Santa Fe Court.

"Why is it so slow?" Ye Hanyu, who was staring out the window stupidly, began to show an impatient expression on his face, and his posture changed again and again, as if there was a thorn on the sofa, how uncomfortable it was to sit.

However, since he sent that text message, it has not been more than half a minute now!

Can't stand it?

The young master of the night thought that Huang Xinying would ride a somersault cloud similar to Sun Wukong's colorful auspicious clouds to meet him...

It turned out that he was thinking too much.

Half a minute is enough for Huang Xinying to get in the car and start the car.

Ye Hanyu's patience is how to live.

But the night boss with only half a minute of patience really thinks everyone is Cao Cao. Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive! Definitely fast enough!

"What's wrong with the young master?" Aunt Tong, who was cleaning up the sundries on the side, saw that her young master looked complaining, muttering a few words from her mouth from time to time, and staring at the direction of the door.

Hearing this, Ye Hanyu turned his head slowly, and his empty and godless eyes almost scared Aunt Tong half to death, my mother, what is the matter with his decadent appearance of Jingyuan being absorbed?

"Young, young master?" Aunt Tong was so frightened that she froze in place, the things in her hand fell to the ground, and the corners of her mouth twitched and stared at him, and even her voice was stained with a hint of trembling.

Ye Hanyu snorted, threw his head back again, and continued to maintain a melancholy expression of 'looking forward to wearing'.

Aunt Tong was speechless, what kind of trouble is he doing?

Follow his gaze and look in the direction of the gate... Isn't today's door particularly beautiful?

Aunt Tong was puzzled, and looked at it twice, there was no difference!

As for staring at it all the time?

Outside the door, with a belly full of anger, she drove for more than 20 minutes, and finally came to Huang Xinying, who came to Santa Fe Yayuan, was about to get out of the car, and quickly went to Ye Hanyu to vent.

When I saw the scene in front of me... But completely dumbfounded!

How did the former dream-like, pleasant scenery, beautiful scenery, and highly-regarded Santa Fe Garden with luxury and low-key connotation become what it is today? A wilderness haunted house shrouded in an eerie dark atmosphere, called a "ghost castle"?

The huge St. Fe Garden exudes a sad and miserable atmosphere, like a castle kingdom that has been abandoned for a long time, and I can't tell what it feels like.

However, this gap is too big, right?

How much stimulation did Ye Hanyu suffer to live his life like this?

Huang Xinying was stunned by the gloomy scene in front of her, which resembled a ghost villa, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

On the outer wall, wild creepers, densely packed. The crazy vines are wrapped around the wall more than two meters high, and from a distance, it looks like a three-dimensional green field.

But there was a dark and eerie aura silently, Huang Xinying thought that if she came here at night, she would definitely be scared half to death.

St. Fe Garden is located in a remote place, although it is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has a vast land, but there is only this villa in this place, because this is the exclusive territory of Ye Hanyu.

Huang Xinying frowned, this house... Isn't it scary, it's not haunted, right?

Although she thought so, Huang Xinying still couldn't control her feet, and walked forward, as if she was attracted by an invisible magic force, and she couldn't help herself.

After all, this is where she used to live with Ye Hanyu.

Inexplicably a little nostalgic.