Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
He Xiyan lived in the castle for one night but did not fall asleep. After a simple shower, she walked out of the room, her eyes swollen. She pulled the suitcase out, which was not big but appeared quite heavy, even making a loud noise against the floor.
It was simply six in the early morning and dawn just broke. Except for two security guards and two cooks, all the servants in the castle had not yet gotten up.
They stood in the corner of the hall, pointing at He Xiyan and chitchatting in a low voice.
However, no one went up. They certainly knew what happened yesterday but pretended that they knew nothing.
He Xiyan dragged the suitcase to the gate, and this time, Little Wang, the guard, did not stop her. So she went straight out of the castle where she had lived for more than one year.
Turning around, she cast a glance at this luxurious house, which, the same as before, gave off an air of vague beauty and enchanting mystery in the morning mist. But it was a pity that this house was indeed freezing cold, which she never wanted to step in again.
The car she hailed on the app arrived. Soon the driver took her suitcase into the trunk and then pulled the car door open for her.
The car drove away. No one knew which place it headed for. There was not a destination, or we should say, everywhere could be the destination.
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Half an hour later, all the people in the castle got up on time.
Feeling something was wrong, they gathered together and began to exchange ideas.
But for most of them, it was no big issue that there was no hostess in the castle. They would not get less paid anyway. Besides, they knew for sure that a new hostess would come sooner or later.
Only Qin Xiaoyu stood there against the door frame, staring blankly. She bit her lips, eyes apparently red and swollen. With some tears still hanging around her eye corners, she seemed to have cried just now. She actually came to this castle along with He Xiyan. In the past year, her job was to take care of Yuanyuan who was awarded to the Mo family three months ago. Now He Xiyan went away as well. She did not know whether she should stay or not.
She felt her heart hollow and empty, feeling quite lonely in this castle.
Butler Lu criticized those servants who were chitchatting in twos and threes, arranging them to do their own work.
He then took out his cell phone and called Ye Hao.
Soon the call went through.
“Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye, she… No, Miss He just left half an hour ago.”
Butler Lu reported. The habitual “Mrs. Ye” out of his mouth was corrected by him in an instant.
He stood in the corridor on the third floor, motionless. For him, this was his job to report all the things happening accidentally at home to the owner of the house.
After almost half a minute, he waited for a few words out of no reason.
“Well… She left.” On the other side of the phone, Ye Hao did not know how to respond, who seemed to be a little surprised. Even his voice turned a little hoarse.
After quite a while, he asked again, “Did she say anything to you or to anyone else when she was about to leave?”
Butler Lu answered, “She did not. She left before we got up. She left by taking a taxi, with only a suitcase.”
Butler Lu told the truth, simply reporting.
After that, the “toot, toot” sound came out of his phone.