The maid looked up at the car outside, then replied to An Xiaomian with surprise and joy, "It's the young master's car, his car has blocked ours..."
What?
That man's car had come to block theirs?
Hadn't he already entered the community?
Why did he notice them, and even back up to block them?
An Xiaomian frowned, but she quickly figured it out. The car she was riding in belonged to that man, so even if he hadn't seen them himself, surely someone around him must have noticed the car attempting to leave. They would have mentioned it to him, and given his cleverness, he would have sensed something was amiss and come to intercept her.
An Xiaomian felt even more afraid than before, her body stiff and frozen, not daring to move.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door beside her was opened, and then, Eagle's familiar figure stood outside the car. He calmly made a welcoming gesture towards her and said, "Miss An, our young master has requested your presence. Please go to that car over there for a moment."
An Xiaomian lifted her head to look at Eagle outside the car, and also glanced at the arrogantly imposing Rolls-Royce that blocked their Bentley. That car was luxurious and beautiful. The owner of the car was hidden behind the dark windows, so she couldn't see his expression at the moment.
It was as she expected, he had figured it out.
Yet, she knew deep down that she couldn't go there. If she did, where would the chance to escape be?
She shook her head slightly. The feigned expression of pain on her face hadn't dissipated, and she spoke weakly, "I can't move, my stomach hurts so much, I want to go to the hospital to check on it..."
Eagle hadn't expected such a situation. He had just escorted his young master home and had suddenly seen the young master's car being driven out. He immediately reported this to the young master. The young master only fell silent for a second, then quickly ordered the driver to reverse the car and let the Rolls-Royce block the Bentley.
Then, the young master continued to give cold orders, telling him to bring An Xiaomian over.
Eagle hadn't had the chance to figure out how the young master knew Miss An was in this car when he hurriedly got out and invited her. When he opened the door, indeed there was Miss An.
Only, Miss An appeared to be in pain, and she also mentioned that her stomach hurt. Her stomach was probably the most precious thing at the moment.
Eagle immediately turned and hurried to the front of the Rolls-Royce.
An Xiaomian just saw Eagle walk to the front of that car and didn't know what he said. Then, she saw the rear car door open, followed by that handsome figure stepping out from the car. With an overcast face, he walked towards her direction.
Getting closer, step by step.
An Xiaomian subconsciously felt a bit out of breath, her heart growing even more panicked.
Why had he gotten out of the car to come over?
Did he suspect that she was pretending and wanted to come over to test its authenticity?
At that thought, An Xiaomian became even more nervous, her palms sweating.
Shangguan Xiu walked to the front of the car, looked down, and saw the petite and pretty girl inside. Unmade-up, her delicate, plain little face showed a look of enduring pain. Though her gaze was somewhat evasive, the pained expression on her face and the movement of her hand covering her lower abdomen did not arouse Shangguan Xiu's suspicion.
"Stomach hurts?" His black eyes coldly fixed on her.
An Xiaomian averted her gaze from him and softly replied, "Yes... ah..."
Suddenly, he extended his hand, bent slightly, and just as suddenly, he scooped up the petite girl from the car with a smooth and adept motion, handsome and domineering.