A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1551 - 300: A Certain Symbol, Just My Luck (Second Update)
Yun Ya hurriedly gathered her thoughts, hid the necklace back in her clothes, and went to open the door.
Standing outside was Shan Bao, who smiled and said, "Miss Ji, the madam sent me to pick you up."
Yun Ya nodded: "Thank you."
Behind Shan Bao were two black-clad bodyguards, expressionless, the three of them escorting Yun Ya out of the hospital while other bodyguards downstairs had already diverted any suspicious eyes.
Sitting in the car on the way back, Yun Ya massaged her temples, her eyes slightly closed.
The car drove steadily along the road, stopping at a red light. As they waited at the lights, Shan Bao tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel and hummed a song.
Everything seemed so calm.
A car suddenly pulled up beside them, its windows tightly shut, blocking any prying eyes. Shan Bao only glanced at it and didn’t give it another thought.
The light turned green, and he stepped on the accelerator, the car smoothly passing the intersection. He took a quick glance at the rearview mirror, seeing Yun Ya seemingly asleep, a gentle smile tugging at his lips.
The car picked up speed, eager to get home quickly so Miss Ji could rest well.
Initially glancing at the front mirror inadvertently, his brows suddenly furrowed. As a retired special forces soldier, he had an uncanny intuition. The Toyota sedan trailing behind them felt suspicious, not just paranoia, but a need for caution.
With that thought, he activated his earpiece and said softly, "Watch out for a black Toyota behind us, something’s off."
They approached another red light, the car slowing to a stop, queued in traffic. At that moment, the black Toyota conveniently parked next to them, its back door suddenly opening, revealing a man in a black trench coat and leather gloves approaching.
Shan Bao’s hand slowly reached for his lower back, a gun silently slipping into his palm.
"Knock, knock" went the window. He saw it was an unremarkable man who looked like any other passerby. The man smiled warmly and spoke, but Shan Bao couldn’t hear, and the man gestured to the car behind.
Shan Bao thought maybe he was overthinking but dared not lower his guard, slowly lowering the window, about to speak, when he saw the man’s hand dart in quickly, as fast as lightning, giving him no time to react, and he just passed out.
The man swiftly opened the car door, tossing Shan Bao into the passenger seat. The entire series of actions took only a moment, and then he quickly slipped in, closed the door, and at that moment, the light ahead turned green. The car moved slowly, turning onto a completely different road.
And throughout, Yun Ya remained in a deep sleep, without any sign of waking.
The man glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes suddenly turning tender, a gentle smile forming at the corners of his mouth, reassuring and serene.
In a villa in the Capital City, the man carried a young girl inside with large strides, and the servants bowed respectfully.
Until the man’s figure disappeared around the corner of the second floor, the servants continued their work as if nothing had happened.
It was a luxurious and elegant bedroom, on the oversized English-style bed, surrounded by floral brocade, lay a beautiful young girl.
Her hair, as smooth as satin, piled on the pillow, as beautiful as a storm cloud.
The girl had a stunning, exquisite face, appearing tranquil and gentle while asleep, with long, dense, curly lashes, as delicate and cute as a doll.
The spring breeze outside gently swayed the curtains, bringing a soft coolness that awakened the sleeping girl.
Yun Ya slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness momentarily hazy. Once she discerned the unfamiliar structure of the room, she sat up immediately, noticing that her clothes were no longer those she had been wearing, but a soft, flowing English-style long dress.
Her heart tightened instantly, her fingers clenching the bedspread tightly.
She remembered being in the car. So how did she wake up in this unfamiliar place?
The door was pushed open from outside, and a woman dressed in a maid’s uniform walked in, placing a tray on the bedside table, inside was a bowl of abalone and bird’s nest porridge.
The maid averted her eyes, saying respectfully, "Miss, please drink."
Yun Ya coldly chuckled, lifting the bowl to her lips, not missing the maid’s subtle sigh of relief.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly smashing the bowl to the floor, right by the maid’s feet, making her jump back in fright.
"Enough with the theatrics, get your master to see me," she demanded.
The maid silently squatted to clean up, and Yun Ya sternly said, "Didn’t you hear what I said?"
The maid said nothing, cleaned up quickly, and left in haste.
Yun Ya gritted her teeth, threw off the covers, and headed to the door. It opened with a pull; no one was guarding it. She found the villa was vast, decorated with great luxury but stark, empty, likely not frequently inhabited.
Yun Ya walked down the stairs, finding the ground floor deserted, quickly walking outside. The garden, however, was well-maintained, lush greenery and flowering trees like a small forest. She had no heart for scenery, running to the gate, finding it locked.
She angrily kicked the door, the iron gate clanging loudly, echoing through the quiet courtyard.
"What do you want by bringing me here?" Yun Ya shouted into the void.
"Q, I know it’s you, are you just going to hide and not meet me?" she tried to control her emotions, speaking as calmly as she could.
The spring breeze rustled the treetops softly, an unnerving silence enveloped the surroundings.
Taking a deep breath, Yun Ya suddenly ran back into the villa, smashing anything she came across. The priceless vases and antiques were thoroughly destroyed, the villa resounded with "clang clang" sounds of breaking things.
Tired of smashing, Yun Ya leaned on a table, breathing heavily. She couldn’t believe that person would remain hidden.
But she couldn’t wait anymore, she refused to stay here another moment. Everything about this place disgusted her. She wanted to go home, to see Brother Yan.
Yet no matter how much she smashed, no one appeared. Sometimes it felt like the villa was completely empty, with only her.
However, she knew that person was hiding in the shadows, perhaps observing her at this moment.
Yun Ya knew what she was doing was futile, she had been careless, falling into his trap. The necklace probably held some sleep-inducing scent, otherwise she wouldn’t have slept so deeply, nor been kidnapped so unawares.
No matter how it happened, she was the passive one, always.
This thought filled Yun Ya with anger, making her tremble all over.
Even as night fell, that person never appeared, though the dining room below was filled with food, lavish under the crystal chandelier, like a royal banquet.
Yet Yun Ya had no appetite for the lavish, seemingly delicious food. She didn’t eat, turned back to her room. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Drowsy, Yun Ya fell asleep again, her mind objectively alert, yet unable to control her brain, slipping back into slumber.
The night breeze lightly moved the curtains, moonlight broke in, spilling over her face, that stunning visage seemed dusted with silver, ethereal and brilliant.
The girl’s breath was light and steady.
The bedroom door opened silently from the outside, a tall figure ghosted in.
Stepping slowly towards the bed.
The figure stood by the bedside, looking at the sleeping girl deeply, eyes as vast and unfathomable as a deep sea.
