Chapter 33: Ancient Mansion's Sweet Intentions

  Ye Shengge's gaze gradually turned cold, as if shooting out icy blades that would chop her off, "Go home? Do you think you can go back?"

  "This is Daxing'anling, no cars can pass through from the front and no stores to stop at from the back. How are you planning to get back? Don't even think about going home!" One sentence, brutally killing all her hopes.

  Qian Lian Xia sat down beside him, staring blankly at the desolate and uninhabited scenery passing by, the bleak seasons here were too clearly interpreted.

  As she raised her eyes, she saw Xun Huai sitting beside him. He was warningly staring at her with his empty valley and dark orchid-like eyes, the warning lines were clear, the meaning couldn't be clearer, it was to not cause trouble for the man beside him.

  Qian Lian Xia took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the unpleasantness that this man beside her had brought, carefully analyzing the situation she was in.

  The driver was the man who once wanted to kill him, with several jeeps following behind, probably Ye Song's subordinates. Given Ye Song's personality, she would come to such a remote place and bring her left and right hands and subordinates for an important reason, so why did Ben Hua warn her like that, don't add trouble?

  After thinking clearly, she calmed down and looked up at the man with decision-making power, "Where are we going now?"

  Ye Sheng Ge glanced at her, saw the resigned expression on her face, suppressed the smile that was about to emerge from the corner of his mouth, and said expressionlessly: "Why sit so far away? Come over!"

  Qian Lian Xia vigilantly raised an eyebrow at her, obviously not very willing to believe him.

  Ye Sheng Ge made a big scoop with her hand and had already stably wrapped her in his arms, tightly attached to each other.

  As soon as she fell into his arms, Qian Lixia began to struggle violently, and the scenes before she fainted flashed quickly before her eyes, so don't think she would forget.

  "Don't move," the man above her said in a low, husky voice, his large hand stroking her hair, smoothing out her wind-blown black locks. "The mountain road is bumpy, it's safer in my arms."

  Qian Lian Xia had also learned to be still, this was not the time for her to dwell on those things, and it seemed that she would have to rely on this man to get out. But wasn't it even more unsafe in his arms?

  All the way through the bumpy road, Qian Lian Xia thought that this weak and frail body was almost ready to be dismantled.

  The Hummer finally made its way through the rocky wilderness, and after a long period of desolation, it finally came to a stop.

  After the car stopped, Qian Lixia cautiously looked out and saw that the mountain peaks were steep, green trees and clouds were hovering in the air, and the ancient roots and branches of the trees were piled up in various places in the valley. At the foot of the mountain, an old mansion with a thousand years of history stood upright, its ancient red walls still showing vibrant colors in the wind, like blood-red, only slightly covered by the climbing tiger lily that continued to grow on the red wall.

  The iron gate of the old mansion slowly opened, and one after another black car drove into the mansion, the pitch-black cars mixed with the chill unique to the mountains, making Qian Lian Xia involuntarily get goosebumps.

  She turned around and looked at the people sitting upright in the car, showing no intention of getting off. She couldn't help but ask Ben Hua: "Have we arrived? Why aren't you getting off?"

  He looked at her and opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

  "Get off first!" Ye Song shouted at Hao Lianyuan and Jin Hua.

  The two of them silently understood and quietly got off the bus.

  The moment the car door closed, Qian Lixia's face was pulled back by his large hand, which tightly grasped her chin. His eyes locked onto hers, with a serious expression she had never seen before in his dark pupils. "Listen up, little girl. I know you hate me, but once we get inside, you must stick closely to my side. Got it?"

  His expression was very serious and didn't look like he was joking at all.

  Seeing her not responding, Ye Sheng Ge repeated again, "Remember? Don't care about anyone except me."

  Perhaps it was because she had never seen him like this before, Senri Katsuragi nodded vaguely as if she understood yet didn't.

  "Good girl," he said with a sly smile, ruffling her hair before opening the car door and getting out.

  Qian Lian Xia's pretty face turned red, then again a greenish color. This perverted uncle actually treated her like a child and coaxed her!!!

  She got off the car with a huff, pouting her cute mouth and gave him a disdainful glance. Ye Shengge didn't mind, putting his hand on her waist and walking inside.

  Just as Qian Lian Xia was about to struggle, his words were timely pasted on her ear, and the words that still lingered in her ear seemed to be both threatening and intimate. "Have you forgotten what I said? Listen."

  The hand on her waist seemed to carry a temperature of several hundred degrees, almost scorching the bone ash there, Qian Lian Xia endured the discomfort, took deep breaths and suppressed the anger in her heart, before letting him take advantage of her and walking in with him.

  Hao Lianju was on the left, Ben Hua was on the right, with several of his subordinates following behind him. As they walked over, everyone they saw was wearing black suits or black casual wear, almost all of them were like this, with the leader in front and a large group of people or a few scattered individuals following behind.

  Chiren Xia, be careful. The closer you get to the old mansion, the more people come out with a black cloth strip tied around their arm or a black silk flower pinned to their chest. Even though it's black, Chiren Xia is clever enough to guess that this is something worn after someone has died. So, who exactly has died here?

  The main gate of the hall is fully open, and in front of it, a crystal coffin can be vaguely seen placed in the middle of the hall. On the memorial table above, an old black-and-white photo is displayed, with a censer placed in front of the frame, emitting countless flickering sparks on top of the incense sticks.

  A man respectfully held three incense sticks and bowed deeply in front of a photo, then inserted the three incense sticks into an incense burner.

  As Ye Sheng Ge and the others stepped into the main hall, all eyes from both sides of the central area turned to look at them. The uniform and sharp atmosphere almost made Dou Qian Lian Xia's legs tremble, and she was grateful that Ye Sheng Ge had his arm around her, or else she would have fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

  A middle-aged man with a small mustache on the left side of the hall saw Ye Shengge, and his eyes flashed with light. He laughed heartily and said, "Shengge has finally arrived." This sentence was spoken with hidden meaning, especially on this day, the man's laughter seemed even more piercing to the eye.

  A short man in the middle of the hall, holding incense, saw Ye Shengge and stretched his neck to shout: "Young Master Ye Shengge of Long Bang is offering incense to Lord Long!"

  Ye Song quietly handed Qian Lixia's hand over to Ben Hua, and then said to the middle-aged man with a small mustache: "Second Uncle doesn't know, if I wasn't busy with work and couldn't get away, I would have hurried here sooner."

  He smiled and finished speaking, took the three incense sticks from the short man's hand, and instead of bowing his head like ordinary people, he knelt down on the cushion with great respect, knocked his head loudly, "Xiong Ge is unfilial, unable to return in time to pay respects before his adoptive father's death, Adoptive Father, may you have a good journey!"

  The little mustachioed man who was called Second Uncle behind his back had turned a sickly pale color.

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