Section 3

It is gone

Bai Xiyan watched as the girl slowly turned around, revealing eyes like a caged fledgling, glistening with dew and starlight, filled with fear and unease. He was taken aback; he remembered this face, recalling her appearance from her youth. As a child, she had been small and unremarkable, with dry hair and a sallow complexion, clearly showing signs of malnutrition. Yet, those eyes were so vivid, deeply embedded in his memory.

I understand, you are very busy

It is good luck

Graduated? Bai Xiyan really does not understand the situation of these children very well, and for a moment feels a bit guilty, "I’m sorry, I usually... am often not in the country"

There is nothing serious anymore

... ...

Miao Tong, already standing up, respectfully bowed and said, "Mr. Bai, it is getting late, and I still have to go to dinner with my colleagues. I will not disturb your rest any longer. Please take care of your health"

She suddenly remembered that Bai Xiyan had a residence on the mountain, a villa within a purchased resort that had been dismantled and rebuilt according to his preferences. However, Bai Xiyan only stayed there for a few days throughout the year, leaving it mostly unused, as the resort's cleaning staff came daily to maintain it.

Bai Xiyan noticed that her nerves had already been stretched like a sharp string. He immediately softened his voice and adopted a tone used to coax children, "Miao Tong, how did you come here? Did you come to find me? ... Come over here, to Uncle Bai ... Don't be afraid ..." He called her over, and she went to him, as if her mind had been implanted with some chip, unconditionally obeying Bai Xiyan's command. She did not run away. She should have run. But why should she run? In that moment, she was thinking, what was the reason?

He placed the black tea in front of her and continued the previous topic, "How did you find your way here? Aren't you attending class today?"

Is that all?

I graduated and am working at a newspaper. Today, the company is sponsoring a trip to the hot springs.

Miao Tong shuddered and took half a step back

That being said, Yao Kuihua couldn't help but regard this young man with a higher opinion. Having worked at the newspaper for so long, she did not have much faith in luck. Luck and strength are often like close brothers. This girl is low-key and reserved, seemingly not striving for anything, yet upon closer reflection, she has not suffered any losses at all. There is a saying that goes, "Great wisdom appears foolish." Yao Kuihua thought, this child has boundless potential

Miao Tong originally intended to take just a short nap, but the mattress, books, and bedding in the room were so comfortable that when she opened her eyes, it was already dark outside. After freshening up a bit, she put on her blue floral bathrobe and went outside to look for her colleagues from the company. However, the dining hall and the VIP building were not in the same location, and the resort was quite large. Miao Tong wandered into the pebble path of the artificial hill, only to find that at the end, a wooden-colored fence concealed an independent residence.

Miao Tong was taken aback, turning her head to see Bai Xiyan in the corridor, wrapped in a bathrobe, her skin as smooth as ice, her hair resembling ink splashes. At first glance, she appeared to be a young nobleman emerging from a traditional ink wash painting, embodying a stark contrast of black and white

Miao Tong has calmed down, pressed her lips together, and said, "Black tea."

By some mysterious force, Miao Tong pushed the door open and entered. Indeed, it was an elegant courtyard, with steaming hot spring water laid over with preservative-treated wood. In winter, the greenery was fleeting, and small ponds surrounded the hot tub, where a few koi fish leisurely swam. Miao Tong stepped into the hot spring; it was not too hot, yet the warmth seeped into her skin, as if it were to melt away all the cold and fatigue she had carried along the way, along with her very bones and blood, in this soft spring water.

Miao Tong

This excuse was so embarrassing that even Bai Xiyan felt reluctant to use it, yet upon hearing her defend herself, he smiled and nodded.

Miss, this is a private residence and not open to the public

Little Seed ... ... Actually, you are from the FBI, right https://mhetushu.com.com ? ''

Such a dreamlike encounter is best forgotten as if it were merely a dream

Bai Xiyan felt as if she had received a great pardon, "Alright, you may go. If there is anything, just call Secretary Liu."

