Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 86
Afterwards, the house was indeed quiet.

Qin Anhao turned off the light and went to sleep, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door, thinking it was Song Yizheng, but what he heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

As Qin Anhao expected, someone came in to clean the bathroom and asked Qin Anhao if it was convenient for them to come in.

Afterwards, the house was indeed quiet.

Qin Anhao turned off the light and went to sleep, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door, thinking it was Song Yizheng, but what he heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

As Qin Anhao expected, someone came in to clean the bathroom and asked Qin Anhao if it was convenient for them to come in.

Qin Anhao was very convenient now, so he let them in.

A group of three people took towels and went straight to the bathroom with their heads down to clean up.

In just a few minutes, the three of them cleaned the bathroom. Before leaving, the middle-aged woman in the lead saw Qin Anhao laying on the bed and was awake, so she slowed down and looked more.

Qin Anhao felt that someone was looking at her, raised her head and glanced at the three of them, and suddenly asked, "So... where is your husband?" She wanted to use the previous address, but realized something was wrong in an instant, and immediately changed her words .

When Qin An asked questions, the three of them stopped, and the middle-aged woman who led them answered: "Mr. is in the study." A simple and direct answer without chewing on a single word.

Said it was in the study, Qin Anhao said 'Oh', and then replied: "It's all right."

After the words fell, Qin Anhao leaned back, feeling a little complicated.

Those three people retreated respectfully.

Turn off the lights.

Qin An took a deep breath. Although his mind was a little messy, sleeping well was the top priority.

trip flat.

Qin Anhao turned sideways, closed his eyes, and wanted to have a good sleep.

But she closed her eyes for a long time, but she didn't feel sleepy. On the contrary, her thoughts became clearer and clearer. Because she was too awake, Qin Anhao, who had been lying on the bed for a long time and wanted to sleep, suddenly turned over.

Sitting on the bed, looked around, hesitated, then turned and got out of bed.

I didn't even want to turn on the light. I felt like a thief. I walked out of the room lightly. When I stretched out my hand to open the door, I suddenly heard a very low murmur.

"Madam is not as pretty as the housekeeper said."

"It's okay, you speak in a gentle voice, do you remember Miss Mu who came here with your husband's mother last time?"

"Remember, before entering Song's house, I regarded myself as the hostess."

"Mister didn't marry that kind of woman, so we can do things better."

"That's true, but I think you are prettier than this lady when you dress up. Last time, sir, you seem to have seen more..."

The sound faded away.

Qin Anhao was not in a hurry to go out, but thinking about what he had heard before, he frowned and touched his face, feeling a little strange in his heart.

But after a while, he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Shaking her shoulders, she realized with a chill that not only was she hiding in the dark and listening to others gossiping for a long time, but she was also thinking about it in her heart!
waste time!

Finally, Qin Anhao opened the door and stepped out of the room.

Song Yizheng was in the study, so she went over to take a look.

But when he got out of the room, he saw all the dark brown doors at first glance, and he didn't know where Song Yizheng was.

Belatedly, he was about to give up looking for Song Yizheng.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in business attire passed by with fruit and tea.

Except for her and Song Yizheng, everyone else in the villa can be regarded as staff.

Not in a hurry to go back to the room, Qin Anhao stared at the middle-aged woman and asked, "For sir?"

When the middle-aged woman heard Qin An's kind words, she immediately stopped, bowed respectfully, and replied, "Yes."

At this moment, Qin Anhao stretched out his hand to take the thing from the middle-aged woman's hand directly into his hand, and said, "Where is the master, I'll take it there." After saying that, Qin Anhao looked forward.

"In the study, past the third."

Seeing Qin Anhao pick up the things, the middle-aged woman glanced at Qin Anhao's expression, and half lowered her head to reply.

Qin An made a note of it, took his things and walked over, leaving a sentence for the middle-aged woman: "Go and rest."

The middle-aged woman turned and left after hearing this.

Qin Anhao took a step forward, and when he reached the third room, he deliberately let his breath go before reaching out to knock on the door.

Knock...knock...knock...

"Come in."

Qin Anhao knocked three times, and then heard a low and deep voice coming from the room. Although the voice was not loud, it was very clear in the quiet villa.

After getting permission, Qin An took a sigh of relief, opened the door and went in.

As soon as he entered the study, Qin Anhao noticed that Song Yizheng was reading a book, a thick book, like a famous book, and it was in a foreign language.

No further thought.

Qin Anhao walked over lightly, staring at the man's handsome face; stopped, and suddenly smiled silly from the corner of his mouth.

The corner of Qin Anhao's mouth just lifted into a smile,
Song Yizheng raised his head suddenly, and stared closely at Qin Anhao with sharp black eyes like ink.

Seeing this from Song Yizheng, Qin Anhao was a little flustered, his smile froze immediately, and he stood still in embarrassment.

After Qin Anhao's smile stopped abruptly, Song Yizheng slowly withdrew his gaze from looking at her, and while continuing to read, he said calmly, "Why are you?"

No wonder it felt a little ink smudged, it turned out to be Qin Anhao.

Song Yizheng didn't seem to have any mood swings, but Qin Anhao felt a little embarrassed, first put down his things, and then asked rhetorically, "Can't it be me?"

Listening to Song Yizheng's tone, it seems that he dislikes her coming.

"I thought you were asleep."

After Qin Anhao's words fell behind, Song Yizheng raised his eyes to look at her again, and after retracting his gaze, he replied in a low voice.

I can't hear the emotion, but I can feel a different attitude from before.

Because of Song Yizheng's words, Qin Anhao paused for a moment, turned his head and replied, "Then I'm going to sleep." After saying that, he started to go back.

"Hello, Qin An."

However, Song Yizheng called her, with a low and mellow voice, full of magnetic temptation.

Qin Anhao, who heard the words, immediately responded and turned around, looking at Song Yizheng.

She was waiting for Song Yizheng's next words, with a hint of joy in her heart.

"You don't look like this...it doesn't look good." With a direct sentence, the dark and deep eyes, the serious frown, looked at Qin Anhao's whole person.

Wearing pajamas and messy hair, the image is not good.

However, the appearance is quite playful and cute.

Song Yizheng withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and continued to read.

Qin Anhao was stunned by Song Yizheng's words, and suddenly the three words Song Yizheng said were "not good-looking" repeatedly echoed in his mind.

Subconsciously touched his face.

I asked myself in my heart, is it true that her appearance is too low.

For a moment, Qin Anhao became unhappy, and suddenly wanted to look in the mirror, but she was in a hurry to look for the mirror before she came.

There was another knock on the door of the study.

It was the foreign housekeeper from the villa who came, holding a plate in his hand, with a piece of white cloth inside, and a mobile phone that was still buzzing on the white cloth.

Before the housekeeper could speak, Qin An recognized that the phone belonged to her, and asked with a frown, "Is someone calling me?"

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