That night, Nangong Yaoling's helicopter took Xia Bunan away from the resort.
Nangong Yaoling's helicopter was extremely luxurious, you can say it had everything one could wish for.
A small kitchen, a living room, and even a bedroom.
"Young Master, since this morning when the young mistress returned to the resort, she hasn't eaten anything."
Qin Yi respectfully said, looking at Nangong Yaoling who was sitting on the sofa.
In front of Nangong Yaoling was a three-tiered lunch box.
"This is the dinner brought from the resort. Tonight, you were just drinking with Dean Melson at the dinner table and didn't eat anything. Please, have something to eat."
Nangong Yaoling extended his hand and leaned on the sofa.
He rubbed his temples, a trace of fatigue flashing in his eyes: "Go and give it to the young mistress."
"...Yes."
Xia Xiaonuan was curled up in the bedroom bed, looking like a wooden figure, hugging her knees, not moving at all.
