C73 Castle

When the tour guide saw Qian Qing being taken away, he immediately went up and said, "Friend, where are you going?"

Assistant Zhang glanced at him, closed the car door, and ordered the driver to drive.

Qian Qing asked uneasily, "Don't you need to explain to the other side?"

"No need." Assistant Zhang took out his phone and dialed a number. "Find out what happened within an hour."

Qian Qing did not understand, but she did not ask.

"What is Xiao Yi doing?"

Assistant Zhang, who had always been calm, had an uneasy look on his face. "CEO is still busy. He might only have time to come at night."

"Can I call him?" Just now, because she did not dare to reveal her whereabouts, she endured the pain and hung up his phone. Seeing the dozen or so missed calls, Qian Qing was very sorry.

Assistant Zhang thought for a while and said, "CEO may be in a meeting. It is not convenient for him to answer the phone."

"Then can I go to the hotel and wait for him?" Qian Qing asked expectantly.

"I'm afraid it's not convenient." Assistant Zhang refused.

Qian Qing was a little disappointed. She fiddled with the book in her hand for a while before asking, "Did I make it inconvenient for him to come here on my own accord?"

"Miss Qian is thinking too much." Assistant Zhang said calmly.

The car was quiet again. Qian Qing leaned on the back seat and looked at the classical and romantic building.

"Can I look around?"

"No." Assistant Zhang refused.

"Then where are you taking me now?" Qian Qing said in a muffled voice. This was too different from the trip to France that she had imagined.

"Back to CEO's castle in Edinia, France." Assistant Zhang said, "The castle is surrounded by Xiao family's properties. There is a ski park inside. A golf course and swimming pool. I believe Miss Qian will not feel bored there."

Qian Qing nodded lightly and continued to look at the scenery outside.

The car drove out of the city and Qian Qing could see the magnificent castle on the mountain from afar. The tip of the tower that was high and low could be seen when it was covered by the wind in the woods.

When the car slowly approached, a castle full of Gothic style jumped into Qian Qing's eyes. The four corners of the castle were cylindrical pointed tips. It covered an area of about 1000 acres. The castle's pure white marble walls became even more holy and elegant under the sunlight.

After passing through the rose flowerbed and entering the castle, more than 20 beautiful and elegant female servants stood on both sides of the hall and welcomed Qian Qing with smiles.

The iron handrails with graceful curves were hard and clean marble stairs, the classical oil paintings on the walls of the stairs, the large and exquisite sculptures, and the large fireplace carved with exquisite patterns...

Everything was like the castle of the princess and the prince in fairy tales.

Qian Qing was amazed at the fine carving of the castle. While it was dazzling and resplendent, her heart was also filled with some uneasiness.

The female butler of the castle smiled warmly and went forward to respectfully say, "Miss Qian, hello. I am the butler of Edinberg, Alisa. May I ask if you need to take a rest and take a bath or eat something?"

"Hello." Qian Qing greeted with a smile and touched her stomach. She found that she was really a little hungry, but there was a stink of sweat on her body. She still wanted to take a shower first.

"Then I will have to trouble you. I want to take a bath first."

"Yes." The butler waved his hand and the maid behind him started to work in an orderly manner.

The butler personally led the way for Qian Qing. The castle's beautiful carpet, the crystal lamp, and the resplendent corridor made Qian Qing feel as if she had fallen into a fairy tale.

"Miss Qian, this is the young master's room." The butler opened the beautiful door of the room and respectfully invited Qian Qing in.

Qian Qing quietly sized up the entire room. The entire room was dark red in color and it gave off a deep and elegant feeling. The golden candlestick, the exquisite fireplace, the luxurious furniture and curtains...

Qian Qing gently walked to the desk at the side and looked at the familiar words on the paper. Qian Qing then felt that it was real. Xiao Yi was really the owner of a castle.

The butler had already walked to the other side of the room and poured hot water for Qian Qing. He took out an exquisite long dress from the closet.

He smiled warmly and said, "Miss Qian, please."

"Thank you." Qian Qing was really not used to the days when there were people serving her, so she was very restrained.

"If you need anything, just ring the bell beside you. We will immediately come and help you solve it."

Qian Qing looked at the exquisite ring and nodded.

After the housekeeper and the maids left the room, Qian Qing was relieved.

One should know that although Uncle Wu was at home with her, Uncle Wu mainly served Xiao Yi. She had always been self-reliant. It was really awkward for her to be served for the first time.

Unlike the classical elegance outside, this bathroom was so modern that it could not be more modern.

After a while, Qian Qing got up from the bathtub reluctantly and dried her clothes on the bed.

Under the bright glass mirror, Qian Qing wore a 16th century European Luocao dress. The collar of the skirt was full of white lace, which was a combination of cutting and cutting. It highlighted Qian Qing's slender waist, and the fluffy skirt made Qian Qing look as pure and cute as a princess.

Long hair reaching her waist and bright eyes and white teeth.

Qian Qing looked at the skirt in distress. It was indeed beautiful, but later, she still had to eat. Why was it so tight, could she eat anything?

When she walked out the door in a dilemma, she found that the butler was already waiting outside. She once again brought Qian Qing to the restaurant with a smile.

Seeing the table full of delicious food, Qian Qing's saliva was about to flow out. The duck breast, onion soup, French foie gras, and truffles were the most fatal ones. One by one, small and cute Ma Kalon was placed on a five-story tray. It was so exquisite that people could not bear to eat it.

"This is specially ordered by the young master. Miss Qian, please enjoy your meal." The butler said.

"Thank you." Qian Qing thanked him in a reserved manner while she picked up the knife and fork and began to attack the food!

In another exquisite and luxurious room in France, a beauty was sitting in front of a dressing table and taking care of her hair. Her slender and white hands were holding a comb inlaid with rubies as she slowly moved about in the black silk. It was delicate and gentle.

"Is he here?" His voice was like an oriole, but it was filled with anger and gloominess.

The serving woman beside him said respectfully, "Yes, he has been brought back to Edinberg by Assistant Zhang."

"Edinberg?" Gu Yirou placed the comb on the dressing table with a bang. She turned her head and looked at the woman beside her sharply and said, "Have you found out? Are you sure it is Edinberg?"

The woman nodded and said, "Yes, I have."

Gu Yirou's originally sweet and gentle face was completely distorted. Her eyes were scarlet red and she angrily swept everything on the dressing table onto the ground.

"This is too much!"

Previously, Xiao Yi said that Engagement party could not hold it in the country and had to hold it in France. She agreed. After all, she knew that Xiao Yi had an ancient castle in France. She thought that it would be more romantic for Engagement party to hold it in France.

However, when she came to France, she found that Engagement party did not hold it in Edinberg. She held back her anger and kept begging Xiao Yi to hold Engagement party in Edinia. However, he rejected her time and time again and only agreed to hold it in Versailles Palace. Although this engagement ceremony was the highest standard in the country, it could not make up for the fact that she was laughed until her face turned red.

As the next wife of Xiao family, she had entered her territory. This meant that Xiao Yi had not recognized her identity. And now, Xiao Yi had let that shady vixen live in the castle openly. Did he still take her as his fiancée seriously?

Thinking back to the sneering eyes of Sung Lan, Ann Xinyue and the others, he hated Qian Qing even more in his heart.