The maid faced her eyes and Elimi said again, "I am French nationality. With us, extramarital affair is allowed, right? Free love!"
"But he is not a Frenchman. He pampers his wife very much, and they have a lovely pair of children."
"I said I don't care, don't you understand?" Emily changed her face. She put away her smile and emphasized a little stubbornly, "Since he can come to find me, I have a way to keep him!"
After saying that, his smile stained the corners of his lips again.
Maserati drove towards this side...
"Did she make it clear that she must go to the manor to see her?" Jingting leaned against the back of the chair, crossing her legs gracefully, "Can't you make an appointment?"
The subordinates responded respectfully, "We originally planned to make an appointment at the club, but she said it was inconvenient and her tone was a little cold. I just wanted to... see someone first."
"Yeah." Jingting didn't say much.
But he thought it was inconvenient to go to the manor, after all, it was her private residence.
Jingting also considered that if it was photographed by the media, it would cause some unnecessary trouble.
He will find out who the owner of the jade pendant is as soon as possible, and then see how to help Xiaomi fulfill its wishes.
After a while, Maserati drove into the manor. The winding asphalt road was planted with various fruit trees, with green branches and green leaves, and the green leaves were particularly beautiful.
The car went all the way and finally stopped in front of a beautiful villa.
Jingting and his entourage got out of the car. The scenery in the courtyard was unique and the air was particularly fresh, but he had no intention of appreciating it.
There was someone greeting the door of the villa living room, and the three big men walked forward.
"Hello, Mr. Jing."
"Hello."
Jingting walked into the living room and did not see the young girl.
They were treated with high specifications, with several cups of different flavors of fruit wine placed on the coffee table.
The servant said to him, "Our lady said, please ask Mr. Jing to taste fruit wine. See you after drinking these wines."
Jingting looked at the coffee table. Although there were not many cups, there were seven or eight cups, and various colors were served in small and exquisite cups, full of girlish hearts.
"Is she at home?" Jingting asked.
The servant replied, "Upstairs."
That's good, Jingting sat down on the sofa.
He picked up the closest cup to him and observed it carefully. The wine was transparent, without suspended particles or precipitates, and he went to his nose to smell it, which had the fragrance and ester aroma of the raw materials of the fruit.
The two subordinates were worried for him inexplicably, "Mr. Jing..."
But Jingting knew that it was easy to see her, and it was difficult to let her say or take out something.
Jingting drank it all in one drink, sweet and sour, refreshing, mellow and soft, without bitter taste.
"Mr. Jing, these are the juices formed by the fermentation of natural wild fruits. Each cup is still wine. It is my lady's favorite. She hopes that Mr. Jing can also taste it."
"Yeah." Jingting picked up another glass of wine and drank it all.
The blueberry wine and cider tasted good, and the mulberry wine and bayberry wine were also drunk.
He drank the last glass of wine and put down the last empty glass of wine.
"I've also drunk the wine. Can you ask your lady to go downstairs?" Jingting raised his eyes, and his handsome and handsome look was so heart-wrenching that it was so beautiful.
At this time, the housekeeper spoke in English, "Miss, she can't go downstairs."
Jingting frowned slightly and asked in English, "Why?"
"My lady's foot was injured and she could only lie on the bed to rest." The butler said calmly, "Miss hasn't seen a guest for two months. She is willing to see Mr. Jing because you are famous and the lady admires you very much."
Why didn't he know about this situation?
Jingting looked at the two subordinates beside him, but they didn't seem to know.
A few seconds of silence appeared in the living room.
After a while, the maid said, "If Mr. Jing wants to see Miss Emily, please follow me upstairs?"
Jingting stood up, and his absolute height advantage gave people a feeling of palpitations.
He followed the servant toward the beautiful spiral staircase. Two subordinates followed behind him, but the butler reached out to stop him, "Sorry, only Mr. Jing can go up."