Nightfall came late in the United Kingdom.
In the evening, the man returned from a meeting outside.
The executive Bentley Mulsanne drove into the villa, followed by a few black Mercedes Benz G Classes.
As he braked to a stop, Xu Jingxi was on a call, his long finger lifting slightly to shift gears lazily, sitting in the car and tilting his head to look out the window at her playing with drones and Schreyer's sheep on the lawn.
He had no idea what project she was up to.
The young girl, clad in a thick baby blue sweater covering her pregnant body, her slightly bulging belly, and her innocent, beguilingly pretty face, looked so beautiful that many would gladly be confused by her once and play the fool among princes.
She was bending her head low to watch the Chief Bodyguard instruct her on the controller.
She had acquired the marriage certificate.
He had agreed to bring her to the United Kingdom to nurture her pregnancy, to breathe different air, unrelated to settling down.
