Heyday Love: A Heaven-sent Husband

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Ryan glanced at her indifferently, instead of answering her words, but turned and walked to the car parked aside, "Well, I see, Miss Anola, you have no interest in this place, let's go One place. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com "

After getting along for a short time, Anora can feel that Ryan is a very loyal person to Roger. She didn't expect to find out more information, so she couldn't be disappointed. She obediently followed Ryan to The car went.

The car walked along the artificial river for about ten minutes, and a vegetable garden came into view of Anola. I did not expect Roger not only to be interested in planting flowers and trees in the manor, but also to grow vegetables and fruits.

"Ms. Anola, this is the vegetable garden I mentioned to you before, this is His Royal Highness's plan." Ryan really just mentioned His Royal Highness, and his words would increase involuntarily. "His Highness loves this vegetable garden. The vegetables here will be placed on His Highness's table every day, and I will arrange them myself. "

"Lettuce? Is that lettuce?" Anola looked at the lettuce fields, which accounted for almost half of the vegetable garden.

Lettuce is something that shouldn't have come to this world. Why did Roger plant so much on purpose?

"You read it right, it's lettuce." Ryan gave a rare smile, and his eyes became a little warmer. "His Highness specifically instructed me to take care of myself, and you really like it."

"Do you want to go and see?" Ryan was ready to stop. He seemed to think she must like it, so she had to go and see.

"No trouble!" Anola was completely speechless. "It's getting late, let's go somewhere else. I'll come back when I have time."

How on earth did he see that she liked lettuce? What does she look like like lettuce?

Lettuce she hates most in this world, and none of them!

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the previous pink tulips were also specifically ordered by my Highness. I stared at them every day to water them." The pride in Ryan's tone became more and more obvious, and it seemed to be Roger's clever trick. His heart was revered.

"The bunch of tulips at the gate of the castle was also arranged by your Highness?" Anola's mouth twitched a little uncontrollably.

"That's the housekeeper's business."

"Aren't you just the housekeeper?" Anola clearly remembered Roger introducing him as the housekeeper in the manor, feeling dizzy.

"It can be said, but I am different from the housekeepers you said. To be precise, I am one of His Royal Highness's personal assistants ... I am only responsible for His Highness's diet and living. His Highness does not like many people, so the servants only Appears when needed, and usually only stands by His Royal Highness. "

He deliberately bit the word "private" as if he was proclaiming his unique identity.

Anola looked up at his wooden face and wondered if he had heard too much, but he did emphasize His Highness.

"I'm sorry to have Mr. Laurian take me around. I'm sorry to have caused you a lot of trouble."

"As long as it is His Royal Highness' order, it is all my business." Ryan's inexplicable accent reappeared. "His Royal Highness is on you, and it is naturally my business to take care of you."

That's what he said! Is he forcibly treating Rogera?

She couldn't tell what kind of mood she was now. There was a sudden feeling that her enemies and their enemies were a group of two fools.

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Their direction has been reducing their IQ.

"A daring question, why does Your Highness think I like pink tulips?"

"Don't you like it?"

Ryan glanced at her indifferently, but Anola accurately captured his dissatisfaction. Is it her fault that her preferences are different from what His Highness imagined?

A nameless rage flew from her heart. She clenched her fists, suppressing her thought of trying to split his skull with her bare hands, and said with a smile, "How come, I'm just curious."

"Perhaps His Highness looks from the book. He really cares about you." Ryan looked calm, but his tone was sincere, not like lying.

From the bottom of her heart, Anola felt that Ryan's explanation was not as good as not explaining it, and it would only make her more and more confused every time.

What book is Ryan talking about?

She was pretty sure she hadn't lost any memory. She didn't have any contact with Roger. Why did Roger know some of her past preferences and mistakenly thought that she liked something that she obviously hated?

Obviously, Ryan did not have these troubles, and still drove her with her due diligence to take her around, and almost every sentence could not be separated from "His Highness ordered me to prepare for you".

Anola was too lazy to argue with him whether he liked those things or not, simply nodded with a smile, and silently recorded the structure of the manor in his heart.

Along the way, Anola was devastated by the praises of her Highness. She hadn't closed her eyes one day and one night, and now she can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted.

By the time they returned to the castle, the room was already lit.

