Masked Princess: The stunning school grass is very black

Chapter 211 [Wings of Tears: The Secret of the Study]

Tong Yaze looked at Qi Haotian's arms around Nuan Nuan's shoulders, giving her strength, but he didn't know that he wanted to keep his arms around her shoulders a long time ago.

But why!In her heart, the person she most hopes to comfort her and help her may be someone else!
The dark sunglasses covered his eyes, only the corners of his beautiful mouth were weakly pulled.
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Under Qi Haotian's persuasion, Nuan Nuan never said a word, she was silent like a lonely soul, a soul wandering alone beside the Naihe Bridge.

She just followed everyone silently and returned to Qi's villa.

As soon as she got home, she went upstairs and came to the study where Qi Boyang usually likes to spend the most time.

This study room is huge, with a high ceiling, like a castle, and the entire four walls are full of books.

Like a small library, in the center of the room is a large dark red solid wood desk, behind which is a large black chair.

At the entrance, there is a luxurious but simple set of sofa chairs.

The whole study room is filled with a thick book atmosphere.

Nuan Nuan seldom comes here, because she knows that everyone needs to have a separate space of their own. She knows that Dad is very tired every day at the company. Maybe this quiet study is probably where Dad settles his mood. !

She looked up at the books in the room, and couldn't help but wonder, has Dad really read all the books here?
It turned out that she didn't know her father very well, and she didn't try to understand him deliberately at all!

And Dad knows everything about her likes and dislikes, so does she!
As a daughter, what does she know.

She slowly walked into the gorgeous European-style desk that Qi Boyang usually sat on. The dark red was carved with beautiful patterns.

The desktop is very clean, there is only one computer and neatly organized files and files.

She sat down on the black chair, looked at the large study room, and felt a sense of enlightenment in her heart.

She stroked the table with her hands carefully, imagining that her father was still sitting here working.

Her fingers touched the exquisite lock on the drawer, and with a thought, she took out a small key from a small box on the table.

(End of this chapter)