Xiang Zhilan urgently told him to stop the car, but there was nothing she could do to stop him.
When the car reached the border between Yihai City and Binhai City, she tried to get out, but found the doors locked.
“Miss Zhi Lan, since you are leaving Mr. Shen Muzhi, we have made more comprehensive arrangements for you. Why don’t you calm down?” The middle-aged man drove past the checkout station and advised, “Even if we wanted to harm you now, there’s nothing you can do right now. Be careful not to harm your baby.”
Xiang Zhilan withdrew her hand from the car door, calmed herself down, and said, "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see when you get there," the middle-aged man said, his tone remaining respectful throughout.
Xiang Zhilan had no choice but to wait and see what he was going to do.
Grandfather? That's really baffling. She doesn't even know who her father is. An illegitimate child's father's identity is probably not very respectable.
Night fell, becoming as dark as ink. Tonight, the stars were few and far between, but the moon was full and round.
Xiang Zhilan looked out of the car, wondering if Ni Sitian had managed to hold them off.
It was already ten o'clock when the car stopped.
The middle-aged man respectfully opened the door for her and asked her to get out of the car.
As Xiang Zhilan walked down, she found the place to be very open, with an endless lawn.
The middle-aged man took her luggage and bowed slightly to her, saying, "Miss Zhilan, this way please."
Xiang Zhilan looked in the direction he indicated and saw a luxurious private jet with the cabin door open. Six burly men in black suits stood at the bottom of the ladder. They were all very tall and had a very upright demeanor, unlike ordinary bodyguards.
“Miss Zhilan, the master has been waiting for you for a long time. This way, please,” Uncle De reminded her.
Xiang Zhilan walked over. She knew she had no choice but to go over; those six men could drag her up at any time. She had no room to resist and could only go up to see what was going on.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs, a young woman in uniform came down to help her, respectfully and carefully.
Xiang Zhilan boarded the plane and was led into the cabin by the woman in uniform.
This plane is truly luxurious; "magnificent" wouldn't be an exaggeration, and it exudes a very sophisticated luxury.
Um, what's so strange is that there's such a big bed?
Suddenly, a door opened, and an old man pushed a wheelchair out.
Xiang Zhilan was stunned for a moment. She had always looked down on the role of blood ties, but when she saw this old man, she knew almost without saying a word that they were relatives.
She has a small red mole on the end of her eyebrow, which makes her look very beautiful even with just a light touch of makeup.
The old man had a red mole in the same spot, but his eyebrows were thick and dark, with sword-like brows that reached his temples, giving him a very dignified appearance.
Is this the so-called grandfather that the middle-aged man just mentioned?
"Come here, kid." Luo Zhenxian waved to Xiang Zhilan.
Xiang Zhilan hesitated for a moment, then took a step towards him and said, "Did you have them bring this over? How did you know I was leaving Shen Muzhi? How long have you been observing and monitoring me?"
"Miss Zhilan, you can't speak to the master like that," Uncle De reminded her from behind.
Xiang Zhilan frowned, and Luo Zhenxian said to Uncle De, "Ade, go out and let the captain take off."
"Yes." Uncle De bowed slightly, turned around, and walked out of the cabin room.
"Child, please sit down." Luo Zhen showed his intention, coughed a few times, straightened the blanket on his lap, and looked at Xiang Zhilan slowly, saying, "I will answer your questions one by one."
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