Roger hasn't returned yet, but some desserts are ready in the kitchen. According to Ryan, it was Roger who was worried that she would be hungry after visiting the manor, and prepared for it.

Anola didn't wait for Roger to have dinner. When she thought about eating on the face that made her hate, she was sickened, so she excused herself, and left the restaurant after eating two things.

Ryan was very embarrassed. After all, Roger instructed to take care of Anola, but he had to watch Roger's diet making process himself.

If Anola can wait at the restaurant, he can save some effort, but Anola's face looks tired. If she is forcibly left in the restaurant to wait for Roger to come back for dinner, I'm afraid that Her Royal Highness will see Anola At a glance, his death was over.

Anola penetrated his mind, forbearing tiredness, and smiling at him and said, "It doesn't matter, I remember where my room is. You can rest assured that you are busy. I just sleep a bit. "

These words were as beautiful as Xianle. Ryan finally showed her the most sincere smile in a day, "That really helped me a lot, I wish you good dreams."

Anola went upstairs alone, confirming that Ryan was meticulously staring at everything in the kitchen and had no time to take care of herself, she was relieved and wanted to take the opportunity to find Roger's bedroom, maybe there would be something helpful to her.

After all, the wolves came into the wolf's den. It's not easy to come here for nothing.

After going up the stairs, she first looked at the camera in the corridor, and found that there was no camera on this floor, or that it was hidden in the dark. No matter what, when she was found, she said that she had forgotten which one.

So she pushed open the first room on the second floor, and soon she quit.

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Here, the furnishings in the room are too simple and should be just a normal guest room.

Next, she pushed open one room at a time, and when she reached the fourth room, she found that the room was locked. She pushed it a few times, pretending to scratch her head, and slid the bag from her head. Take out a hairpin, insert it in the lock hole and test it a few times, and the door opens.

It is a study room, with bookcases on all sides, neatly displaying various books. There was a desk in front of the bookcase facing the door, and the desk was neat. There was nothing but a lamp and a pen holder.

She looked around, and without any useful things, quickly exited to lock the door, so as not to be found.

There are only two rooms left in the whole floor. She hasn't watched yet.

She pushed the fifth door tentatively, and it was locked, it was the study, and this one should be Roger's bedroom, which was right next to her bedroom. She squeezed the hairpin in her hand, repeated her tricks, and opened the door as easily as before.

If she hadn't seen Ron hanging on the hanger to change the dress worn at the prom, she would have thought that this was also a guest room, even the furnishings of the room would be the same.

Compared with the exaggerated style of painting in the manor, his bedroom seems too simple.

A set of sofas and coffee tables are placed next to the window, a set of large wardrobes, a large bed, a low cabinet on each side of the bed, a table lamp on one side, and an aroma stove on the other, what will happen No more.

Annuola carefully searched each cabinet and knocked on the inner wall of the cabinet to confirm whether there was a mezzanine inside. However, like the study, there was nothing to gain.

The two locked the door for nothing, she thought that there would be something valuable to her, and she entered the two rooms without any success, and she was disappointed.

She carefully put everything back in place, re-locked the door, and stood in the stairway and lost in thought: Could it be that Roger locked everything important on the third floor? Why else would people be prevented from approaching?

She was just about to go to the third floor to check it out. Footsteps suddenly came from the stairs on the second floor. She quickly grasped the door handle of her bedroom, facing the door, facing away from the stairs, pretending to be Just look out of it.

"Miss Anola? Haven't you slept yet?" Ryan couldn't help seeing her standing a little different. After all, looking at her face, he thought she would fall asleep on the bed.

"Maybe I just drank too much tea, a little ..." Anola smiled slightly, looking inconvenient, and the blush on her cheeks showed her daughter's distress.

Ryan immediately understood what she meant.

"Sorry, the second floor is only the room you are living in today. There is no separate bathroom. If you don't mind, you can go to the first floor or the first room, just an empty room, you can use it at will."

"Thank you." Annola thanked shyly, her face turning redder. "Do you have anything else? If not ..."

"I'm sorry, I just came to tell you that Your Highness has just called and asked you to take a good rest. He will be back later. Miss Anora, please help yourself. I will wait for Your Highness." Ryan turned and finished. Go downstairs.

In order to avoid his doubts, Anola entered the first guest room and refreshed briefly before returning to the room.

To this room, she wanted to see, but did not dare to see.

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