The reason why Situ Ling held this social dance party tonight in such a grand manner was to target Zhiyun.
Otherwise, Teng Qianqian wouldn’t have been invited here!!
But in the end, things took a turn, Teng Qianqian defected to the enemy, and Situ Ling was furious.
After the dance, Zhiyun and Han Qingrang got into a car driven by Wei Lai, who first sent Han Qingrang back to Teng Mansion and then sent Zhiyun back to the Zhi family.
The car window rolled down, Han Qingrang stood outside the car, and Zhiyun inside the car raised the corner of her lips slightly: "Go back and go to bed early."
After saying the last sentence, she wanted to roll up the car window.
Han Qingrang stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the windowsill. He leaned over and lowered his head, "Zhizhi, you should go to bed early too, okay?"
"Um."
"Remember to think of me."
"Yes, please go in, I have to go."
He stood up and took his hand away.
The car window rolled up, separating the two people.
The car sped away, and its shadow disappeared.
Tonight's storm has passed, and tomorrow is a new day.
The door of Teng Mansion slowly opened, and Han Qingrang stepped in. Zuo Cheng was already waiting at the door, waiting for Han Qingrang to come back.
Seeing the anger on Han Qingrang's face, Zuo Cheng secretly wondered, could it be that he was just being sexually unsatisfied again? ? ?
Sir, you have become increasingly dissatisfied lately...
This thought only lasted for a moment. Zuo Cheng respectfully welcomed Han Qingrang back and followed him in closely.
In the study.
The flannel curtains slowly closed. Under the stacked bookshelves, a man sat on a high-back chair with his hands on both sides of the armrests. The light was dim, and his eyes were as dark as the night, but even colder than the night.
The male servant came over, carefully changed the master's shoes, and then walked out with his body bent.
"Sir," Zuo Cheng beside him reminded, "Teng Yuande is online and wants to have a video call with you."
Zuo Cheng's words fell.
Han Qingrang closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything.
After reporting once, Zuo Cheng stood quietly aside and said nothing.
Tonight, the gentleman turned down an important meeting just to attend a dance with Miss Zhiyun. After returning, he looked unhappy. It was probably because something happened at the dance! Or maybe on the way back, the gentleman did something to make Miss Zhiyun unhappy.
After a while, Zuo Cheng received another message.
Then he stepped forward and reported, "Sir, Miss Seven requests to see you."
Zuo Cheng was only responsible for reporting, and he was not allowed to ask whether the teacher agreed or not. Asking would only cause trouble.
Han Qingrang slowly opened his eyes, his thick eyelashes fluttering slightly, and he half-closed his eyes, "Let her in."
"Yes." Zuo Cheng went to pass on the message.
Teng Qianqian walked in very slowly at first, but then she realized that if she kept wasting time, she would wear out the big devil's patience and be doomed. If the big devil allowed her in, it meant there was still room for him to beg for mercy. If he didn't let her in, then there was no room for him to beg for mercy.
A huge study.
Teng Qianqian walked in with small steps, and the moment the door closed behind her, she felt a cold wind blowing across her back.
This study is painted red everywhere. I wonder how many people have died here...
"Home, Master."
Kneel respectfully at the bottom of the stairs.
Teng Qianqian knelt down as many times today as she had knelt down in a year.
Han Qingrang remained silent, leaving Teng Qianqian feeling uneasy. After waiting for a long time for Han Qingrang to speak, Teng Qianqian mustered up the courage to speak again: "Master, I have realized my grave mistake in what happened tonight. I am willing to bear the punishment, but I beg you not to implicate my father and brother."
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