Chapter 462 - First meeting with him.

Instead of answering, the man said, “Miss, please come with us.”

He was polite through and through, as if respected a lot.

Fang Chixia stared at the man without moving an inch, secretly speculating about his identity.

She was now quite down and out in a foreign country, and also on the streets in the middle of the night.

Appearing so coincidentally at such a distressing time for her, he radiated no malice, but rather more like he was trying to help.

Fang Chixia pondered inwardly for a moment, and lifted her face up abruptly.

She was a complete stranger to Northern Ireland, there was no one she knew here at all, except… him.

Fang Chixia wasn’t sure if this person was sent by that man, but she bent down and got into the car, “Okay, I’ll go with you.”

The man followed her into the car and drove her through the late night streets of Northern Ireland, and finally pulled up in front of a villa.

The man sitting in front of her got out of the car first, pulled the door open for her respectfully, and led her to the house.

It was a very beautiful villa, simple, elegant, but stylishly designed.

Fang Chixia calmly walked in after the man, through the living room, and finally was led to a room upstairs by a couple of people who looked like maids.

“Miss will be staying here tonight. If you want to leave tomorrow, we will arrange a flight for you back to China. There is a call bell at the headboard in the room, so if you need us, you can call us at any time. I’ll now take my leave. Get some rest early, Miss.” The maids took her to a room without much disturbance, explained everything to her, and then they all retreated.

Fang Chixia moved along with them, and rushed to the door before it was closed. She suddenly called them to a halt, “Wait!”

“Does Miss Fang need something else?” The maids stopped on their tracks and lowered their head politely.

Fang Chixia stared at them for a while, and asked hesitantly, “May I know who is your master?”

They were clearly instructed beforehand to lower their heads, and they looked apologetic. “Sorry, Miss Fang, we can’t disclose that. Miss Fang will just have to stay here well.”

“Is it the surname…” Fang Chixia still wanted to probe, but she just blurted the words out and the maids turned around and retreated.

In a flash, she was the only one left in the room.

Fang Chixia stood in the room, quietly scanning the room’s furnishings. She glanced at a small music box on a side table placed by the window, took a few steps over and carefully picked it up.

It was a very pretty music box, a pure white base with a cherub on top. It was stationary and presumably would slowly spin to the music.

She flipped the music box around to find the music start button, pressed it down and tried it.

The light music slowly sounded, and the pure white angel wings fluttered down. As she expected, it slowly flew up.

The music of the music box was ethereal, so clear as if it could wash one’s soul.

She quietly stared at the little angel spiraling above for a while, hugged the sheet and laid on the bed, not thinking about Luo Yibei anymore.

With the late hour, and she had been on a plane for so long, she fell asleep quickly.

Fang Chixia had a dream. In the dream, it was as if she was back to the first time she saw him.

A pure white world, at dawn, in front of the church, the prince-like him walking towards her…