She can handle things on her own and never relies on anyone.
She was just worried about Han Qingrang. This time when she went into the Duke's mansion, he would probably wait for her outside for a long time.
"Excuse me, is Madam Laura at the Duke's residence today?" Zhiyun asked the attendant who led the way.
The attendant told her, "The Duchess is here, just waiting for Miss Zhiyun to arrive."
Walk through the long corridor.
Outside the porch stands a statue of an angel holding a scepter in its hands.
Entering the porch, the interior is dominated by gold, with red carpet on the floor, world-famous paintings hanging on the wall skirts, and long curtains of burgundy goose down. Although it is daytime, the layered crystal chandeliers still emit light that reaches all the way to the sky.
When Zhiyun walked in, the Filipino maids saw her and leaned over to her one after another like dominoes falling.
Suddenly, Zhiyun had an illusion.
It’s like I’m the queen and these people are bowing to me.
Oh... she was overthinking it. Recently, influenced by the stone statue of Queen Simantu, her mind was full of thoughts about the queen.
far away.
Elegantly dressed ladies sat in groups of three or four around a tea table carved with peony patterns, sipping tea and chatting, while the flowers competed with each other in beauty, making it difficult to tell which one was more beautiful.
Walking over, Zhiyun saw Mrs. Laura.
Mrs. Laura also saw her, quickly stood up, and walked towards her, “Girl, I knew you would come, I’m very happy.”
Mrs. Laura's face was full of smiles, and the moment she saw Zhiyun, her smile was even bigger.
"Mrs. Laura." Zhiyun addressed her politely.
"Where's Ralph?" Mrs. Laura asked the attendant who brought Zhiyun.
The attendant replied, "Duchess, the Viscount is in the back garden."
"Girl, come with me." Mrs. Laura took Zhiyun's hand affectionately.
Although Mrs. Laura always looks smiling and amiable, Zhiyun knows that she is a real veteran.
Just like your dad is always your dad! A Duchess is always a Duchess!
Following Mrs. Laura to the back garden, Zhiyun saw Milicica at first sight. She was under the grape trellis, holding a big plate in her hand and fiddling with something.
And the person sitting in front of Milisica... oh no, the person tied to the chair was Wei Lai.
Wei Lai seemed to be so exhausted that he was about to collapse.
Without moving, with a look of despair on her face, Milicica picked up a large piece of pork elbow from the plate and fed it to Wei Lai's mouth: "Eat, eat some, please. This is my favorite. I'll give it all to you."
Wei Lai didn't open his mouth, his expression dull and inactive.
Motionless.
Zhiyun walked over quickly.
The dull Wei Lai heard footsteps and looked up to see Zhiyun. His dead eyes finally lit up again and he shouted desperately: "Boss!!! Boss, you're here, you're finally here. If you were a step later, I would have died. Boss, save me..."
Tears welled up in Wei Lai's eyes.
It can be seen how miserable his life was while being detained here.
Zhiyun walked faster, and her feet felt a little painful. She frowned and endured it. Before she got close, Milisika saw her coming and immediately stepped forward to stop Zhiyun, "Why are you here?"
Milicica's body was broad, blocking the way in front of him like a thick wall of flesh.
Zhiyun saw that Wei Lai was in a very bad condition. After just one day and one night, he was already very exhausted.
"Ms. Milicica, Wei Lai is my subordinate, and all his contracts are with me. Now I am ready to return home. I hope Miss Milicica can make some concessions and let him return with me."
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