Paris, France.

Today's deer park is still full of birds, when Lu Chengyu brought Xu Sa inside, he swept it at a glance, on the high platform in the center of the hall, the tea master performed the tea art in a variety of ways, but there were only two or three tables of guests sparsely around.

Fu Usheng had already been instructed, and when he saw that they were allowed in, he immediately stepped forward to lead the way and led them to the private seat on the second floor.

The tea master was already waiting in the private seat and greeted respectfully: "Chairman Lu, Mr. Michael is stuck in traffic on the road, please wait a while." ”

"Okay."

Lu Chengyu didn't take a seat immediately, and when the tea master began to cook tea, he stood by the window, his eyes fell lightly, and the tea ceremony performance on the high platform downstairs had been replaced by Peking Opera.

The original owner of the deer garden is Chinese, whether it is the decoration design, or the overall layout is biased towards the old Chinese style, Michael has not changed since taking over, in addition to tea art and Peking opera, as well as storytelling and juggling, fu U students are also wearing five four clothes, blue shirts and black skirts, carrying a long-spouted teapot shuttle between the eight immortal tables, at first glance it looks like a world away, as if returning to the tea house written by Lao She a hundred years ago.

At this time, what was sung on the stage was a 'drunken concubine', Hua Dan, who played Yang Yuhuan, was graceful, shaking her eyes step by step, looking back, charming, Lu Chengyu looked at it, but she remembered another woman.

That woman is never deliberately pretentious, and her body is naturally coquettish, intelligent and cunning, so that people can't take their eyes off it when they see it.

She's ...... Lu Chengyu's dark eyes melted like thick ink, rippling with water waves, quiet and warm.

Is Paris cold, is the North City cold?

She was born in Rongcheng and grew up in Rongcheng, can she stand the temperature in the north?

The tea master behind him said softly: "Chairman Lu, please use tea." ”

Lu Chengyu put away his thoughts and turned around, and accidentally noticed that the tea master was wearing a cheongsam, and inexplicably remembered that the woman had also worn a cheongsam, and her delicate figure was outlined beautifully, but he only saw her wear it once...... Why do you keep thinking of her today?

He pinched his eyebrow bones and asked Xu Sa casually: "How is it in Beicheng?" ”

……

North Side.

"Help——!"

A scream rang out, and the man lying on the bed sat up straight.

She didn't know what she was dreaming about, and when she woke up, her eyes were still out of focus, and the look of horror on her face did not go away, and she sat there dumbfounded, motionless.

"三xiǎo jiě, are you okay?" Someone next to him asked softly.

Xia Sangyu was shocked by this shout, and found that the place he was in was no longer a cold and damp forest filled with the smell of rotting plants and trees, but a warm and comfortable hotel room with the heating on.

…… What's going on?

She only remembered that she and Nanfeng were kidnapped and thrown in the wild mountains, and a group of people were chasing them, and in the process of escaping, Nanfeng accidentally rolled down the hillside, and she wanted to pull her, and then ...... And then what happened?

Xia Sangyu tried to remember what happened next, but found that her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything, except for a stabbing pain in her neck.

Oh yes.

She tried to pull her, but was pinned to the ground by those who caught up, injected with anesthetic again, and then she lost consciousness and fell unconscious.

Wake up right here.

Was she saved?

Xia Sangyu turned her head in a daze, and when she saw the smiling woman beside the bed, her expression was stunned for a moment: "Steward Zhao, why are you here...... You saved me? ”

Steward Zhao shook his head: "Sanxiǎo jiě, it was Madame who saved you." ”

Xia Sangyu's eyes shrank, it turned out to be her mother......

"Madame in the little drawing-room." Steward Zhao reminded.

This is a suite, the small living room is outside the bedroom, Xia Sangyu changed her clothes before going out, and combed her hair neatly. In the mirror, her face was a little pale, but there was no makeup here, and she couldn't put it on, so it was the only way.

The small living room is not big or small, a floor-to-ceiling window opens to the south, it is afternoon at the moment, the warm sun pours into the room, a woman dressed in all black is sitting on a chair by the window, looking at a book, the sun leaves traces on her fingertips, there is black tea on the small coffee table in her hand, she picks it up from time to time and takes a sip.

Rao is that she is dressed so plainly, but her demeanor is still unconcealable and elegant, so that people dare not underestimate her identity.

Xia Sangyu walked over, pursed her pale lips and pursed her lips: "Mother." ”

The noble lady closed the book and looked at her for the time being, there was no special emotion in her eyes, this deliberate stop action, as if just to follow the basic politeness of looking at the other party when speaking, she said lightly: "The doctor said that you only have a skin injury, and you will be fine after two days of rest." ”

"Yes......" Xia Sangyu gently tugged at the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and asked a little cautiously and tentatively, "Mother, why did you come to Beicheng?" ”

The noble lady picked up the black tea and drank it, and the butler Zhao who came out replied instead: "The old lady of the Qiao family passed away, and the lady came to mourn." ”

It turned out that he came to mourn the deceased...... A trace of disappointment flashed in Xia Sangyu's eyes, and then she suddenly remembered another thing: "Mother, I was trapped in the wild mountain with me, and there is another person, did you ...... her?"

