Riyadh nights always give a sense of tranquility, with stars dotted against a dark curtain and a glow of neon lights lighting up the sky.

In the huge luxurious presidential room, Jue Xichen stood in front of the exquisite floor-to-ceiling window, holding a wine glass in his hand, elegantly shaking the red wine in the wine glass, Jiang Wu stood behind him respectfully.

"Young master, the third young master is still outside."

His thin lips opened lightly, and his cold and hard voice was seductive and low, "Let him go back." ”

"Young master, third young master, he ......"

"Jiang Wu!" Jue Xichen said in a deep voice, "Don't forget who you are. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wu immediately knelt down respectfully, "Jiang Wu has crossed the distance." ”

"Get out!"

"Yes, young master."

Early the next morning, early in the morning, Qin Nianxuan was called up by the waiter in the hotel to have breakfast.

Get up and wash up and look at yourself in the mirror.

The bruises on the corners of her lips hadn't dissipated yet, and when she touched it lightly, it hurt her teeth and grinned.

"Miss Qin, have you washed up? Mr. Jue is already waiting for you. The waitress's businesslike voice rang out outside the bathroom.

The waiter is an Asian specially recruited by Jue Xichen and can speak Chinese.

"I see." She sighed softly.

A cold male voice suddenly came from the room, "What about Miss Qin?" ”

The waitress's voice then rang out, "Sir, Miss Qin is still washing." ”

"Give this to her and let her apply it to the wound."

"Yes, sir."

The man seemed to have gone out, and Qin Nianxuan immediately heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

The waitress stood in the doorway with a bottle of medicine in her hand.

Qin Nianxuan looked at the waitress, frowned, and seeing that she was displeased, the waitress immediately lowered her head and said, "Miss Qin, this is what a gentleman asked me to give you, and he said, let you apply it to the wound." ”

"Give it to me."

After the waitress gave her the medicine bottle, she went out, Qin Nianxuan looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, opened the cap, and a faint fragrance spread in the air.

Did Jue Xichen send it to her?

Squeezing out a little ointment on his fingers, Qin Nianxuan looked in the mirror and wiped the medicine on the corner of his lips.

It was very cool, and the pain had subsided a lot.

After wiping the medicine and going out of the bathroom to change her clothes, she went downstairs to the restaurant to eat.

Sure enough, Jue Xichen was already waiting for her in the restaurant.

The woman is dressed in a pale pink dress, with coffee-colored curly hair casually draped over her shoulders, and a beautiful face with a little powder, which looks lazy and sexy.

Jue Xichen paused for a moment, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched the woman sit across from him.

Jiang Wu stepped forward to pour wine for Jue Xichen, and then retreated to the side.

Qin Nianxuan started to eat without saying hello, and the man's deep voice sounded on the opposite side.

"Go to the tarmac after eating."

"......" Qin Nianxuan raised his head and looked at him for a long time, "You really decided to go to the UK?" ”

Jue Xichen dined elegantly, "If you don't go to the UK, where do you want to go?" ”

"Z City."

"Why didn't you want to go back to Z City before, but now you want to go back?" Jue Xichen crossed his legs, leaned back against the dining chair, and smiled coldly.

Before? He had forced her so hard before, how could she want to go back.

"Is there something going on with us going to London?"

"Heh, what do you think?" He asked rhetorically with a sneer, not saying much.

Something must be going on, but what could it be?

Why did the third young master of the Jue family stop Jue Xichen from going to London?

Is it really related to the Jue family?