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The outside of the villa was locked, and every door was guarded by bodyguards. Lin Yi followed Bo Chenhe into the gate, looking around calmly on the way. The more she looked, the heavier she felt.
By herself, she might never be able to escape from here.
Lin was still troubled by her thoughts, and there was always a sense of anxiety in her heart, but until the housekeeper opened the door to the main hall, she suddenly froze.
This place is completely different from the frigid decoration style of the villa. The wooden floor is covered with soft white carpets. Various paintings that Lin still likes are hung on the walls. In the long vases, different types of flowers compete with each other. Beautiful, there is a warm atmosphere everywhere in the house.
Bo Chenhe likes simplicity. Who is this design for? The answer is self-evident.
She had mixed feelings in her heart and opened her mouth to say something. Bo Chenhe, who was walking in front, looked at the vases with a sullen expression and glanced at the vases coldly, "Throw all these things out."
This is a cage for canaries, not their "home".
Realizing this, Lin remained silent and felt bitter at the same time. Bo Chenhe was really angry.
The family doctor was waiting on the second floor. When going upstairs, Lin Yiran glanced downstairs intentionally or unintentionally.
Those servants listened very much to Bo Chenhe's words. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone immediately acted silently and efficiently. The vases were packed into large boxes, and the flowers were broken and thrown into large garbage bags.
What a pity, Lin Yiran looked away. Some of the petals still had dew on them. They were probably picked newly today. Did they just throw them away?
"Check her body."
Just when Lin Yiran was thinking wildly, Bo Chenhe took her to sit down in front of the family doctor. This was the first time the doctor had received a job opportunity since entering the villa, and he immediately looked at Lin Yiran with high spirits.
Lin Yiran was obedient and cooperative throughout the whole process. Bo Chenhe sat there like an ice cube emitting air-conditioning. She did not dare to resist in this situation.
At first, the doctor didn¡¯t know what Bo Chenhe asked him to check, but after the results came out, he had an epiphany.
"Congratulations, young master!" the doctor said happily, "Madam is already one month pregnant! It's just that her body is too weak, so she needs to take good care of herself"
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the other two people in the room didn't have any smiles on their faces, so he couldn't help but shut up.
"How to recuperate and prescribe medicine." Bo Chenhe said to the doctor, but looked at Lin Yiran coldly, "If something goes wrong with this child, don't do it here."
¡°Is this your first time encountering such a big crisis at work?
The doctor's face suddenly changed, "Yes! Master."
"This child can't be saved. Lin Yiran sighed, hesitating whether to speak out and help the doctor.
Seeing that she was silent, Bo Chenhe suddenly stepped forward and pinched her chin with one hand, his eyes looking very dangerous, "What are you sighing for? This is your child too, do you want to do anything to her?"
The doctor was frightened into a cold sweat by these words, wait a minute! He hasn't left yet! Don¡¯t let him know the secrets of such a wealthy family!
Lin Yiran saw the doctor hurriedly packing up his things and leaving from the corner of his eye. He just lost his concentration for a moment, but the madness and hatred in Bo Chenhe's eyes became even stronger.
He raised his lower lip mockingly, "What? You don't even want to talk to me now?"
¡Although he didn¡¯t mean it that way, looking at Bo Chenhe¡¯s obviously angry look, Lin Yiran seemed to have suddenly enlightened and continued to keep silent.
"Forget it if you don't want to talk." Bo Chenhe gritted his teeth and let go, standing up straight, his face returned to its usual cold and gloomy look, "In the next time, you will have more opportunities to be alone."
After saying that, as if he didn¡¯t want to stay here for a second longer, Bo Chenhe walked away in a hurry, but Lin Yiran had just stood up, and the two servants outside the door immediately followed her in silence.
When she goes to the left, the servants also go to the left; when she goes to the right, the servants also go to the right.
It¡¯s really annoying.
Lin Yiran frowned, "Where are you young master going?"
"I don't know what to say to Madam." The servant lowered his head and replied, as if he hadn't said anything. Lin Yiran wanted to roll his eyes.
"Madam, it's late at night, please come with me to wash up." The person who said this was a maid. Lin Yiran was not in the habit of having people take baths, so she coldly refused, "No need."
She said everything she said, but the maid didn't give in for a long time. Lin was still very angry, "You call me madam, but what I said doesn't work?"
The maid stood in front of her without saying a word, showing by her actions that it really didn't work.
? ?It was not easy to subdue the maids in the villa. This was the first time Lin Yiran encountered someone who did not give her face. Her face was extremely ugly, but she was under the eaves. She gritted her teeth and finally followed the maid. Went to the bathroom.
She took off her coat in the clothes basket in the bathroom, and the maid took away the mobile phone and sharp objects in front of her. Lin Yiran sneered. After entering the bathtub, she found that the maid had followed her again.
"Get out!" She screamed and covered her shoulders. The emotions that had been accumulated for the whole day finally burst out. "You have to guard me even when I'm taking a shower? Prisoners who have committed capital crimes don't get this treatment, right? Ask Bo Chenhe to come over. !¡±
But no matter how she lost her temper, the maid stopped talking as if she suddenly became mute. She walked up behind her and massaged her shoulders skillfully with her rough hands.
Lin still sits at his desk drawing design drafts for a long time. Sometimes he does makeup for people. He holds the box in his left hand and the brush in his right hand. His shoulders have long been overwhelmed.
The maid seemed to have learned the art of massage. As soon as she pressed it, Lin Yiran frowned at first, and then felt that his shoulders were really relieved.
Where did Bo Chenhe find the maid? Why did he know that he had shoulder discomfort?
Lin still didn¡¯t dare to think deeply. If he thought too much, he might not be able to harden his heart.
After the massage was over, the maid left quietly. Lin was still soaking in the bathtub. The plot did not develop in the direction she expected. She was also a little confused about what to do next.
After washing up, the housekeeper and maid greeted her at the door.
This housekeeper has been hanging around Bo Chenhe since they arrived. Seeing him here now, Lin still felt shameless, "Is Bo Chenhe gone?"
"Yes." The butler replied respectfully, "The young master heard that you were sick and rushed to the hospital to pick you up in the middle of the meeting. Now he is back to the company for a meeting."
Did you go to the hospital to pick her up in the middle of the meeting?
Lin Yiran's heart was shaken for a moment. Fortunately, Bo Chenhe was not here. She composed herself and forced herself to calm down.
"Give me your phone back, I want to make a call."
She found a way to cause trouble. When Bo Chenhe came back, she saw the villa was abuzz with excitement and wanted to see if he still wanted to lock people up here.
Unfortunately, she had a good idea. The housekeeper did not refuse, but asked gently, "Who do you want to call, madam? Let me dial for you."
Can you make a phone call?
Lin Yiran choked first, then quickly said, "Call Su Sheng."
Suddenly falling into this situation, Lin Yiran was panicked and had to find someone to discuss it.
"Okay, madam, please come with me."
The housekeeper led the way, but Lin Yiran suddenly couldn't say the words he had prepared for the quarrel.
¡°Wait a minute, you¡¯re still allowing her to make phone calls, aren¡¯t you afraid that she¡¯ll ask for help? Can such loose control be called imprisonment? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com