In addition to not being able to use computers, mobile phones, or leaving the villa, He Xiaoman still has a high degree of freedom in this house.

There is even a maid and a cook in the villa who are responsible for serving He Xiaoman.

The two of them didn't talk much, their attitudes were respectful, and they advanced and retreated in a measured manner. Moreover, He Xiaoman saw that the heels of these two people were just floating when they walked, not like most people's feet hitting the ground with a "thud, thud". Ah Piao and

Only those with a strong foundation in kung fu can get used to walking like this.

It is estimated that if such a person were to work as a bodyguard for the rich, his annual salary would be at least six figures, if not seven figures.

Now she is working hard to play the role of servant and cook.

This is probably the heritage of the family.

Knocking on the door to persuade someone to surrender is all at the level of a hypnotist.

Since Qiu Yan said that what they wanted was the host's blood and not the life, He Xiaoman naturally understood that the reason why the host was killed was partly due to silence, and Zhong Cheng's desire to kill her was the main reason.

If Li Yan could still have no complaints after being treated like that and help the Zhong family hide it, He Xiaoman, not to mention Zhong Cheng, wouldn't believe it.

This time, He Xiaoman first showed some self-protection ability, which was like a desperate survival, and then took money that was not even a drop in the bucket for the Zhong family, and even tortured Zhong Cheng with vengeance, thinking

If she wants a chance to live, the Zhong family should give her...right?

If He Xiaoman didn't take any money under such circumstances, then Old Man Zhong would have trouble sleeping and eating. The 20 million is not so much a pension for the host as it is a reassurance for Old Man Zhong.

She exposed all her strengths and weaknesses to Old Man Zhong, and both of Zhong Cheng's legs were broken. He Xiaoman still insisted on concocting a routine for him to respond to her, just to tell this cunning and proud old man that my money

Take it, let's get angry, let's clear things up.

Looking at the surveillance screen, Zhong Cheng twisted his mouth wide open, as if screaming silently, and a smile appeared on He Xiaoman's lips.

Unexpectedly, I suffered a sin and took the money; you suffered a sin and lost the money.

Therefore, it is said that life is impermanent, and the large intestine wraps around the small intestine.

Probably Zhong Cheng was convinced that in order to keep the secret of Void Fei, Li Yan would be "dead" after ten days of blood collection, so he unscrupulously vented his twisted anger.

I have seen several incidents caused by road rage recently, and I really want to say something nonsense and don't bully honest people too much, because once an honest person is really angered, you won't even have a chance to apologize.

Zhong Cheng, who had been trying hard to hide himself and protect himself in the Zhong family, may have let himself go the most to Li Yan, but in the end, he flew too high and floated, and he was stabbed while floating.

But I have to say that Zhong Cheng is really cautious. He Xiaoman is standing in the small cloakroom on the second floor, separated by a wall from the small secret room where he used to be imprisoned and now Zhong Cheng is imprisoned.

The drama inside is in full swing, but there is no sound at all outside. This sound insulation effect is definitely that of a top-notch recording studio.

Let you also have a good taste of the host's despair and pain. Everything you enjoy has already been secretly marked with a price.

In the next two days, He Xiaoman was still very cooperative and allowed Doctor Qi to come over for bloodletting. She even ordered someone to bring over the black box containing Void Fei, and sat by the bay window to watch the dusk and sunset leisurely.

The setting sun coated her whole body with a layer of golden light. The ordinary-looking woman sat quietly, and even the sound of the "tick-tock-tick" blood falling on the void was filled with the tranquility of time.

Dr. Qi walked up to her: "You stole my forceps."

He Xiaoman still stared out the window with narrowed eyes: "You stole my blood."

Doctor Qi ran away with his head in his arms.

On the ninth day, the color of Void Fei has turned into a light red.

Blood can actually dye this hollow jade scarlet in just ten days.

In the evening, the maid rested in the guest bedroom on the second floor, while He Xiaoman stayed in the master bedroom. She took a quick bath, put on the handmade custom-made silk pajamas that the Zhong family had sent a long time ago and went to bed early.

In a world without the Internet, homegirls say that the only thing they can do during the long nights is sleep.

Today is the ninth day, and He Xiaoman can sleep the most peacefully.

Although He Xiaoman has made it very clear that he will not tell any information about the Zhong family about Void Fei, but people are so far apart, will the old fox from the Zhong family believe her? She doesn't believe it.

Slowly tracing the dual image of "Little Ruyi", one bright spot continued to light up on the corresponding part of He Xiaoman's body, and each bright spot radiated a sense of warmth outward from the center.

It's like returning to my mother's arms.

He Xiaoman gradually fell asleep in this warmth.

Next door to the cloakroom, the game continued. Zhong Cheng had silently begged countless times: "Kill me, kill me."

However, the muscles on the man in black's cheeks were twisted and ferocious, and his eyes were burning like ghosts. Zhong Cheng actually saw a trace of familiarity on this man's face. That was his own expression two days ago!

Haha, kill you?

Why?

Early on the next morning, the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere for three consecutive days was broken again.

It was still Doctor Qi who came to take blood, the same guards in black, the same maids and cooks from before, but everyone's expressions were deliberately soothing and fake.

After the blood collection was completed, the cook brought a Western breakfast, asparagus and bacon, vegetable burritos, and a glass of milk.

Standing next to He Xiaoman, staring directly at her, although the cook did not speak, He Xiaoman knew that she was silently reminding him to eat these breakfasts, otherwise you will have a good meal.

He Xiaoman smiled sarcastically, as she expected.

No matter young or old, there is no good thing for a man, her unreliable ancestor was like that, Zhong Cheng was like that, and the old fox in the Zhong family was like that.

The two people who were originally serving her were obviously eyeing her with covetous eyes and were ready to fight if they disagreed.

Indeed, she has no use value.

So to the old man of the Zhong family, her sincerity is worthless.

At this moment, He Xiaoman obviously wanted to die but couldn't do it, because the cook and maid were "personally" protecting her.

A person who knows the current affairs is a hero. He Xiaoman wolfed down all the food as if she were participating in a big eating contest, including the milk. She tipped the cup upside down on the dining table, stood up, and wanted to go back to the bedroom to rest.

"You can't go anywhere now. Just sit here obediently. Trust me, good news will come soon."

He Xiaoman grinned: "I think what you said is wrong. I should leave here soon."

The cook said nothing, but the disdain on her face became more and more obvious.

This idiot tricked one of the grandsons of the old man to death. Although he cannot be reused or promoted, he is also a child of the Zhong family. It is your turn to humiliate him, a bitch?

Looking at the stupid woman looking leisurely out of the window, the cook's heart was already burning. The old man said that if they complete the task, each of them will be rewarded with one million.
Chapter completed!