After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

"Do not believe."

He never believed what others said. What he saw was not necessarily true, let alone what he heard.

That person just wanted to make Nian'er feel resentful after she came back, but he would not,

All I can say is that he underestimated his feelings for Nian'er.

Xiao Zhui was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't you believe it, sir?"

Qi Yiheng raised his head and looked at him with determination in his eyes: "Why should I believe it?"

He stood up, walked around Xiao Zhui and walked forward, all the way to the oil painting and started looking at it. It was a very beautiful oil painting of spring, and one could tell the creator's yearning for the world.

He looked at the oil paintings around him again. This man liked oil paintings very much, but the ones he liked were the gloomy and dark ones, mostly with dark colors as the main tone.

But this oil painting was different from those others. It was too obvious. I really thought he was an idiot.

Qi Yiheng turned around and walked directly to the place where he first walked past and pulled the cabinet door handle.

Two minutes later, the bookcase slowly opened in Xiao Zhui's shocked gaze, revealing a deep path.

The path lit up as the cabinet door opened. The warm yellow light made the path seem even longer and secluded, and the wooden plank road was very quiet to walk on.

"First... sir, we..."

"Wait ten minutes before going in."

He stood in front of the bookcase and looked at the things inside, with an unclear look in his eyes.

Xiao Zhui hurried out to call for help but was bumped by a bodyguard who came in in the same hurry.

"Xiao, Secretary Xiao, I'm sorry."

The bodyguard stood in front of him respectfully. He was 1.98 meters tall and looked sturdy and tall.

Xiao Zhui looked up at him, his figure reflected in the lens.

"Is something wrong?"

The bodyguard took a deep breath and said, "We found... our lady's clothes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air froze.

Qi Yiheng turned around and looked at the two people standing at the door with an indifferent expression: "Where are you?"

"Hot spring pool."

The bodyguard was so frightened that his legs went limp and he had to hold himself together to avoid falling down.

"Which floor is it on?"

"First floor."

After saying that, the boy walked out of the house and went downstairs.

Next to the hot spring pool on the first floor was the dress that An Yuannian wore the night she lost it. The black dress was thrown on the ground, wrinkled and tattered, with scattered fabrics in a mess.

Even the earrings and necklaces on her body were thrown on the ground.

Qi Yiheng stood by with his head down, looking at the things on the ground, and everyone around him looked away.

One of the bodyguards had tears in his eyes: "Madam... Madam, did you really succeed?"

He could speak in a low voice but still be heard.

Qi Yiheng looked at him and waved at him.

The bodyguard walked over cautiously, and was very nervous throughout the whole process.

He...his career seemed to be coming to an end.

God, please bless him and his wife, and help them get through this disaster safely.

"what did you say?"

The boy's cold voice was filled with anger, and the coldness at the corners of his mouth made him shiver.

"Nothing said."

He couldn't admit it. If he did, he would be dead.

Qi Yiheng smiled. He had a pair of affectionate eyes, and his smile was particularly charming. But at this moment, he was nothing like the way he looked when facing his lover. There was only indifference in those peach blossom eyes.

The bodyguard lowered his head and dared not speak. At this moment he was thinking of his wife.

He will really cry if his lady doesn't come back.

Qi Yiheng looked him up and down and finally let him go back.

Now is not the time to deal with these things. Wait until Nian'er comes back and let her deal with it herself.

"Wait, I'll guard the mountain by myself after this is over."

The bodyguard's face turned pale instantly, and he stood guard at the mountain.

Guarding the mountain was a punishment imposed by the young master a few years ago. There was no food, bedding, tents or any other wilderness tools in the deserted mountains.

He only had a small dagger and had to survive alone in there for a month, during which time there were all kinds of ferocious beasts, insects, ants, snakes, etc.

Will he die there?

It would be better to let the master punish him.

........................

"Go faster."

The woman was pushed by several rough maids behind her, and she sprained her ankle and fell to the ground.

"Hi~"

She gasped, and the white short-sleeved shirt she was wearing was stained with a trace of dust, and the blue jeans underneath were also a little dusty.

She was wearing a pair of white shoes without any lumps on her feet.

The two maids looked at each other and saw annoyance in each other's eyes.

In the end, he lifted her up in a solemn manner, and then the two of them took turns carrying her on their backs.

[Host, you are awesome.]

An Yuannian lay on the maid's back and curled her lips where they couldn't see her: "Tsk, who told them to push me? They almost drowned me just now. If I hadn't been able to hold my breath, I would have drunk a bellyful of stinky water."

Zhaocai suppressed his smile and looked at the path that had not yet reached the end: [Host, do you think the vendor can be found?]

An Yuannian wanted to nod, but held back: "Yes, he will definitely find me."

She always believed in him.

The two maids took turns carrying her outside.

"La la la la, la la la la, I'm a small newspaper seller, running around the streets in heavy wind and rain..."

The pleasant sound echoed in the alley, and the two maids felt so annoyed that they wanted to hit someone.

What kind of weird person is this?

As we walked out, we could see the dazzling sunlight from afar, tearing through the darkness and pouring in, as if paving a path towards light for everyone.

It wasn't until she came out that she could see where she was.

A suburban manor in Country F, filled with various beautifully crafted sculptures.

An Yuannian was brought in by the maid, and inside was another world.

The gatekeepers were covered in tattoos and had many scars.

An Yuannian could see that none of them had clean hands.

The maid walked over and said in a fluent F language: "Open the door, Mr. Belt asked us to bring her here."

The gatekeepers looked at each other, took the things from her hands and then opened the door.

An Yuannian was carried in by a maid. During the whole process, she acted like a perfect rag doll, not speaking, moving, looking, or playing.

The two maids were a little surprised that she didn't speak.

After the two people came in and walked away, An Yuannian saw two waves of people patrolling, and she frowned.

It's just a shabby manor, but it's guarded so strictly.

But...if it's so strict, shouldn't it be a castle?

A woman wearing a French halter dress came towards me. She was about 1.7 meters tall, with fiery red lips and a dark blue halter dress. The black high heels on her feet revealed her fair skin.

She raised her hand to block the sunlight and his eyes fell lazily on her.

"Where did this little thing come from?"

Her arrogant and impatient tone of voice made even An Yuannian, who didn't understand what she was saying, guess what she meant.

The maid quickly put the person down and lowered her head and knelt slightly: "Ms. Miley, this is Mr. Belt's new lover."