At this time, a man walked in outside the door, as if he was coming to report something, Xia Sangyu's voice stopped abruptly, and she heard him say, "Madam, another group of people have entered the wild mountain." ”

The lady asked lightly, "Whose person?" ”

"Sheng Yuchen, president of AS Group."

Xia Sangyu's expression was relieved, it seemed that the news of their kidnapping had been spread, Sheng Yuchen was here to find Nanfeng, with his ability, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone.

The lady put the teacup back into the saucer, and the porcelain and the porcelain collided with each other with a crisp sound, and she said without a wave: "Send someone to stop him, and don't let him find the woman so easily." ”

Xia Sangyu looked up in astonishment: "Mother, ...... you"

The noble lady swept over with a glance, clear and cold, and cut off her unfinished words at once.

Xia Sangyu stagnated, but still stubbornly said: "Mother, no matter what, she is still Chengyu's wife, if you make a move, if Chengyu knows, will it ......?"

The lady had always been bland, but at this time she let out a chuckle, abrupt and implicitly sarcastic.

Xia Sangyu was stunned.

The plain white fingers brushed the folds of the skirt, and the noble lady asked slowly, "Who do you think kidnapped you?" ”

Xia Sangyu's eyes suddenly widened.

What, what does it mean?

Such rhetorical questions carry all sorts of bad messages in themselves.

Her eyebrows twitched, could it be that the people who kidnapped her and the south wind were ......

The noblewoman's tone was solemn, and she was sure that she had guessed in her heart.

"He knows it."

……

Hurt.

It hurts.

The first thing Nanfeng felt when he woke up was a dense pain in his limbs.

It was already dawn, the sun was dazzling overhead, and she squinted around to see the rolling ridges and vegetation.

I vaguely remember that after rolling down the hillside, she knocked on a stone and fell unconscious.

Nanfeng sat up on the ground, only to realize that he was actually stuck halfway up the mountain by a large rock.

She was glad for a while and scared for a while, although this part of the road was bumpy but not steep, covered with weeds, which reduced her damage to a certain extent, if she rolled down any further, she might die.

Rao was like this, she had some abrasions and sharp leaves on her body, but at this time, these injuries that did not hinder her life, she did not take it seriously for the time being.

Nanfeng pursed his lips and cautiously climbed over the mountain wall to return to the gentler grass.

She rolled down from above, and it was a surprise that the men didn't chase after her.

Maybe it was because of the sun, under photosynthesis, the forest was filled with fog, the south wind went higher and higher, and the surroundings became quieter and quieter, but there was no trace of those who chased her, and Xia Sangyu didn't know where it was.

Nanfeng stopped to rest, she was aching and tired and hungry, and it had only been twelve hours since last night, but it seemed like days had passed.

There was a faint sound of feet stepping on the dead leaves behind her, Nanfeng immediately turned around vigilantly, and sure enough, when she saw two men approaching her, she chuckled in her heart, and got up and ran without hesitation.

She runs, and they chase after them.

Soon, the road came to an end, and she stumbled into a cliff.

Then the sky began to be gray again, as if it was going to snow again.

Below the cliff is the frozen inland river, they searched for it all night last night, but they didn't expect it to be here, but this place is dozens of meters away from the ice, and it is impossible for her to jump from here.

After a pause, the pursuers behind him had arrived.

Nanfeng confronted them from a distance of three or five meters, only to feel his heart shrink suddenly.

The two men looked at each other, moving slowly in her direction.

Nanfeng's eyes were clearly frightened, but her expression was very calm, her hands were clenched into fists at her sides, staring at the man tightly, stubbornly unwilling to admit defeat like a dying and struggling trapped beast.

Nearby, in the treetops, a palm-sized beetle rested, with two bean-sized eyes shining red.

If you look closely, you can easily see that this is actually an unmanned aircraft in the appearance of a beetle, and under the cover of leaves, it is not noticed by anyone, and its eyes are directed in the direction of the south wind, and the recorded footage is transmitted back to the three computers connected to it in real time.

The room was darkened, and there was not a single ray of light, except for the faint light of the computer screen.

The screen is divided into four parts, and he does not open the shè xiàng head, so the screen that belongs to him is black.

Michael is not online, and Song admires the desperate situation of the south wind, as if he is watching a performance, laughing from time to time.

He simply turned off Shi Pin, and this time, the screen was only left with the image of monitoring the south wind.

He picked up the coffee in his hand and was about to take a sip with his eyes down, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the south wind in the picture suddenly sprinting to the right, and his sudden movements were unexpected and unexpected.

The two men who surrounded her reacted quickly, and immediately stretched out their hands to grab her, Nanfeng was in good shape and dodged the gap between the two, and she really dodged two pairs of hands that were close at hand, but the man couldn't stop for a while due to the inertia of his body, and almost fell off the cliff!

It turned out that Nanfeng's gaze just now was imagining the direction of escape and the man's reaction.

In the face of danger, there is courage and knowledge.

He brought the coffee to his lips, the corners of which curled slightly.

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