Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 4 Let's run away now!

Wei Xifeng was surprised; he understood what those words meant.

The teacher who appeared before him twenty years ago came from the future.

So the teacher didn't really die; she returned to her world.

So, twenty years later, they met again.

Wei Xifeng was overjoyed, but then a question suddenly occurred to him.

That means, based on actual age, he is six years older than the teacher!

Wei Xifeng's eyelashes trembled, and now not only did his ears turn red, but his handsome face also flushed crimson.

Jiang Liwu knew what he was thinking and laughed out loud at his cuteness.

Uncle Wang was shocked. The patriarch's phone undoubtedly contained all sorts of confidential documents; how could he just casually show them to anyone?

Aren't you afraid that if Jiang Liwu leaks this information, it will cause incalculable losses to the hostile forces?

What a trust.

The two interacted as if they had known each other for many years, clearly indicating a close relationship.

Uncle Wang found it strange, because he had been by the master's side for more than ten or twenty years but had never seen Jiang Liwu.

When Uncle Wang looked at Jiang Liwu again, he could already sense the strong sense of mystery surrounding her.

Jiang Liwu dialed her parents' numbers repeatedly on the screen, but none of the calls went through.

However, it's not surprising, because my parents are biologists who often venture into unknown areas without signal to explore and study plants and animals, silently contributing to the development of humankind by improving encyclopedias and illustrated books.

But because of her expectations, Jiang Liwu was still a little disappointed.

She had no choice but to leave a private message.

"What's wrong?" Wei Xifeng asked hurriedly, noticing the gloom in her expression.

"I want to go home and visit."

"Go...go home?" Wei Xifeng was stunned, a storm raging in his mind. Yes, the teacher belonged here and naturally had a home. "Now? Will you come back after you go home?" Wei Xifeng was flustered and at a loss; he wanted the teacher to live with him.

Wei Xifeng's eyes were filled with anxiety. He glanced at Uncle Wang, who immediately understood the hint and said, "Miss Jiang, the head of the family's condition is very unstable and could flare up at any time. The head of the family has developed an antibody to sedatives, so we can't hypnotize him. We've tried all kinds of physical therapy, but they're useless. We've gone through batch after batch of therapists. Now, only you can calm the head of the family down completely."

Recalling the scene of Wei Xifeng's bloodshot eyes and loss of reason when he fell ill, Jiang Liwu looked worried. "I am really worried about Xiaofeng's current condition. I will stay here for a while longer."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xifeng felt relieved.

But it was impossible to let Jiang Liwu go back alone. Wei Xifeng followed closely behind, afraid of being left behind. The two set off in a car, followed by a convoy of bodyguards.

Shortly after they left, Qiao Yiran's room door was pushed open.

Qiao Yiran was sitting by the French windows with her back to the door, drawing. When she heard the noise behind her, her back stiffened. The only person who could so brazenly enter her room without saying hello was Wei Xifeng.

It must be because she left the restaurant early.

Sure enough, although Wei Xifeng didn't say anything at the time, he wouldn't let her off the hook afterward.

He would definitely punish her, forcing her to eat all that breakfast, and even if she vomited, he would just look down at her disheveled appearance and command her to continue in a sinister and arrogant manner.

Qiao Yiran's hand holding the paintbrush trembled, even though she was indeed hungry because she hadn't eaten much...

"I already said I'm full," Qiao Yiran stubbornly resisted. The person didn't leave but instead approached her step by step.

Overwhelmed by the oppressive feeling of her approaching presence, Qiao Yiran stood up angrily, her paintbrush leaving a glaring stain on the blanket. With red eyes, she protested, "I'm really full, can you please stop pressuring me like this!"

"It's me, Miss." Xue Ling gestured for Qiao Yiran to speak softly as she entered.

Qiao Yiran looked at him in surprise, her face full of astonishment. "Xue Ling? What are you doing here? Do you need me for something?"

Xue Ling used to be a bodyguard for the Qiao family, and now he is a bodyguard for the Wei family.

Although both of them lived in the Wei family's villa area in the woods, they rarely ran into each other on ordinary days.

"I'm afraid only you would call me Miss." Qiao Yiran lowered her eyes sadly. Her family had long gone bankrupt. How she wished none of this had happened, that she could still be that happy and carefree young lady, the little princess doted on by everyone.

"Young Miss, come with me." Xue Ling extended her hand, her eyes bright and resolute.

"What?" Qiao Yiran was extremely surprised.

"Wei Xifeng has gone out. He must have transferred most of his trusted men because of an urgent matter. He definitely won't be back anytime soon. Let's escape now."

"Hasn't that beast Wei Xifeng been forcing you all along? As long as we escape to a place where he can't find us, we'll be safe."

Qiao Yiran was so shocked that she was speechless.

At this moment, Xue Ling saw the contents of the painting: a wounded bird struggles to break free from the restraints of a black thorn rose and flies to the free sky.

This strengthened his resolve to take Qiao Yiran away. "Miss, I know you've suffered, and I know you've always wanted to escape that demon."

suffer?

Actually, that's not the case. Her life here is filled with servants and is far more luxurious than when she was still the eldest daughter of the Qiao family.

Take the paint she just used, for example. It was made from precious gemstones and minerals, and just one gram of it was worth a month's salary for an average person.

She truly suffered when the Qiao family went bankrupt. Her father committed economic crimes, her mother became seriously ill, and her family became pariahs. Expensive medical bills and huge debts weighed her down, leaving her suffocating and subservient.

If Wei Xifeng hadn't taken her away, she would either have been torn to pieces by migrant workers demanding their unpaid wages or become a plaything in their social circle.

However, she also couldn't stand Wei Xifeng forcing her to do things she didn't want to do regardless of her wishes, and Wei Xifeng's morbid desire to control her.

There's also Wei Xifeng's monstrous, insane illness.

"Miss, I've actually liked you for many years. I came here for you." Xue Ling took out a rose and confessed his feelings.

The Wei family is not easy to get into; Xue Ling suffered a lot before becoming an ordinary bodyguard.

But looking at the slender and beautiful Qiao Yiran who needed protection, Xue Ling felt that everything was worthwhile. "In my heart, you have always been the proudest and most dazzling red rose. Trust me and come with me. I will definitely make you happy."

Qiao Yiran was a little flustered by the sudden confession, but when she looked at Xue Ling's handsome face and met his serious eyes, she couldn't help but blush.

But did she really want to leave with Xue Ling? Qiao Yiran hesitated greatly, "I..."

She noticed that the roses Xue Ling used to confess his love to her were picked from the Wei family garden, which made her feel slightly uncomfortable. Xue Ling hadn't even spent his own money to buy a bouquet of flowers.