Yu Jiawei was a little uneasy.

She has already thought of a countermeasure.

The door was locked and she couldn't get out.

Going to the vent will definitely not work, Luo Huixian and Xie Xuetong are different.

Since she had nowhere else to go, she had no intention of hiding.

Yu Jiawei took a deep breath and sat quietly at the door, watching the door open from the outside.

Luo Huixian opened the door and saw Yu Jiawei sitting on the sofa. She didn't react for a moment.

Yu Jiawei faced her without dodging, which surprised her.

Luo Huixian asked everyone to go out, closed the door, and walked in alone.

Yu Jiawei stood up, went directly to the entrance cabinet, opened it and took out a pair of women's slippers.

Priscilla Luo raised her eyebrows.

She put on her shoes, which were the right size.

Yu Jiawei knew it.

The ladies' slippers I saw at the entrance that day were indeed Priscilla Luo's.

She made an inviting gesture, "What would you like to drink?"

Luo Huixian looked her over and said nothing.

Yu Jiawei went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of warm water and brought out a fruit plate.

Luo Huixian looked at the fruit plate placed on the coffee table in front of her and laughed sarcastically: "You treat me as a guest."

Yu Jiawei: "Everyone who comes is a guest."

Priscilla Law asked back: "Whose perspective are you from when you say that I am a guest?"

Yu Jiawei: "Of course it's from Chen Dongduo's perspective."

Luo Huixian laughed, picked up the water glass, called someone in, "Send her to the police station."

Yu Jiawei's figure was upright, "I wonder what the reason is?"

"You are not the owner of this house. If you enter without permission, you are committing burglary."

"How do you know I didn't ask permission?"

Luo Huixian turned her head and looked at Yu Jiawei, "Who do you think will protect you now?"

"I can."

The man's voice was broad and deep, and he stepped forward.

Yu Jiawei turned around in surprise.

She couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.

Why is he back?

Chen Dongduo walked over and pulled Yu Jiawei directly behind him.

The palms of his hands were dry and strong, and the warm palms pressed against the hot skin on the inside of her wrists.

"I brought her in. If she was going to be sent to the police station, my mother should have sent her there as well," he said one word at a time, "I locked her up here."

Luo Huixian's eyes changed instantly.

Behind him, Chen Dongduo patted Yu Jiawei's hand comfortingly and gave her the car key: "You go to the car first."

The car key still bears the temperature of the man's palm.

Yu Jiaweina held it in her palm, raised her head, glanced at her, and walked out.

In the huge living room, only the mother and son were left.

Every time I stood or sat, the air seemed to be filled with anxiety.

Luo Huixian suddenly laughed.

"It seems that you have taken my previous suggestion to heart. All the beauties hidden in the golden house have been hidden in Long Island," she said. "It's just that it's better for this lover to hide in an unknown place. Don't hide here."

It is said that Mu Shixuan knew about it and Xie Xuetong also knew about it. If a commotion breaks out before the wedding, both families will be disgraced and the invitations to the guests have already been sent out."

"I know."

"As long as she doesn't make trouble, I can pretend that she doesn't exist," Priscilla Luo said. "In the past few years, a third party came out of thin air to steal the wedding in the industry, and everyone was disgraced by the trouble.

"

"That won't happen."

Luo Huixian walked out, "You have always been steady and measured, Dong Duo. If the trouble comes and neither of the two families comes to an end, you can imagine."

Chen Dongduo stretched out his hand to help Luo Huixian open the door.

"Don't worry, mother."

Downstairs, Yu Jiawei was sitting in the car.

She looked through the car window at the mother and son walking out of the corridor together.

As Luo Huixian's car drove away, Chen Dongduo came over and pulled her out.

Yu Jiawei struggled twice.

Chen Dongduo held her shoulders and asked, "Ms. Luo, are you in trouble?"

"No."

"Really not?"

"Um."

Even if there is, Yu Jiawei has no intention of saying it.

She does not intend to alienate the mother-son relationship between Chen Dongduo and Luo Priscilla.

She settled the grievances she suffered from others on her own, without having to complain to Chen Dongduo.

But what if the culprit is Chen Dongduo?

He held her hand and returned to Long Island.

When he pressed the password, she paid attention and was slightly stunned.

The password was changed to her birthday.

She almost never thought about this possibility today.

The door opens.

Yu Jiawei clenched her hands into fists and swung towards Chen Dongduo.

Chen Dongduo turned his head to avoid the fist that was thrown at him, grabbed the woman's wrist, raised his elbow, and hit the switch on the wall.

The entrance light is on.

Yu Jiawei followed up with another punch.

This time, Chen Dongduo did not avoid it.

Yu Jiawei's fist hit Chen Dongduo's shoulder directly, making a heart-wrenching sound.

Her punch had no power.

Chen Dongduo didn't even hum, his eyes locked on hers.

Yu Jiawei: "I have been thinking about it all day in Changdao. If I wait for you for an hour, I will punch you. From morning to now, I have been here for eleven hours."

"So there are still ten punches left."

"No, it's not bad anymore."

His defense of her just now was completely offset by that sentence.

Chen Dongduo stood at the door without moving.

Yu Jiawei took the initiative to reach out and hugged his waist.

"Thanks."

Just defend her words for him.

"Where's the ring?" Chen Dongduo saw her empty fingers.

"Picked it," Yu Jiawei added, "it's too conspicuous."

Chen Dongduo took out the wedding dress from the gift box.

"Does it look good?"

A pure white wedding dress with a large skirt, layered, tube top style, and tulle covering the shoulders.
To be continued...