Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 375 If 1 goes or not...

Chapter 375 If you never come back...

At the same time, Donghai International Airport, an international flight from Boston, USA, just landed.

Xiao Yating and Eric left the plane from the first class first class, accompanied by Eric's personal bodyguards and life assistants, there were more than 20 people, which could be called a crowd.

And Xiao Yating's ostentation was actually not small, she had just entered the terminal when a large number of black suits rushed up to protect her in the center.

The leader was an unsmiling middle-aged man, walking windily, his eyes sharper than knives, he walked up to Xiao Yating quickly, bowed his head slightly and said: "Miss, welcome back to China, the chairman said he will contact you later, Let you go back to Xiaoxiangshan and wait for the call."

Xiao Yating nodded expressionlessly: "Understood, Uncle Zhuang, look at the arrangement. I'm a little tired now, and I just want to go back to Xiaoxiangshan to have a good sleep and beat the jet lag."

She is not familiar with this middle-aged man, but she knows that his surname is Zhuang, and he is the security director of Tianqing Group in the East China Sea. When she and her parents came to East China Sea, he was responsible for the peripheral security work.

Uncle Zhuang acted vigorously, and quickly arranged the itinerary. Xiao Yating went back to Xiao's family to rest in the "Xiaoxiangshan Bieyuan" in the East China Sea, and Eric, as an important guest of Tianqing Group and Xiao's family, was also arranged to live there.

However, Eric seemed to be in good spirits, and he expressed his enthusiasm to go to the Bund to have a big meal first, and he was not in a hurry to go to Xiaoxiangshan to sleep.

So soon, the dark luxury convoy drove out of the airport, and then divided into two parts, heading for Xiaoxiangshan facing the sea in the south and the Bund in the city center respectively.

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Xiaoxiangshan was originally a small and unremarkable barren mountain. Later, Tianqing Group intervened in the real estate market in the East China Sea, and won a large piece of land nearby to build a high-end villa project.

And the small barren mountain in the center was acquired by the Xiao family, renamed "Little Fragrant Mountain", and became the Xiao family's other courtyard in the East China Sea.

If you refer to the current housing prices in the East China Sea, the value of this "Xiaoxiangshan Courtyard" overlooking the sea and sky is simply inestimable.

And this kind of momentum and coercion of "occupying the mountain is king", I don't know how many streets away from the villas in the center of Donghai City, which is enough to show the strength of the Xiao family and Tianqing Group.

But in Xiao Yating's view, this place is nothing more than a cage, even if it is built like a fairyland on earth, it can't change the essence of its cage.

It's just like the Xiao family's base camp in the capital - Xiangshan Bieyuan - Yimao.

When Xiao Yating got out of the car, the servants saluted her respectfully, and then began to rush about. Everyone was cautious, as if this young lady of the Xiao family could eat people.

But Uncle Zhuang first arranged the peripheral security work in an orderly manner, and then assigned four female bodyguards who were equally unsmiling to be responsible for Xiao Yating's personal security work.

There are five groups of such personal female bodyguards, and they work in three shifts to ensure that Xiao Yating is in absolute safety at all times.

Xiao Yating has long been used to it, or numb to it. Even when she was in the United States, there was always a private bodyguard hidden by her side. Coupled with the security measures of Eric's house, it can be called foolproof.

And since Xiao Yating could remember, for so many years, the only 'accident' that was out of her father's control was the one in Qingjiang County No. [-] Middle School, when she 'forcibly kissed' Yang Hao.

Xiao Yating recalled this embarrassing and soul-stirring past event. It had happened less than a year ago, but it seemed like a century had passed, as if she was already a dying old woman, without a trace of vitality and hope.

This is a sign of depression, she thought, and she felt even more lost, and walked into the small villa on the top of the back mountain. This was specially built for her by her parents, because she was the first heir of the Xiao family generation. .

Of course, if she doesn't get married, and this is impossible, it's just that the upper echelons of the family - father is one of them - haven't decided on the final marriage partner.

Xiao Yating laughed at herself, ordered the servants to prepare the bathing supplies, and told the female bodyguards to guard the door not to come in. Then she walked into the small courtyard behind the house, where there was a small hot spring.

It is not a natural hot spring, but it is artificially constructed by sending the hot spring water from the bottom of the mountain up through pipes.

But it looks like a real hot spring, steaming hot, and there is a very delicate small viewing window overlooking the sea in the distance and the sky in the distance.

If you are brave enough, you can also soak in the pure open-air viewing hot spring pool next to it. It is a pool built on the top of the back mountain. Through the ingenious design of the steps, people can have a wonderful feeling of being suspended in the air. Very exciting.

When Xiao Yating used to soak in the hot springs here with her mother, she heard from her mother that the designers here were experts specially invited from the Hakone Hot Springs in Dongying, and they spent a lot of money at that time.

But at this moment, Xiao Yating took off her clothes and soaked alone in the warm water, looking down at the tide of the sky through the viewing window, but she didn't feel the slightest pleasure.

Maybe it's like the winter vacation in my memory, when I was still young, I only remember that my mother was suddenly unhappy and brought me here to celebrate the New Year, only my mother and myself, and the rest of the family were in the capital to accompany the old man to celebrate the New Year .

That night, my mother told me to go to bed early, saying that she was going to soak in the hot springs, but I couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, and I didn't see my mother coming back after waiting for a long time.

In the end, I sneaked to the hot spring to take a look, only to find that my mother was soaking in there and drinking alone, she seemed to be drunk, crying and talking nonsense.

Xiao Yating didn't dare to approach, afraid of being discovered by her mother, but she remembered her mother's drunken words clearly.

In fact, it's not drunk talk, it's just two lines of poems, repeated over and over again.

"Beautiful girl breaks her favor before she gets old, and sits in a smoked cage until dawn."

From then on, Xiao Yating had some inexplicable prejudice against her father. It wasn't until she grew up that she saw and understood more that she might have misunderstood her father.

Maybe my mother didn't accuse my father of being heartless and unrighteous when she read these two lines of poems, but she was just desperate for this vain married life.

But in Xiao Yating's cognition, this is the Xiao family, no, it should be said that it is the rules of the game of most power families from ancient times to the present.

Whether it's the royal relatives, or the golden branches and jade leaves, which one can escape this preordained fate?

Xiao Yating soaked in the steaming hot spring, thinking wildly, and gradually felt a little cold, not physically cold, but cold inside.

Suddenly, she stood up abruptly, put on her bathrobe, turned and walked into the room, tied her long hair into a straight ponytail, and then put on a white woolen overcoat.

"If you don't come back... then you don't come back."

She murmured, her gaze like a knife.

(End of this chapter)

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