"Basque?" Mrs. Camille shook her head and replied, "No, it's Navarra."

Hearing that it was not Basque, Xia Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Mrs. Camille continued: "But they are all speaking Basque."

"!" Xia Qingtian's heart was raised in his throat once again.

"Basque is a bit difficult." Mrs. Camille put down the glass and read a little poem in Basque.

Her pronunciation was always lazy, matched with her blurred eyes, and her full red lips opened and closed. Rao couldn't understand it, but she also felt that her voice was gentle and sweet, moving and pleasant.

Xia Qingtian looked at Mrs. Camille in a daze for a while.

She knew Mrs Camille was beautiful.

Earlier in various magazine reports and interview videos, Xia Qingtian had already made such a discovery.

But she didn't realize that Mrs. Camille's beauty was so agile and changeable until she was really face to face.

Like an elegant cat, standing lazily not far or near, the approachable people who occasionally show off are mysteriously alienated.

Even though she was also a woman, Xia Qingtian felt that she was being seduced by her.

Jean Ringore looked at Madame Camille with admiration. He had known the charm of Aunt Camille since he was a child.

She is beautiful and dangerous.

Any man who falls in love with her can only ask for trouble in the end.

She can make men feel like they are in heaven, and can fall into endless hell in an instant.

Those tenderness and beauty are the source of inspiration for Mrs. Camille. Once she can no longer find what she wants from a man, she will disappear into his world with the most decisive attitude.

As Mrs. Camille herself said, she is married to art and is only loyal to her art.

As for those men...

Just like the wine pairing in a French meal, it can appear when needed.

Cruel and beautiful.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going to prepare for my banquet." After reciting that little poem, Mrs. Camille got up and said, "Excuse me."

Seeing that Mrs. Camille was leaving, Xia Qingtian got up immediately and gave Jean Ringo a wink.

"Aunt Camille, I'm with you." Jean Ringore got Xia Qingtian's reminder, and immediately walked to Mrs. Camille's side, saluting an English gentleman rather comically, and put his arms in his arms. From Mrs. Camille's side.

Seeing Jean Ringor like this, Mrs. Camille was a little surprised, but she just smiled and put her slender fingertips on Jean Ringor's arm.

After the two left the table, Xia Qingtian didn't have any appetite anymore, she just politely asked the housekeeper to prepare a breakfast for Li Mengxiao so that she could take it back to her room.

At this moment, Li Mengxiao just fell asleep for a few hours, and the whole person is still dizzy.

The housekeeper not only prepared breakfast, but also asked the maid from the kitchen to accompany Xia Qingtian to deliver the food together.

Seeing the servant called by the housekeeper, Xia Qingtian's heart suddenly throbbed.

This was the dangerous maid last night who spoke Basque and hid a murder weapon behind her back.

The other party held the dinner plate, slightly lowered his head, and only occasionally glanced at Xia Qingtian, his eyes dangerous.

Xia Qingtian's nails sank into her palms and forced herself to calm down, pretending not to recognize the maid.

There wasn't enough light last night, and if I showed that I didn't know it, I might have more safety in it.

Xia Qingtian panicked in her heart, but her face remained calm.

She was very happy that she had faced such a situation many times earlier, which gave her a little bit of experience in this area.

Taking the maid to the door of his room, Xia Qingtian stretched out his hand to take the maid's plate, smiled and thanked in French: "Thank you for your help, must be very busy today?"

"I can just send it in." The maid held the dinner plate without any intention of letting go.

Last night, she missed the chance to deal with this country Z woman, but today, in this room, she will never miss another chance.

Last night, she was nervous and didn't sleep all night, for fear of the slightest error.

After thinking about it, silence is the safest.

"No need." How dare Xia Qingtian let her in? It's still in public now. There are many servants upstairs and downstairs busy with decoration and cleaning at this time: "My friend is still sleeping."

If you let this maid enter the door with you, it is a confined space, not only is he in danger, maybe even Li Mengxiao will be implicated by him.

"It's okay, I will be very light, you are a guest, this is what I should do." The maid continued to insist.

Xia Qingtian blocked the door with her body, reached out and pinched the edge of the dinner plate and held a stalemate with the maid: "My friend hasn't dressed yet, it's inconvenient!"

Hearing Xia Qingtian say this, the maid couldn't say anything else, but the look in Xia Qingtian's eyes also became weird.

If she remembered correctly, two female guests came to Camille Manor yesterday...

At this moment, Xia Qingtian also realized that the excuse he made was a little bit astringent and weird, but the words had already been said, and Xia Qingtian could only keep a smile on his face.

Just when the two were deadlocked, Jean Ringor's sudden appearance broke the deadlock.

"You're here. I just went around the restaurant and didn't find you." Jean Ringor walked over quickly and said, "Aunt Camille said your stylist is coming soon, so you should prepare as well."

As soon as Jean Ringor appeared, the maid immediately released her hand, lowered her head and hurriedly turned away.

"Okay, I get it." Xia Qingtian replied and looked at the maid, and found that there was a relatively obvious red mole behind the maid's ear, and the pocket of her jacket was bulging, as if there was something in it.

With a quick glance, the maid walked away quickly.

"I'll give my friend some breakfast first." Xia Qingtian said to Jean Ringore first, then turned around and entered the room.

At this moment, Li Mengxiao had woken up slowly, concealed from the sleepiness, and called out lazily in a hoarse voice: "Sunny?"

"Wake up?" Xia Qingtian put the breakfast plate on the cabinet beside the bed and said, "Eat something first, if you haven't slept enough to finish eating, then go to bed."

"Well." Li Mengxiao yawned and said, "What did you just say to someone at the door?"

She heard it, but didn't quite understand it.

"It's nothing." Xia Qingtian said with a slight movement of eyes: "It was the maid who reminded me that there will be a lot of guests today. If the reception is not good, please be patient. In addition, if there is nothing to do, try not to wander around. Now the whole manor is being arranged."

Turning around, Xia Qingtian looked at Li Mengxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, if you have nothing to do today, don't leave this room. It's not what I brought in with my own hands, so don't eat a single bite."

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