As soon as An Xinyan stood in front of the window, there was a slight movement outside the door.

Immediately, I heard the sound of the door being opened, and then the footsteps of someone walking in!

Although the footsteps are very light, if you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear anyone coming in.

An Xinyan didn't look back, as if she didn't feel anyone coming in, her eyes were still looking out the window, calm and composed.

The man held a tray in his hand with a bowl of porridge on it. He stood in front of the door and stared at her, then walked in quietly.

After he placed the tray on the coffee table in the room, he turned around and left without saying a word from beginning to end. It was so quiet that it was as if a gust of wind had not entered him.

When he put down the tray and was about to leave, An Xinyan turned around and looked at his back. There was a white cloth wrapped around her head, which should have been bandaging the sadness she had hit her.

His back with slightly drooped shoulders inexplicably made An Xinyan feel lonely and weathered.

Although loneliness and the vicissitudes of life seemed to be very incompatible with him, she could see these two strong auras exuding from him.

She thought, he must have many unknown stories!

This knowledge made An Xinyan feel a little curious about him. However, what was even more curious was why she appeared here with him. Is this fate destined by God?!

Or was it because they were involved in something? She had this idea after she heard what he said in Chinese.

"Do you speak Chinese?" An Xinyan's sudden voice made him slightly startled as he was holding the doorknob. Instead of turning around, he turned his back to her and said calmly in Chinese, "Let's have something to eat first!"

"You..." Before An Xinyan could finish her words, he closed the door and left without paying attention, blocking her voice in that door.

Damn guy!

Can't you just listen to what she has to say?

An Xinyan stared at the closed door in annoyance. She walked to the sofa and wanted to pick up the bowl of porridge and throw it away.

But when she smelled the aroma of porridge, her stomach made an untimely growl, which made her feel startled for a moment.

Embarrassing!

This belly is too disrespectful to her. She doesn't cry in the morning and doesn't cry in the evening, but she cries at this time.

It simply sapped her energy!

But she hasn't eaten since she woke up last night, so it's normal to be hungry now.

Since you have something to eat, why bother with yourself and ask for trouble? Anyway, the man is not here, so there is no need to feel embarrassed.

After a slight hesitation, she sat on the sofa, held the bowl and started eating. The first mouthful of porridge was put into her mouth, and An Xinxin wrinkled, it was so unpalatable!

But the warm porridge made her stomach feel more comfortable. In order to make her stomach feel better, she still ate all the porridge in the bowl.

After eating, her originally weak body became much stronger.

An Xinyan wondered, shouldn't vampires drink blood? How could she be satisfied with a bowl of porridge? Is it because she hasn't evolved well yet?

She shook her head and stopped worrying about this issue. Regardless of whether it sucked vampires or not, she had to leave here, otherwise she would definitely go crazy.

She looked around the room and saw a pair of white flat shoes placed at the end of the bed. She walked over and put them on and looked down. She liked the simple style without any unnecessary decoration. She liked the simplicity.

In this spacious room, apart from luxurious furniture decoration, there are no communication tools, not even an ordinary TV set.

An Xinyan came to the door, breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked out. Standing in the long corridor, even though it was daytime, she still felt the cold feeling, which made her couldn't help but fold her hands and rub her arms.

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This is really not a place for people to stay, it’s so gloomy and scary!

And she actually slept here for two months!

Two months!

What happened during these two months?

She really wanted to know that since the man wouldn't tell her, she would have to find it by herself.

When she ran out of the room last night, she was too flustered and it was night, so she didn't notice that there was a staircase not far from the door.

This should be the passage leading downstairs, An Xinyan walked towards the stairs without hesitation.

There were several oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the wooden stairwell. These oil paintings looked priceless at first glance, but she was in no mood to appreciate them carefully at the moment.

After walking up the stairs for a few minutes, we arrived at the lower level, which was also a long corridor. On the wall against the outside, there were also windows at regular intervals.

The difference is that there are many room doors on the inside of the corridor on the right, there should be about ten or so, it feels a bit like the guest rooms of those rich people's houses.

In this unpopular place, An Xinyan couldn't figure out why there were so many rooms. What was the castle here used to do?

Looking at the furnishings of the room she lived in and the living room, they didn't look like they had a long history and were old-fashioned. Instead, they seemed to be cleaned regularly.

The strange thing is that from yesterday to now, she has only seen that strange man and no one else.

An Xinyan walked over calmly, stood in front of the first door, took a deep breath, clasped her hands, held her breath and held the armrest on the door, and pushed hard...

What was displayed in front of her was just an ordinary room, and it felt like it was really just a guest room.

The room contained a bed and a wardrobe. It was slightly simpler than the one she lived in, but it was also very luxurious. Everything should be expensive and not something that ordinary families could afford.

The second room, the third room, the fourth room, the fifth room... it was like this until the eighth room. When An Xinyan came to the ninth room, she was about to raise her hand to push the door open, but then she thought about it.

The room must be the same as the others. There was nothing and nothing interesting to see. She didn't push it away, but turned and left...

However, not long after she left, the ninth room was opened from the inside.

The man walked out of it and stared at her leaving back with squinted eyes. His deep eyes were like the silent sea, with no emotion visible. He seemed to be deep in thought, but also seemed to be nothing, just looking at her like that.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and turned to close the door of the ninth room. From the gap of the door that was about to be closed, you could see that this room was different from the others. The furnishings inside were very unique. They were men.

With my favorite black and white combination, you can imagine that this room is exclusive to this man.

He came to the door of the tenth room. When the door was pushed open, it was pitch black inside. He went in, closed the door, and pressed the switch on the wall, and a dark red light came on.

Through the dark red light, you can vaguely see that there are many photos and some newspaper clippings posted on the wall.

Look carefully, there is one person in these photos and newspaper clippings... Wei Han!

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Chapter completed!