Chapter 11

The car soon started and flew onto the road. Ding Xuanyao tried to calm down her confusion. Look at the super burly foreign black in front of you. Can he speak Chinese? "Then why did you catch me?"

Locke didn't answer her question immediately. Slowly, he leaned down and pulled out the seat belt at Ding Xuanyao's position. But this action scared Ding Xuanyao to close her eyes and kick her hands and feet.

A click. The seat belt is fastened. Ding Xuanyao was stunned and opened her eyes slowly. What caught her eyes was a dark poker face. It was funny that cool sunglasses were tilted on the bridge of her nose.

Locke sat upright without any emotion, held the sunglasses with his fingers, "we Sir want to see you."

Ding Xuanyao also took back the hands and feet she had just struggled. Once bitten by a snake, she was afraid of the well rope for ten years. "Who are you sir?"

"Jason."

Jason? After searching back and forth in her brain, Ding Xuanyao couldn't think of who wanted to see her. She hasn't been in trouble for more than three years, and she hasn't had any intersection with anyone. Who will want to see her and watch the battle? This luxury car, the other party must not be good. What should I do? What should I do? What is she going to do? How do you get out?

The black Porsche runs all the way across the ManJiang bridge towards the south of the city. About half an hour, the car drove to a mountain in the suburbs. There is a blue iron flower gate at the bottom of the mountain, and guards stand guard. There is a sign on the blue iron flower gate: private residence, no admittance.

The car went through the big iron gate and drove up around the mall. Ding Xuanyao has been secretly observing the route. In the distance, there are several luxurious and beautiful European villas standing on the top of the mountain. She was very uneasy about who they were.

About ten minutes later, Porsche stopped in the backyard of a villa. Ding Xuanyao was taken out of the car and reluctantly followed Locke into a silver iron flower gate.

An intoxicating smell of flowers floated with the wind. Ding Xuanyao enjoyed the intoxicating scenery as she walked. What a big yard. There are green bamboos outside. The high walls are covered with roses. The cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky like snowflakes, falling gently on the stone road. Wild flowers and grass swaying lightly against the occasional breeze.

"How beautiful." Ding Xuanyao couldn't help holding out her hand. The pink petals fell on her palm, cool. Just now the panic mood has been greatly relieved.

Into the villa, put on spotless cloth slippers, walked to the second floor, and stopped at the door of a room where two maids stood. Locke opens the door. "Go in."

Before Ding Xuanyao answered, Locke turned and left. Ding Xuanyao was a little numb. What? She just left. His eyes fell on two maids who were also foreigners, "so... Who's in there?"

The maid stood there motionless as if she had been acupointd. Ding Xuanyao's flat mouth, wooden man, asked for nothing.

He stepped into the room with an indifferent face. She wanted to know who wanted to see her, and she didn't grow up just eating vegetables.

Just then, Ding Xuanyao was a little stunned again. Is the room a little too big? He gently stepped on the wooden floor and looked around. It can be roughly concluded that it is a bedroom.

The luxurious light blue tone decoration makes Ding Xuanyao feel like being placed in a dreamy place. She almost felt that it was a woman's room.