Bang...

It was hot noon and the sun was scorching. There was no pedestrian on the already remote road. The black car suddenly braked. The driver was in a panic and glanced at the man with half-contained eyes in the rearview mirror. He was relieved when he saw that he was still motionless.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced outside the car. He could only see a pair of fair legs, frowned slightly, and said lightly.

"Go down and take a look."

“Yes, Lord.”

After the driver finished speaking, he pushed the door and got out of the car, took a look, and hurried to the rear door. The window rolled down, and the driver said respectfully.

"The Lord is a girl who fainted from heatstroke."

The man in the car closed his eyes, touched the jade ring in his hand, and said.

"Take it in the car first."

When he reached the intersection, the driver slowed down and spoke in hesitation.

"Master, should you go to the hospital or go back to Zhulan's residence?"

The man in the back seat had his eyes half-retracted and he glanced at the sleeping girl in front of him. His black hair was scattered, and he could only see a side face, but his face was already in a state of brilliance. However, the half-white face was pitiful.

Finally, the man withdrew his gaze and said slightly.

"Zhulanju, inform Ouyang."

“Yes, Lord!”

After the driver finished speaking, he turned to a quiet path on the left. It was far away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by green trees. It is the favorite place for many wealthy people in Haicheng to come during their holidays. Being able to own a mountain villa here is a symbol of identity.

The car drove for more than twenty minutes and entered a world manor with quiet environment, submerged green shade, birds singing and flowers blooming. There is only this villa here. The exterior walls show the traces of time, and the mottled walls exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

After the car drove in, the iron door automatically closed, and dust flew in the air. Obviously, there were few people living here usually.

When the car stopped, five or six servants walked out of the villa. When they saw the rear door open and a pair of leather shoes landed on the ground, everyone bowed their heads respectfully and shouted sincerely.

"Welcome back, Lord."

The man was cold and had never looked at the servants at the door. His figure flashed by ghostly, and even left no footsteps. If it weren't for the flash of black shadows, others would have thought that no one had ever been there.

Seeing that their owner completely ignored the unconscious girl in the co-pilot's co-pilot, the driver had to find two servants and carried the unconscious person into the villa.

"Old Wu, what's going on? Didn't the Lord say that you can't let strangers enter Zhulan House?"

Old Wu, the driver just now, was talking to him by Old Wu's wife and the housekeeper of Zhulanju. They lived here for a long time and served the master who just entered the villa.

Old Wu whispered to his wife.

"This child fainted in front of our car. Will he still be helpless? Dr. Ouyang will come over later. Let's take the child to the guest room and find someone to watch, so don't let her walk around."

After Old Wu said that, Aunt Wu nodded repeatedly. The couple are the ones who know the man's temperament best in this villa that just walked into. They do not show their emotions and will never have any connection with strangers.

After Old Wu and Aunt Wu helped the girl in, the servants at Hou were busy at the door, but you will find that although these people were busy, they would never make a sound. Even if they chat, they would bow their heads and communicate in a low voice.

The largest room on the second floor, the man did not come out after entering. He stood at the window and looked at the tall trees all over the mountains, blocking the scorching sun, changing to the coolness of this hot summer day.

The man is wearing a Zhongshan suit. He is obviously a man of twenty-five or sixty years old, with a beautiful and stunning face. Even women are far behind, but he is wearing such an old-fashioned and calm and restrained.

But even so, this aging outfit still cannot stop the man's bright breeze and moonlight. Even among the crowd, he is still the focus of attention.

The Zhongshan suit was half open, which added a little lazy and casualness to the deep man, but it made this cold Tsinghua face look a layer of noble and extraordinary temperament.

The man stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the two or three buttons under his neck, revealing his broad chest. On the man's neck, he brought a red rope that was somewhat inconsistent with his temperament.

The man picked it up, and a blood-colored red jade hung on Hong's body. The red one didn't seem to be innate, but more like it was deliberately dyed. Under the light, it shone with a cold red light and a trace of evil aura.

The red jade is a semicircular shape, with half a snake carved on it. It is obviously a complete piece of red jade, but I always feel that something is missing.

The man held Hongyu tightly and closed his eyes. He didn't know what he thought of. A hint of grief appeared on his originally cold face, as if he was remembering a memory of a past, and his whole body was shrouded in a deep sadness.

Suddenly, a sound of the car engine came from outside, breaking the man's contemplation.

The man's eyes turned cold, and suddenly, the grief on his face instantly dissipated, even giving people an illusion that he had never had this expression before, as if everything just happened to be just an illusion.

The man hung the red jade again on his neck, then buttoned it up, tidied up his clothes, returned to his desk, and did not leave the room.

Downstairs, a man who looked a bit slutty came down from a sports car in the yard. If he hadn't carried a medical box in his hand, he would have thought he was a dandy boy from where he came from.

Old Wu immediately walked out when he heard the sound. However, before he could speak, the man who got out of the car made a sound first, and spoke in an extremely loud and surprised voice.

"Old Wu, is the sun coming out from the west? Mr. Mo actually has the power to me, Ouyang Yu. Didn't he always want a doctor?"

As he said that, Ouyang Yu had already walked into the villa and walked straight towards the stairs. Seeing this, Lao Wu immediately chased after him and hurriedly stopped him.

"Young Master Ouyang, it's not the master. I'm asking you to come here this time to help see another person."

"Wait, another person, Lao Wu, I heard it right. When will this Zhulanju allow outsiders to enter and exit? Is that person being stimulated by some stimulation?"

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