Ding Dong, Uncle Zhao's mobile phone rang, Uncle Zhao took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and then looked at it and said to Xia Moyan, "Young Master has something to look for me, I won't bother you here, try to eat as soon as possible, there is no place for hot rice here, it's not good if it's cold." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Uncle Zhao looked at the dark wood-colored lunch box and said to Xia Moyan.

"Hmm." Xia Moyan looked at Uncle Zhao and responded with a smile.

After Uncle Zhao left, Xia Moyan's smile suddenly became solemn, and some smiles were just a disguise for others to see, after all, feelings are something that is cold and self-aware.

In Wen's castle, Si Qing had successfully returned to the basement.

Han Lingyao sat on the sofa, flipping through fashion magazines at will.

Wen Yichen was wearing a dark blue suit with a shirt with black dots on a white background, he slowly walked down the stairs, his slender fingers slowly touching the handrail of the stairs.

"Ling Yao, I'm going to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, just tell the servants to do something." Wen Yichen walked up to Han Lingyao and said to Han Lingyao.

"Shall I go with you?" Han Lingyao stood up, then looked at Wen Yichen happily and asked.

"No, you're here alone, don't leave this castle." Wen Yichen looked at Han Lingyao, and there was a hint of command in his tone at this time, so that he didn't dare to resist.

"Okay, I'll stay here." After Han Lingyao heard what Wen Yichen said, her body paused, and then after laughing, she said to Wen Yichen.

"Well, Uncle Zhao!" Wen Yichen shouted.

At this time, Uncle Zhao had already arrived in the castle.

"Young Master!" Uncle Zhao walked up to Wen Yichen and bowed his head and shouted.

"Take care of Ling Yao, don't let her go outside, it's a little windy now, it's not good if something goes wrong." Wen Yichen looked at Uncle Zhao and ordered.

"Yes, young master!" Uncle Zhao looked at Wen Yichen, and then said to Wen Yichen.

After Wen Yichen left, Han Lingyao glanced at Uncle Zhao, and then said, "Uncle Zhao, I think I'm a little hungry, you tell me to go and make me something to eat." ”

"Yes, Miss Han." Uncle Zhao said, and went to the kitchen to make food.

When he came back, Uncle Zhao didn't see Han Lingyao doing it on the sofa.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao searched around until he found Han Lingyao in a guest room.

"Miss Han, the meal is ready, please go and use it." Seeing this, Uncle Zhao looked down at Han Lingyao's back, and then said.

"Uncle Zhao, I heard that Xia Moyan went to the firewood room?" Han Lingyao turned around, put her hands behind her back, and asked.

"Yes, the young master is afraid that Miss Xia will affect your rest, so let Miss Xia go to the firewood room." Uncle Zhao still lowered his head, and then replied.

After Han Lingyao heard Uncle Zhao's words, she couldn't help but smile in her heart, Wen Yichen actually let Xia Moyan go to the firewood room.

I still don't believe it, so I've been looking for it in the guest room for so long.

Then, Han Lingyao walked to Uncle Zhao's side, then looked at Uncle Zhao and asked, "Uncle Zhao, can you take me to Xia Moyan?" ”

"Miss Han, when the young master left, I ordered you to be here." Uncle Zhao looked at Han Lingyao and replied.

"Hmph, you mean you won't take me there?" Han Lingyao looked at Uncle Zhao who was bent over, and said to Uncle Zhao implicitly in her voice.

"Miss Han, it's not that I don't want you to go, it's just that the young master ordered it when he left. I'll take you with me, I'm afraid some..."

"Enough! How? Can't do that? With some unhappiness in her eyes, Han Lingyao interrupted Uncle Zhao's unfinished words, and then yelled at Uncle Zhao.

It is completely different from the elegant, generous, intellectual, and sensible Han Lingyao who is rumored to be outside.

"Miss Han, this... I'll ask the young master, you wait. Uncle Zhao looked at Han Lingyao and said.

"I'll find it myself, get out!" Han Lingyao said, walked out of the castle, and pushed Uncle Zhao as he left.

"Miss Han!" Uncle Zhao shouted behind Han Lingyao.

It's just that Han Lingyao didn't care about Uncle Zhao's voice, and then went to find the firewood house alone.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao picked up the phone next to him, and then dialed Wen Yichen's phone.

"Hey, young master, as soon as you leave, Miss Han will go to find Miss Xia." Uncle Zhao said on the phone.

"You send someone to keep an eye on Han Lingyao first, and I'll go back!" Wen Yichen said to Uncle Zhao with a frown in the car, at this time, his heart seemed to be hanging in the middle like a stone, and he did not fall to the ground, and he was a little worried.

"Yes, young master." Uncle Zhao said, after Uncle Zhao finished speaking, Wen Yichen hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Go back the same way!" Hurry up! ”

"Yes, Wen Shao!"

Seeing this, the driver sped up and returned to Wen's Castle.

In the garden, Xia Moyan took the lunch box to the small balcony on the so-called "small firewood house".

One table, two chairs, just why put two chairs, could it be that Wen Yichen thought he was too lonely, so the extra chair was a small animal or something?

Xia Moyan thought in her heart.

She opened the lunch box, and the smell of lunch came out.

Xia Moyan looked at the fragrance in the food box, then took a deep breath, and a smile naturally appeared on her face.

It's as if all the bad things have vanished.

Xia Moyan looked at the sunshine of nature, eating while looking at the surrounding scenery, which was a unique taste.

"What's the matter with her, Wen Yichen and Han Lingyao, no matter what I do, it's all gone!" Xia Moyan muttered to herself while eating.

Suddenly, she felt as if something was missing in her ears, so she turned on her phone and played a piano song.

Piano music has no words, but tunes can touch people's hearts.

The slow and long melody spread in Xia Moyan's ears, the composer must be a person with a story, otherwise how could he feel a touch of sadness in this tune.

Xia Moyan thought in her heart.

I can't help but conceive a picture in my mind.

In the dark environment, a faint orange-yellow light shines, and a man in a suit plays under the piano, illuminating the general outline of the man's side face, and his eyes show a hint of melancholy.

The slender fingers play a tune as the keys beat.

Is it because my heart is too sad or is the song itself tinged with sadness?

Xia Moyan thought in her heart, and couldn't help but feel that she was hypocritical again.

"It's better to eat well, and don't let some unhappy things affect your appetite." Xia Moyan lowered her head and muttered to herself, and as she spoke, she turned off the music, listening to the crisp bird calls around her, Xia Moyan's mood suddenly brightened.

She is easily affected by the things next to her.

"You're in a good mood!" Han Lingyao walked to the side of Xia Moyan's house at this time, then raised her head, looked at Xia Moyan and said in a somewhat bitter voice.

"Why are you here?" Xia Moyan said obviously a little unhappy.

After all, Han Lingyao had done some things before, so Xia Moyan was naturally a little wary of her, if it was before, Xia Moyan would naturally not be afraid of her, but now she still has a child in her belly, so she must be guarded.