"Did not slap that girl, yet her face is so swollen."

Miao Tong scratched her head, shaking it in confusion. Sister Kui was taken aback for a moment, "But that can't be the case. Even if they slander you, you have no witnesses. At most, it would just be an internal reconciliation, right?"

How is your health

Sister Kui changed into her swimsuit and turned to Miao Tong, who was lying on the bed, asking: "Xiao Miao, are you really not going?"

Miao Tong raised her head to glance at him a few times, then quickly lowered it again. Although his skin was very pale, his spirit was quite good, and he smiled, saying, "Please take good care of your health." This was the only thing she wanted to know about him. Bai Xiyan also noticed that this child was genuinely concerned for him, and his brows and eyes softened a bit more. He rarely had the opportunity to interact with others in the capacity of an elder, after all, he was only thirty years old, and his nephews and nieces were still at the age of being playful and teasing. Now, facing Miao Tong, he thought to himself that since her studies had concluded, he should inquire about her life. He rarely had the opportunity to interact with others in the capacity of an elder, after all, he was only thirty years old, and his nephews and nieces were still at the age of being playful and teasing. Now, facing Miao Tong, he thought to himself that since her studies had concluded, he should inquire about her life. But how should he start? The person who was usually unflappable in the business world found himself at a loss in other matters, suddenly stumped, wondering what topics would be appropriate to discuss.

I stayed up late last night to finish the manuscript, you go ahead, I will take a short nap first

Miao Tong was momentarily stunned, and with a splash, she stood up from the water, barely having time to put on her bathrobe. Her panicked appearance resembled that of a deer caught in a hunter's trap, having lost all composure and desperately trying to flee without a clear direction

He has returned to his home country

Turn around

It is probably because I mentioned something to my master yesterday. Miao Tong said, "The bathroom door has been broken these past few days and has been left open. There is a camera facing the corridor outside the bathroom, and that camera is likely able to capture the sink in the women's restroom."

As Miāo Tóng contemplated the reasons for her desire to run, she realized she was already seated on the sofa in the room. Above her was a flourishing money tree, and the wooden house, constructed entirely of solid wood, was well-heated. Bái Xīyán, standing at the bar counter, asked her, "Miāo Tóng, would you like red tea or coffee?"

Miao Tong was just about to turn and leave, but upon seeing the words on the doorplate, he paused: Xiyan Residence

Miao Tong looked out the window again, curling her lips into a smile, "What can I do to them? They were just gossiping in the bathroom when I caught them."

From the moment she entered, she sat as neatly as an elementary school student, not having touched the red tea placed in front of her at hetushucom.com. He really cannot be said to have offered any hospitality. This child seems to be excessively polite; such decorum and measured behavior truly align with his preferences.

Bai Xiyan held up his wine glass and patiently pointed to the door, saying: "The wooden sign at the entrance reads, 'Private Residence, No Entry Without Invitation.'"

This Spring Festival, you should come to the villa two days earlier. There are many gatherings before the New Year, and I will take you to meet some uncles and elder relatives. As a journalist, having connections is essential to succeed in the industry

This means to promote him, and Miao Tong merely smiled and waved at him

Having just taken two steps, I suddenly heard a loud shout from behind: "Stop!"

How is he here

I understand. Miao Tong said with a smile, Thank you for your hospitality

The resort is designed in a Japanese style, featuring wooden buildings constructed against the mountains. It does not embody the opulence and grandeur that is often perceived by the Chinese. The Japanese bathhouse, in its understated simplicity, exudes elegance and creativity in every detail. Miao Tong and Sister Kui were assigned to the leftmost room on the first floor of the VIP building, nestled against the mountain, where they could hear the sound of flowing mountain spring water from the window

Sister Kui could no longer hold back and asked in a lowered voice, "I heard they went to report you, what exactly did you do to them?"

Then I left

Miao Tong was startled and shivered, immediately standing still and not daring to move or look back, only staring blankly at the wooden planks beneath her feet

Then