Lu Yan’s Angry, the Consequence’s Severe (4)

"Third Young Madam, please calm down. The young master really isn't in Moscow right now…" The butler was stuck in a difficult position.

"Don't fool me with lies meant for toddlers. Tell that psycho that if he doesn't come and see me, I'll blow this place to bits…" Lu Yan had no patience.

Although Psycho Qiao promised to watch over the situation in China, she didn't know where that damned man went.

He didn't tell her what was going on or if Ian was still there.

Were her sister and the twins hurt?

She felt like she would go insane from boredom if she stayed in Moscow for any longer.

She never liked this castle, the people here rarely smiled and treated each other coldly.

They were also incredibly sexist. Most men were alcoholics that drank at home all day, and their wives were the breadwinners. She thought they were scum. 

Fortunately, the Qiao Family was Chinese. Otherwise, Lu Yan would never have anything to do with Qiao Fei.