"Miss, are you up?" Wang's mother's voice came from outside the door.

Xia Xingchen woke up very early, and when he woke up, he was still tossing and turning in bed, intending to go back to sleep. It wasn't until Wang's mother called her a few times that she finally sat up with her hands up, rolled over and got out of bed to open the door.

Wang Ma's mouth was still half open and she was going to call her again, but when she suddenly opened the door and appeared in front of her, she was stunned and was really startled.

Xia Xingchen still put one hand on the doorknob, and asked her tiredly, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Ma retracted her mind and calmly replied to her, "The young master asked you to go down." ”

"What's the matter?"

"When the young lady comes down, I'll find out by asking the young master myself." After Wang Ma finished speaking, she nodded at her and turned to leave.

Xia Xingchen closed his eyes and closed the door again. The hour hand of the wall clock on the wall is already hanging above 8. Looking at the time, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Xia Xingchen went down the stairs. Wang Ma pointed her finger and motioned for her to go out of the gate.

A black Bentley was parked under the door, and in the driver's seat sat the driver of the Leng family. She looked behind her, and Leng Yan was indeed behind, like a sculpture that emitted cold air.

She reached out and pulled open the car door and sat in the back seat of the car, but she was far away from him, "Where are you going?" ”

Glancing at her location coldly, he didn't intend to answer her, but just opened his mouth and commanded the driver, "Drive." ”

The car slid out of the hollowed-out wrought iron gate of the cold house, and drove on the asphalt road of T City without speed or slowness.

The atmosphere in the car was depressing, Xia Xingchen knew that Leng Yan would not take care of her, so she simply closed her mouth, and her two eyes just looked at the street scene passing by the window.

Cold eyes glanced at the side of her face faintly, he resisted the urge to reach out and touch her fluffy and supple head, but there was a little more love in his eyes that Xia Xingchen could not see, complex and affectionate.

The car had already driven out of the city, Xia Xingchen looked at the scenery on both sides of the road, she recognized this place, this led to a forest villa that Leng Shen bought. When she first entered Leng's house, Leng Shen brought her and her mother here. In the summer, he often takes Xia Yiqiu to live here. As soon as they left, she was fighting Leng Yan at home, and she always had a way to make Leng Yan jump in anger, but she could make him dare not do anything to her.

Memories tugged at her, but the blade of reality quickly cut off her thoughts. The car had already stopped in front of a small villa, and Leng Yan had already pushed open the car door, but he didn't forget to say to her, "Get out of the car." ”

In order to escape the devouring memories, Xia Xingchen hurriedly pushed the car door and walked down. She silently followed Leng Yan into the house, and the layout of the house did not change. Because the owner hired someone to clean it regularly, it was spotless.

Staring at Leng Yan's back, she slowly followed Leng Yan up the stairs and stepped on the wooden floor on the second floor, and her footsteps made a clattering sound.

Leng Yan stopped in front of the door of the master bedroom, and Xia Xingchen almost bumped into him like a headless fly. He glanced at her disdainfully, then pushed the door open.

Looking at the layout inside and the scene in front of her, she stretched out her hands to cover her mouth, and the scene in front of her was gradually obscured by the mist.

A voice as cold as ice sounded in her ears, word by word, "Now, do you hate me even more?" ”