Chapter 307: Chapter 305: No Matter How Rich, You Can’t Possibly Buy a Castle
The bodyguard looked very familiar, yet he was clearly not from S Country!
He was one of Huo Zhenyang’s men!
She was taken aback, her hands steadying herself on the back of a chair in front of her, "Did Mr. Huo send you to take me to the castle?"
"Yes, Miss Jiayi," the bodyguard said without any attempt to hide it.
Mr. Huo was a distinguished guest of the Royal Family of S Country and now lived in the castle; borrowing a car from the Ya Family was all too easy for him.
"Why does he want me to stay with the Ya Family?"
"Today, Chu Xinyue had a heart attack, and Mrs. Chu might take out her anger on you. The Boss knows about your current situation and doesn’t want to offend Mrs. Chu openly, so he has arranged for you first to move into the castle."
So he had already anticipated this, knowing that with Xuan Yu’s temperament, she would surely make things difficult for her.
Jiayi didn’t say anything more but then asked, "Did Mr. Huo notify the Ya Family in advance?"
After all, the place she was moving to belonged to the Ya Family.
"What difference does it make whether he notifies them in advance or later? Mr. Huo doesn’t need to inform the Ya Family beforehand about what he wants to do," said the bodyguard, turning the steering wheel and speeding up.
So, the Ya Family doesn’t know yet?
This man, no matter where he went, always had an air of ’everywhere is my home’ and a domineering owner’s attitude.
But still, she was a bit nervous, "It’s not quite right though, if he wants me to move in, he should at least inform the rightful owners. After all, the castle ultimately belongs to the Ya Family, they are the true masters... ."
"Not necessarily, Miss Jiayi," the bodyguard said with a smile that seemed meaningful in the rearview mirror.
"Not necessarily? What do you mean? Even if he’s rich, he surely couldn’t just buy their castle," Jiayi pursed her lips. Even if he were willing to buy, the Ya Family wouldn’t sell it.
Unexpectedly, the bodyguard gave a mysterious smile, "Well, you could say that."
Jiayi was shocked, "What do you mean?"
The bodyguard explained, "The castle where the Ya Family has lived for generations has a history of a hundred years. In the early years when it was still a colony, the Napoleon Family aided in funding its construction—umm, Miss Jiayi should know, it’s the Boss’s ancestors. Later, during the internal strife in S Country when the national treasury was limited, the descendants of the Napoleon Family from A Country helped with maintenance and expansion. The maintenance and conservation costs of such a large castle are at least tens of millions every year. Do you think the Ya Family, with their current situation, can afford to maintain it year after year? It’s also the government of A Country that helps finance the maintenance. The Boss invests a large sum of money every year, no less than a hundred million, in A Country to maintain overseas heritage buildings, which of course includes the Royal Castle of S Country. Though the residency rights of this ancient architecture belong to the Ya Family, on the international courts, the property and sales rights have always been with the Boss. — So to be serious, from its founding to its maintenance, the castle indeed belongs to our Boss. The Ya Family? Heh, how should I put it, they’re more like caretakers guarding our Boss’s castle."
Jiayi gasped.
To call a royal family mere caretakers of his castle, probably only this man in the entire world could say something like that.
But this way...
It seems like... the Ya Family’s castle... he really does have a say in it.
As they talked, the car had already entered the castle.
After the car stopped, Jiayi followed the bodyguard upstairs.
The bodyguard led her to a room on the third floor.
There were too many rooms in the castle.
Jiayi had no idea where she was.
But it didn’t matter, as long as she wasn’t in the Chu Family, not facing Xuan Yu.
——
The Ya Family found out the next day that Huo Zhenyang had brought Jiayi into the castle.
In the afternoon, within a luxuriously appointed guest room glittering with gold, on a sheepskin couch filled with exotic flair on the balcony, the man lay with his pajama collar open, revealing a perfectly sculpted chest.
The door was tapped.
"BOSS, Miss Jiayi is here," George’s voice rang out.
Huo Zhenyang, with a lazy tone, said, "Come in."
Yesterday, Jiayi was taken to the castle. After entering her room and traveling all day, she was exhausted. After taking a bath, she fell asleep.
She slept until the sun was high in the sky, shining on her rear.
If it weren’t for George coming to knock on her door this morning and bringing her here, Jiayi might not have known that her bedroom was on the same floor as his, just three rooms away!
He had brought her into the castle without notifying the Ya Family, which was already quite bold.
Now, placing her in the neighboring room, he was showing even less regard for the Ya Family.
In the Capital Nanga’s upper echelons, she was already seen as the future Crown Prince’s wife.
If people found out, wouldn’t it be equivalent to giving Ya Chen a green hat?
While she was thinking, George pushed the door open, "Miss Jiayi, please come in." Then he closed the door, leaving them alone together.
The spacious, comfortable, and luxurious bedroom carried a distinct S Country castle style.
The man leaned on the soft couch on the balcony, one leg bent, his profile so perfect it took one’s breath away.
Bare ankles flashed with a handsome bronze sheen, bound in gauze.
Her breath caught. Oh right, his foot had been injured that day, he couldn’t even stand up, and the doctor had said he needed to rest in bed.
Seeing her standing far from him, the man’s tone was languid yet edged with sternness, "Xuan Yu’s bodyguard didn’t come with you to the castle, so why are you nervous?"
At his words, her nose suddenly felt sore, all the grievances of the past few days surged forward.
In her several encounters with him in S Country, she couldn’t say much to him. Any frustration she had had to be swallowed.
But now, finally alone with him in a completely safe space, she didn’t know what to say.
Seeing her nose redden and swell, Huo Zhenyang’s expression darkened, "Come here."
She hadn’t reacted for a moment and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
Impatient with her sluggishness, Huo Zhenyang’s eyes narrowed sharply, "Do you want to force me to hobble over on one leg to carry you here?"
Finally realizing, she walked over silently, standing in front of his couch like a schoolchild being punished.
"Why did you run away without saying goodbye?" he asked, lifting his gaze from the couch, his eyes aloof as he brushed away her tears with his slender fingers.
"I didn’t leave without saying goodbye. Xuan Yu’s bodyguard," she pouted, her small face so aggrieved it seemed to drip, "he said he would send you a text message for me... I didn’t know he never sent it."
Huo Zhenyang saw the clouds that had been hanging over him for days begin to disperse.
She hadn’t run away.
She had intended to send him a text message.
God knows how angry he was when he heard she was missing again, he wanted to turn this disobedient Little Kitten inside out, to wring her neck!
The previous time, her going to H City was understandable; she had been sent away by the old man, because she misunderstood him.
But this time, she fled on her own, and not long before that, she was obediently expressing a desire to get along with him, even sweetly calling him husband.
The moment he learned she had fled, he thought all her previous words were a deception, meant to let her guard down.
"So, is Xuan Yu using your mother to threaten you?" Huo Zhenyang’s gaze seemed to shift in depth, his thoughts unclear.
