitude as long as she wrote the manuscript made her feel a little guilty.

With a newspaper salary and frequent absences, it is simply incompetent to be an employee.

Song Yiqiao, who was found by conscience, carefully sorted it out and decided to focus on work. Maybe she should learn to analyze more cases, so that it will be good for herself.

A busy day lasts until the end of the day.

Song Yiqiao refused the invitation of his colleagues to have dinner together and rushed home early. She had finished her shower and was blowing her hair when she heard the doorbell ring.

"It's coming!"

Song Yiqiao opened the door with her long wet hair, and Hubert was dressed in a decent black suit, with a long figure, elegant and graceful. He smiled and handed over a handful of delicate lilies.

"Did I come too early?"

"No, please come in."

She took the flowers, replaced the withered tulips, and carefully cut the fresh branches. into a vase.

From an angle that Song Yiqiao didn't pay attention to, Hubert looked at her long damp hair, her freshly bathed crimson cheeks, her slender and soft hands, and a pair of beautiful eyes, and a wisp of inexplicable smile on the corner of her lips.

"Sorry, maybe I'll have to delay a bit, I don't have a proper evening dress."

-- Not at all.

"Happy to help."

Hubert seemed to be in a good mood.

The two of them set off quickly, and Song Yiqiao tried on clothes very quickly, but a few pieces of evening dresses were finalized. Hubert had already paid the bill when she was trying on the clothes, and when Song Yiqiao came out of the fitting room, his expression was gentle and focused, staring at the incredibly beautiful woman opposite, and he was unwilling to look away.

Song Yiqiao was a little hairy by his overly hot gaze, and avoided it uncomfortably: "Can we go?" ”

"Wait a minute."

He half-crouched, got down on one knee as if proposing, and pulled out a pair of high heels.

"Feet up."

All the female customers and shopping guides in the store couldn't hide their envious eyes and kept peeking here, which made Song Yiqiao very embarrassed. She took a step back, but her ankle was held by a hand as strong as a shackle, and a hot layer of heat added to her delicate skin.

Her goosebumps rose and she almost kicked her out subconsciously.

"I can do it myself." Song Yiqiao's face was a little ugly, "Please let go." ”

Hubert's head didn't even rise, the force in his hand suddenly increased, and his gentle voice seemed to be cold: "Joe, I don't like people rejecting my kindness. ”

The atmosphere between the two was a little stiff for a while.

In the eyes of other people, they looked like a couple's fight, but Song Yiqiao was so nervous that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

-- The alert for the first level of alert rang again!

"Good ......"

She tried to steady Hubert's fluctuating feelings, slowly lifted her feet, and reluctantly let the other man put her in high heels.

"It's perfect." Hubert nodded his head as if admiring his own work of art.

Song Yiqiao suddenly had an ominous premonition. Maybe Hubert is more difficult to grasp than she imagined, and if the other party suddenly changes, I'm afraid she won't be able to react at all, and she has to find a way to escape Hubert's control.

"I'll go check out, you wait here for a while."

"I've already paid the bill." Hubert grabbed her arm and leaned over to her ear, his hoarse voice whispering, "Don't try to escape, Joe, I have a lot more power than you think, you can't escape." ”

A few faint words of threat succeeded in making Song Yiqiao freeze in place.

“……”

Hubert let go of his hand, looked at his female companion's vigilant expression, and suddenly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I can't help but love you, did I scare you?" ”

"It's nothing, let's go."

Song Yiqiao decided to keep silent as much as possible, and he had to be obedient, but he had already begun to plan a way out in his heart.

She can't sit still!