The woman was kicked over at the foot of the bed by Yabei, lying on the ground in an awkward position, looking pitiful.

"Your Highness, how can you kick people down?"

The blue veins on Yabei's forehead jumped violently, almost gritted his teeth, and yelled: "get out of here!"

"Your Highness ~" the woman's face turned white, and she no longer had the confidence and look she had just had.

"Somebody

"Your Highness!" The bodyguard opened the door and looked at the scene inside. He was very surprised and lowered his head.

Yabei sat up from the bed with a cold face, "who put her in?"

The guard was flustered and said, "I'm sorry! Your highness, not next time! "

"Go down and get the punishment!"

These bodyguards are for life. Thinking that his highness did not dare to do anything to them, he secretly accepted the benefits of those people and let the woman in.

Surprised, the guard knelt down and pleaded: "Your Highness, we didn't mean it! If we are the first offenders, please forgive us this time! "

Yabei is extremely strict with the people in the Duke's palace. Those who are punished are either disabled or abandoned. It is impossible to stand on the left and right of Yabei like now.

Yabei tied his belt, and the voice came out, "take these people down! Everything that this woman has touched, change it all! "

At the moment of Yabei's command, someone immediately replaced the former two bodyguards.

"Yes

The two guards who put the woman in, and the woman, were taken out together.

The woman looked at ya Bei in despair. She didn't know what she had done wrong until she died.

"Your Highness! What on earth did I do wrong? "

Unfortunately, no one can answer this question, and the voice of crying and despair is blocked out of the door.

The general manager of the hotel led the waiter into the room orderly and quickly replaced everything the woman had just touched, including the blanket under her feet.

Yabei goes to one side and takes out his cell phone to call Wenqiao.

"I'm sorry! The number you dialed is off! "

"Dead girl!" Yabei scolded and angrily left his cell phone on the bed.

She can meet Anthony. He's having an affair with another woman. What's the matter?

The next day.

Wenqiao had no sleep all night until early in the morning, but he only slept for two hours.

When I touch the pillow, I feel wet.

She held the pillow in her arms in a daze for a long time before she got up.

Last night, she forbeared and didn't call to question. What about anger?

What position does she have now to question him?

While she was in her room, the door of her bedroom was knocked.

Through the door, the maid asked, "miss wenjo, are you up? Someone is looking for you! "

"All right, I'll be right there!"

Winjo cheered up, washed his face and went downstairs.

Although a layer of powder on the face, painted a light makeup, to cover up the pale face, but the red eyes, a look to know crying for a long time.

Wenqiao went down the stairs and looked up at the man sitting on the sofa. He was so happy that he strode over and called, "Godfather! What are you doing here? "

Didn't Godfather have a bad time with Yabei last time? She even came to the Duke's mansion in person. Can she ask him to treat ya Bei?

George heard winjo's voice, looked up in surprise and explained with a crackle: "daughter, how are you doing these days? Do you want to be a godfather when you send me a message? Godfather didn't answer the phone on purpose yesterday. He didn't take his cell phone with him, so he didn't hear it! "

Wenjo was warm.

Unexpectedly, godfather came down to see her in person because he didn't receive her call.

George looked at her red eyes, and the smile on his face immediately cooled down. He gave a cold snort, "what's the matter with your eyes? Is someone bullying you? "

As he said this, he glanced gently at Bernie standing by.

Bernie Khan said with a smile, "Dr. George, there are no other owners in the Duchy now. Don't worry, no one dares to bully Miss Wenchao here!"

He also just knew that Dr. George was Miss Wenqiao's godfather.

With this relationship, your Highness's illness will soon be cured.

Just now, the moment he saw Dr. George appear at the door of the Duke's mansion, he welcomed him in and served him with good tea and fruit. He was afraid that he would upset the Buddha.

"Hum!"

George glanced at Bernie surreptitiously and said: "you didn't bully, it doesn't mean some people don't dare to bully! My daughter just sojourns here. Isn't everyone able to bully her? "

My daughter has done so much for Yabei that she doesn't even have a serious identity?A woman's family is following a man so plainly. Her reputation is gone. When he doesn't want her, what should she do?

"Godfather, stop it!"

Wenqiao thought of Yabei, her clear eyes darkened.

At the party last night, she found that she could not be cruel to him.

Seeing his godfather appear in the Duke's mansion, he is full of heart and eyes to treat his illness.

She knew that he was supporting her, but after what happened last night, she suddenly felt meaningless.

She came here to see him alive.

At the moment when she learned that he had an accident, she felt that the sky was falling apart and her whole life was falling apart. Now she finally realized her wish and saw him and knew that he was living well, which was more important than anything.

In the face of life and death, those things do not seem to be very important!

There was a reluctant smile on Wenqiao's pale little face. "Godfather, I should say that it's me who's eating and drinking for nothing in the Duke's mansion!"

George cold hum a, a face not happy to pursed lips, chin taut tight, "girl, I have said, if someone dares to bully you, you come to take refuge in Godfather, how do you not long memory?"

Wen Qiao scratched his head in embarrassment. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me!"

"Do you cry like a rabbit when you have a good time?" George gave her a grudging glance.

Wen Qiao was so embarrassed that he quickly changed the topic and said, "godfather, would you like to live in the Duke's mansion for a while? Anyway, you are bored on the mountain alone, aren't you? "

George didn't feel bored before he went down the mountain. Seeing Wenqiao's message to him, he thought something had happened to her and immediately went down the mountain to see her.

Now, it's OK for him to live here for a while, so that these people can know that she also has a backer and can't be bullied at will!

"Hum!" George gave Bernie a cold Snort and said slowly, "good! I'll stay here for a while! "

"Really? Great

Winjo happily took George by the arm and winked at Bernie.

Bernie, understanding, stepped forward and said respectfully, "Dr. George, this way, please! There are a lot of books in our house. You can read them freely! "

"That's about it!" George paced proudly, following Bernie.

It's not easy to leave Dr. George here. In any case, we can't let him go. This time, we must let him cure his highness.

On the fifth day of leaving, Yabei finished his work in the North City and rushed back to the Duke's residence overnight.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the extended luxury car stopped at the door of the Duke's mansion. It was not winjo who welcomed him, but Bernie's eager eyes.

"Your Highness, welcome home!"

Yabei stood at the door of the hall, frowning, and his dark eyes flashed a cold light of displeasure, "what about her?"

Bernie was smiling, his eyes narrowed into a crack. "Miss wenjo is cooking for you in the kitchen. I know you're going home now!"

Hum!

Yabei snorted coldly from the bottom of his throat. If you really expect him to go home early, you should wait at the door.

"How does she cook? Isn't there a cook at home? "

"The chefs are doing something else!"

The cooks were all assigned by winjo to do something else.

For example, some are studying how to make French fries, some are studying how to make hamburgers and fried chicken, and others are studying how to make spicy and barbecue All in all, there are many things he has never seen.

While accepting Bernie to change his household shoes, Yabei craned his neck and looked into the room. He didn't care much about other things Bernie said.

He had eaten the food that wenjo cooked, and the taste was damned to his taste.

He even threw her plate.

This woman's understanding of him, fit with him, everything makes him feel a little uneasy.

In the kitchen, the setting sun projects on the thin and delicate figure of the woman through the window.

Her little white face was plated with golden light, quiet and peaceful.

Her fingers are busy, and the tomatoes on her hands exude red juice, lining the white fingers, which are as white as onions.