Although the luxury car was piled high with luggage, it did not affect the speed, and Xu Yan and his group were quickly taken to the manor.
Xu Yan and several assistants, who were leading the group, could only judge their approximate location by the increasingly sparse crowds of people outside the car window.
Just when Xu Yan was still wondering why the studio Zhao Mei found couldn't be in another city, the car slowly slowed down and turned a corner.
Due to the internal structure of the luxury car, Xu Yan and others could only observe the situation through the windows on both sides.
Without waiting for them to question, the vehicle accelerated again and continued to move forward with them. It was only then that Xu Yan realized that the car had slowed down in order to wait for the gate to open.
After entering the manor, Xu Yan clung to the car window, and her mental state instantly became extremely similar to that of Qiu Jiahe when he first came to the manor.
After driving for a while, after passing the garden wall, the car slowly stopped. At this time, Xu Yan still didn't know what had happened.
I was taken out of the car with a confused look on my face, and then I saw a shocking manor castle in front of me.
Xu Yan stood beside the car, looking at the building full of historical atmosphere, and took out her mobile phone with her pupils shaking.
Just as he was about to call Zhao Mei, he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, accompanied by a voice calling his name.
If you look up slightly, you can see Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe riding their horses with heroic looks.
The two people who were originally riding horses in the backyard horse farm to digest their food and waiting for someone, heard the housekeeper's call and simply rode over on horseback.
Zhao Mei, who was riding the horse, slowly stopped in front of the confused Xu Yan, turned over, got off the horse cleanly and neatly, and took off her helmet.
"Are you here, Sister Xu Yan? Welcome, welcome! This place is definitely big enough, don't worry. It may not be that close to the main venue of Huacheng, but there are always cars ready, so don't worry."
At this moment, Xu Yan was still immersed in shock and couldn't extricate herself: "Is this the studio you were looking for??"
Zhao Mei looked at Xu Yan, who had the same reaction as Qiu Jiahe, and smiled, "Yes, the place is very big."
After hearing this, Xu Yan muttered to herself: "This is too big..."
Zhao Mei also knew that this was indeed quite shocking, so she just asked everyone to go into the house first and then said, "Sister Xu Yan, please go in first. Don't stand at the door. Someone will take your luggage into the house."
Speaking of luggage, Xu Yan instantly perked up and quickly stopped the person moving the luggage: "Then forget it. I'll take it myself. Don't mix up the clothes from the show. You can take the clothes from other cars that are not from the show."
Seeing Xu Yan's performance, Zhao Mei felt strange, but did not ask directly. Instead, she gestured to Joseph.
Joseph nodded and directed the servants who were packing the luggage to put down Xu Yan's suitcase and walk towards another vehicle.
Xu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and picked up her suitcase: "Then let's go in first and talk about it?"
Zhao Mei thought for a while, then took Xu Yan and her deputy, Ke Zhi, whom she had met at the Haicheng Fashion Week, and Qiu Jiahe, who had come to join in the fun, to a relatively spacious and enclosed reception room.
This reception room is relatively private. Joseph had introduced it to her as the place where the previous owner would entertain private guests, so the decoration is also particularly luxurious.
It is not only reflected in the various fancy ornaments, but also in the floor-to-ceiling bookcases on three walls, which have proven their worth with the test of time. The oil paintings hung in the bookcases are all from famous painters and are worth a lot of money.
In the middle there is a whole set of expensive luxury sofas, including a five-seater main sofa in the middle and two single sofas on both sides.
Xu Yan approached and touched the leather carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. She pressed down slightly and found it soft yet supportive. The exposed wood carvings on the side also showed that the wood was warm and deep, and it felt soft and smooth to the touch.
Ke Zhi, who was originally quite familiar with Zhao Mei, knew the approximate cost of the sofa after touching it. He became restrained for a moment and sat down quietly.
Zhao Mei sat on the sofa, leaning against the armrest. Seeing Xu Yan still fiddling with the decorations, she had no choice but to speak.
"Okay, Sister Xu Yan, don't look at it yet. You still have to stay here for more than ten days. There will be plenty of opportunities to take a good look."
After hearing this, Xu Yan reluctantly put the exquisite tribal wood carving in her hand back on the display stand, turned around and found a single sofa to sit on.
"You know I really like these little things, otherwise I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of carrying so many back from America."
After hearing what Xu Yan said, Zhao Mei instantly remembered her messy yet orderly travel collection when they first met.
"...Alright, you can pick whatever you like later. Now, let's get down to business. What happened to your suitcase? It's definitely not a real show piece, right? Don't international shows like this always require on-site patchwork and modification?"
Xu Yan just smiled mysteriously: "Of course, Meili only followed the show once but she was very smart. This is certainly not a simple show model, but something more important."
He looked at the confused expressions of Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe with satisfaction. He had finally gotten his revenge, which had shocked him since he got off the plane.
Xu Yan, feeling refreshed, didn't even think about explaining in words, but simply opened her suitcase on the spot.
What appeared to be just an ordinary 30-inch black suitcase was slowly unfolded, revealing countless velvet boxes inside.
Looking at the neatly packed velvet boxes, Zhao Mei instantly knew the origin of this thing.
"You got this thing so early? Qin Haomiao, are you so careless?"
Xu Yan paused as she unpacked the velvet box and sighed, "Oh, Meili, you're so smart, I don't even feel a sense of accomplishment."
Zhao Mei smiled awkwardly, but she was indeed frightened when she said it so suddenly.
At this time, Qiu Jiahe was still confused as he tried to satisfy Xu Yan's desire for revenge.
All the velvet boxes were removed and placed neatly one by one on the huge coffee table.
Xu Yan casually opened a larger one and handed it to Zhao Mei.
"Don't worry, Qin Haomiao isn't that stupid. These are just a few of the items. The real big stuff will come on his private jet. I originally wanted to get on his private jet, but the flight he booked was too late. I was afraid I'd miss the show, so I came here first."
Zhao Mei looked at the sapphire necklace inlaid with diamonds in front of her with a calm expression, and handed it to Qiu Jiahe, who was drooling at the jewelry box.
"I was thinking, after all, it's worth nine figures, I wouldn't be so careless as to let you carry it on your back."
Xu Yan smiled after hearing this: "That's hard to say. If it weren't for the sake of quality, it would be safer to put everything on before leaving. Otherwise, if you're desperately trying to protect your suitcase, anyone would be able to see through it, right?"
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