The lush green grass wasn’t like any ordinary wild grass but rather a prestigious velvet-like breed, gentle as a carpet under bare feet.
The trees here were not random either; they were rare and valuable, chosen for their ornamental worth.
From afar, one could see vast expanses of white, purple, and blue flower seas, with the breeze creating rolling waves of remarkable beauty; and those flowers bloomed with demonic allure.
Xia Yanxin looked for a long time before she remembered those were the same flowers she had seen on labels in the past, Mandara!
Small wonder the place was named Mandara Manor, it would seem the owner adored these enchanting flowers to the extent that the manor was enveloped by a sea of Mandara Flowers…
Those climbing vines gave off an uncomfortable vibe, and Xia Yanxin’s mind conjured images of heavily made-up women clinging to men.
What kind of perverted man would like such bewitching and bizarre flowers!!
Following Aunt Zhou around for a big loop, Xia Yanxin understood two things:
First, Long Yutian was incredibly wealthy, wealthy to a ludicrous degree.
Just the hundreds of acres of Mandara Flower Sea demanded the delicate care of hundreds of gardeners, not to mention the numerous servants in the castle, his private hunting ground, private gym, private airport, private yacht, and private dock…
She used to think those who had a villa in S city, drove a BMW or Maserati, wore Armani, and carried an iPhone were rich.
Now she realized the genuinely wealthy were like Long Yutian, possessing a fortune that could rival countries, yet leading a low-profile extravagant life, hidden from the world.
It seemed “the richest are the most discreet” is indeed an eternal truth!
Or perhaps Aunt Zhou was right, just one rice grain falling from the gap between his teeth could support ordinary people for a year… New chapters come out on g.com first.
Second, it was completely impossible for her to escape from here on her own.
A five-meter-high electric fence encircled the area in three layers, with each junction equipped with surveillance cameras and bodyguards patrolling at all times.
Unless she could sprout wings or she became a corpse, there was absolutely no chance of escaping from here.
Night fell, and several luxury sports cars drove into the estate, the once quiet manor bustled with activity…
Xia Yanxin wandered aimlessly inside, searching for any opportunity to escape.
“Hey, come here!”
A rude voice called from behind her.
Xia Yanxin turned around and saw an incredibly beautiful woman standing in front of her.
Looking closely, it was none other than Lan Yuer, the pure and innocent star from the recent hit “Palace Heart Change,” playing the role of Consort Qing Wen.
However, tonight she was a far cry from her pure image on screen, wearing a strapless evening gown without a bra, only with transparent nipple pasties, and a skirt made of black clairvoyant fabric covered in shiny sequins, exuding an extremely sexy and bewitching charm.
As Xia Yanxin gawked, Lan Yuer frowned in disdain, “If you’re looking for an autograph, I’m not free right now.
Come and help me pull up the zipper on my back!”
“Sorry, I’m not available!” Xia Yanxin shrugged, unwilling to bother, the dream she had before meeting Lan Yuer in person had been shattered.
She did not like Lan Yuer’s haughty tone.
Lan Yuer, who was used to being arrogant, couldn’t bear Xia Yanxin’s indifference and cursed aloud. Follow the newest chapters on novelping.com.
“What a lowlife, helping me is seeing you too highly…
Let me tell you, there are so many people begging to do things for me that I couldn’t care less about.”
Xia Yanxin turned her face slightly, raising her eyebrows, “It’s laughable, where do you get such a sense of superiority?
Why should I even lift a finger for you?”
“Don’t you know who I am?
I’m Lan Yuer, the popular star!
If you do some chores for me, maybe I’ll give you an autographed photo!”
“Never heard of you, don’t know you!” Xia Yanxin said calmly.
“You…
really don’t know what’s good for you.
I am Young Master Long’s woman, and soon I will become the mistress of this place.”
“So what?”
“So what, trash like you will never qualify to get on Young Master Long’s bed.
I might as well be speaking Greek to you.
Just you wait, I’ll show you!
Hmph!”
“Don’t think every woman is like you, happy to be played by men!
Even if you’re a celebrity, without the slightest bit of morality, you can still be despised.”
Having said her piece, Xia Yanxin turned and walked away, vowing never to watch this woman’s films again.