The wrists of the two were handcuffed together. If they continued to eat like this, everyone would definitely see the shining handcuffs between the two.
"Yeah, let's go to dinner together, and we can even go for a walk in the backyard after dinner."
Shelley gently shook the handcuffs around his wrists, and then, the handcuffs on He Yi'an's side rang.
He seems to have found some fun game, shaking it endlessly.
He Yi'an grabbed the chain in the middle, and the connection between the two was cut off in an instant.
He sat on the sofa next to him and said in a muffled voice, "I won't go. If you want to go, go by yourself. I don't want to be with you and lose face!"
Shelley didn't say a word, the other end of the handcuffs was now on He Yi'an's wrist, the length was enough to reach the door.
He walked to the door, turned his head and told the guard next to him: "Go and ask everyone on the first floor to stay in the front yard temporarily. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
The guard trotted away without even asking.
This time He Yi'an completely covered his face.
What is this, deception?
He finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the pillow beside him, and threw it in Shelley's direction.
I lost three in a row, but the directions were still different.
But Shelley walked back and forth for a few steps, and hugged all three pillows in her arms in a daze. Seeing that He Yi'an never picked up the next pillow, Shelley finally had the opportunity to put all the pillows on the on the cabinet next to it.
He didn't blame He Yi'an either, but said to He Yi'an: "Let's go eat first, and the room will be cleaned up after we come back from dinner."
This time, He Yi'an didn't even have the strength to argue with him, maybe it was because he felt that he showed too many emotions in front of Shelley.
Perhaps it was due to other reasons, but He Yi'an's mood plummeted visibly to the naked eye.
Shelley walked to the sofa again, her two handcuffed hands were clenched alternately.
He knew that He Yi'an definitely didn't want to hear a single word now.
He Yi'an looks soft-tempered, but in fact he has the most stubborn temper. He is really afraid that He Yi'an won't even go to eat in the end.
Only then did he calm down, he led He Yi'an and walked downstairs slowly.
Shelley's order was very useful. When the two of them went down, a sumptuous meal was already on the table.
However, where the two of them passed by, they didn't meet anyone, not even the cook who was always busy in the kitchen.
What's on the table is He Yi'an's hometown dish.
He Yi'an was actually not in the mood to eat, but when he smelled the familiar aroma, his stomach still growled uncontrollably.
"Uncle Li did this?"
Shelley nodded slightly.
"In the past two years, Uncle Li has never left."
Uncle Li is the home chef he specially found for He Yi'an, and he is very good at Chinese food.
Two years ago, when the two lived in Esmond Castle, Uncle Li was the most frequently used cook.
Because of the presence of He Yi'an and Uncle Li, there is often a scent coming from the kitchen.
It didn't take long, but Shelley's staff fell in love with Chinese food one by one because of Uncle Li's craftsmanship.
Some people are even so addicted that they have to eat Chinese food three times a week to get strong.
He Yi'an heard that Uncle Li was actually kept by Shelley for two years.
His heart suddenly seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, He Yi'an suddenly turned his head and averted his gaze.
Seeing this, Shelley said nothing. After finishing the silver metal chain between the two of them, she sat down at the table.
At first, Shelley tried to elicit some memories between the two of them, but He Yi'an was like a log, neither speaking nor responding.
Gradually, Shelley stopped talking.
After eating half a bowl of rice, He Yi'an stopped his chopsticks.
Looking at Shelley who also put down his chopsticks on the opposite side, He Yi'an couldn't help asking, "Shelley, aren't you tired after doing this every day?"
He is obviously the patriarch of the powerful Esmond family, there is no one he wants, why has two years passed, and he still doesn't let go!
Shelley raised his head, his dark green eyes faintly glowed like undulating autumn water.
Facing He Yian like this, Shelley lightlysmiled lightly.
"I am not tired."
After hearing Shelley's answer, He Yi'an's lips moved slightly, but Shelley seemed to know what he was going to say, so he didn't give He Yi'an any chance to speak, and immediately spoke.
"So you can't be tired either."
His voice was decisive, without any room for negotiation.
The man's expression was persistent and pitiful.
Between the two, there was indeed a very good moment.
He Yi'an couldn't bear it after all, he relaxed his brows and said slowly: "But our two worlds are different after all"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted eagerly by Shelley.
Shelley directly stretched out two fingers, and pressed He Yi'an's soft lips.
"I know that our two previous worlds are different, but this does not mean that the future world will be different."
In Shelley's culture, there is an old saying that goes well.
People in the two worlds are like two parallel lines that will never intersect.
But Shelley never took this sentence seriously.
What about the two worlds?
Since He Yi'an couldn't accept his world, then he destroyed his own world and entered his.
If we say that before He Yi'an appeared, Shelley's world was completely dark.
That He Yi'an was like a ray of light, tearing a hole in Shelley's world.
Shelley wanted this light to stay, but he couldn't bear to hurt it, so he took the initiative to tear apart his world, hoping that this light could accept the poor souls in the dark world.
However, He Yi'an didn't believe Shelley's words, he just shook his head slowly, and then stopped talking.
Shelley smiled reluctantly, and he quickly looked out the window.
"The weather outside is fine today, let's go for a walk in the backyard."
He Yi'an didn't nod or shake his head.
Shelley didn't care at all, he walked over and intersected his fingers.
Take He Yi'an to sit on the lawn in the backyard for a while, basking in the sun.
If you simply look at the backs of the two people, it can be said that the years are beautiful and the clouds are calm and the wind is breezy.
But after all, the beauty does not last long, and soon, the rare silence was broken by others.
The man with a scar on his face walked up behind the two, cupped his hands, and interrupted the peaceful atmosphere on the lawn.
"Patriarch, we have found some clues about the traitors in the family."
Hearing the man's voice, Shelley's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened.
He looked at He Yi'an next to him, and smiled lightly.
"You go to the study and wait for me first. After I send him back, I will go to you right away."
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Versailles He Yi'an: He is obviously the patriarch of the powerful Esmond family. If he doesn't want someone, why does he have to pester me It's so distressing, really. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com