Chapter 897 - The Palace-Style Mansion
They arrived in Si Yiyan’s mansion in Moscow at eight in the evening.
The journey was smooth with no obstructions or heavy traffic.
They arrived at their destination safely and there were no accidents along the way at all.
Wen Xinya had long begun to get exhausted as her excitement depleted. She spent most of the seven-hour flight getting intimate with Si Yiyan, after which she dozed off in Si Yiyan’s arms during the two-hour journey back to the mansion.
The dim, yellow light of the street lamps in the city was cast on her face while she slept soundly, making her look alluring and breathtakingly beautiful.
“Ninth Young Master…”
“Hush!” Si Yiyan shot her a glance and placed a finger on his lips, hinting for her to stay quiet.
The driver stole a glance at Si Yiyan to see that Wen Xinya was laying in his arms, sound asleep. He hurriedly looked away without hesitation.
Si Yiyan pulled Wen Xinya’s chair for her like a true gentleman.
They both got onto their seats.
One of the butlers clapped his hands gently, after which some chefs exited, clad in white chef’s uniforms and tall chef hats. They entered the dining hall with finesse, carrying some Russian delicacies in hand.
One of the servants stepped forward to try every dish before saying politely, “Young Master, Miss, please enjoy the meal!”
To Wen Xinya’s knowledge, food-tasting by servants only took place in ancient royal palaces. To her surprise, such a system existed in Si Yiyan’s mansion as well. She began to feel a little upset as she wondered to herself if Si Yiyan had been living a dangerous life in Russia.