She glanced at the driver, who should be the driver hired by Meng Xianchen's family. He must be very familiar with the situation of this mansion.
"Brother, is this Meng Xianchen's house?" Jiang Ranran turned his head to look at the huge mansion outside the window, feeling as small as an ant.
The driver's attitude was cold, but Jiang Ranran was Meng Xianchen's guest after all, so he still answered her questions.
"Yes, these are all Mr. Meng's." The driver said in a cold tone.
Jiang Ranran understood instantly. If someone else had asked him this, he probably wouldn't have bothered to answer. Why were all the people in the Meng family so aloof? It was as if they had contracted a contagious black face disease. No one had a good face.
The car finally made a big circle and stopped in front of a tall door. This door was like a barrier, separating the outside world from this luxurious castle.
The gate opened automatically and the car slowly drove in. A lane was reserved for this car.
When they arrived at the door, Jiang Ranran got out of the car, but she was deeply attracted by the castle-like villa. It seemed like it was taken out of an ancient European fairy tale.
Even the person who opened the car door for Jiang Ranran was a blonde European beauty.
Standing at the door of the castle, Jiang Ranran took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step in. As soon as her feet stepped on the carpet of the castle, she immediately smelled a faint fragrance in the air, and it seemed to surround her.
Jiang Ranran knew that Meng Xianchen had installed an air circulation system, and only wealthy people would be so particular about it.
It was only at this moment that Jiang Ranran realized that the 200 million that day was not even a drop in the bucket for Meng Xianchen.
Jiang Ranran was invited by the servant to sit on the sofa. She began to look at the decoration inside this luxurious castle involuntarily. The paintings hanging on the walls were all authentic works of famous artists, both domestic and foreign.
The carpet under my feet is hand-woven wool, and even the sofa under my butt is made of mahogany, and it is obviously an antique.
Jiang Ranran moved her toes unconsciously, feeling completely out of place here.
Just when she was feeling a little restrained, a crisp sound of footsteps came towards her from afar. The sound was so crisp because it echoed in the air.
After a while, Jiang Ranran saw Meng Xianchen's tall figure appear in front of her.
"Ms. Jiang, it's not easy to invite you here." As soon as Meng Xianchen saw Jiang Ranran, a touch of warmth immediately appeared on his originally cold face, and he didn't seem so difficult to approach anymore.
Jiang Ranran stood up suddenly and lowered her head in shame: "I'm really sorry, I should have come here by myself..."
Now Jiang Ranran finally understood why Meng Xianchen was able to save her twice. With Meng Xianchen's strength, let alone twice, even ten or a hundred times would be no problem.
"Miss Jiang didn't believe me, so I had to send a car to pick her up myself." Meng Xianchen curled the corners of his lips and said playfully.
Jiang Ranran was still very puzzled when this matter was brought up, so he couldn't help but blurt out: "Why is it that your home is clearly an ancient castle, but the map says it is a wasteland?"
"Because this is my private residence, and why is it marked on the map?" Meng Xianchen's expression at this moment was as if he was looking at a little fool asking a question.
Jiang Ranran immediately realized that she had asked a stupid question.
For a person of Meng Xianchen's level, is it necessary to worry about a mere map problem?
Meng Xianchen is so wealthy, but strangely, Jiang Ranran has never heard of his name. Moreover, after Cui Rong was knocked to the ground that day, Meng Xianchen said that there was no need to wait for the police to come, and Cui Rong would disappear. This is indeed the case. Jiang Ranran has not seen the police notice until now.
So what is the identity of this extremely wealthy, armed, and anonymous person?
The more Jiang Ranran thought about it, the more curious she became. To break the silence between them, she abruptly asked, "I've known Mr. Meng for so long, and I still don't know what he does?"
"We've only known each other for a few days, Miss Jiang." Meng Xianchen didn't answer according to Jiang Ranran's thoughts at all.
Jiang Ranran's face turned red again.
"Besides, it's not a good thing to flatter others, Miss Jiang." Meng Xianchen exposed Jiang Ranran mercilessly, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes while he spoke. It seemed that he did it on purpose to embarrass Jiang Ranran.
"..." Jiang Ranran bit her lips tightly, not knowing what to say. It seemed that her every word and action could not escape Meng Xianchen's eyes.
After a few minutes of silence, Meng Xianchen mercifully broke the silence. If he didn't speak again, Jiang Ranran would have found a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Ms. Jiang, how are you going to thank me?" Meng Xianchen almost made Jiang Ranran spit out blood when he opened his mouth.
Jiang Ranran was stunned, staring at him as if asking for help, "Ah? Well, I really thank you. I also prepared a gift. It's in the car. It's just a small token of my respect."
Jiang Ranran hesitated. She originally thought that the valuable gifts she brought were very classy, but now it seemed like she was just bringing a pile of garbage to express her gratitude.
Jiang Ranran's cute hesitant look immediately made Meng Xianchen laugh. He actually raised his hand and touched Jiang Ranran's head, scaring Jiang Ranran so much that he quickly hid behind him.
"Are you so afraid of me?" Meng Xianchen frowned unhappily.
Jiang Ranran already knew that Meng Xianchen was extremely powerful, and his power might even be greater than Lusha's. At this time, a bold idea came into Jiang Ranran's mind, but she was a little hesitant to speak it out.
But for Gu Tingchen, she had to risk it all.
"Mr. Meng, I, I have something else to ask you!" Jiang Ranran's eyes were shining with hope, and her bright look immediately attracted Meng Xianchen. He stopped smiling, as if he was very willing to listen to Jiang Ranran's words.
Seeing that Meng Xianchen didn't refuse, Jiang Ranran shamelessly said, "Please save my husband, save Gu Tingchen. He was captured by Lusha. Although he is missing, I firmly believe that this matter is related to Lusha. Mr. Meng, please help me..."
Hearing Jiang Ranran's rapid-fire words and looking at her extremely eager eyes, Meng Xianchen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he even began to feel impatient, even to the point of disgust.
Jiang Ranran was waiting for Meng Xianchen's reply. At this time, she saw that Meng Xianchen's face seemed not very good.
Meng Xianchen only raised his thin lips slightly and said ruthlessly: "Come here, kick this woman out for me, and throw away the gifts she brought with her. Don't dirty this place."
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