Inside the manor, Qin Yansheng sat on a soft and comfortable sofa. Qin Yi stood in front of him with his head lowered, placing the gift box on the table with trembling hands.
For some reason, ever since he came in holding the gift box, the master's eyes became particularly sharp and cold, as if he wanted to stare through him.
"Master... Miss Song said she couldn't accept it because the gift was too valuable, so I took it back. What should I do now?"
Qin Yansheng picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and suppressed the strong desire in his heart to strangle him.
If Song Jin doesn't accept it, won't he just drop the gift and run away?
Although Qin Yi is calm and steady in his work, he is a bit too old-fashioned and dull.
"Master?"
Qin Yi raised his head and glanced at him cautiously.
Qin Yansheng slowly raised a smile on his face and nodded gently, "Well, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, this is what a subordinate should do!"
After receiving the praise, Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had done nothing wrong today.
Just as I was about to relax, the next moment, I heard the man sitting on the sofa say something in a casual tone -
"I'll give you three months off to follow up on a mining project in Africa."
Qin was stunned for a moment, not daring to say anything. He nodded obediently, turned around and went to pack his luggage.
Qin San saw him packing his luggage and casually asked him where he was going.
"My master asked me to follow up on the mining project in Africa."
Qin Yi answered honestly.
Qin San was slightly stunned, silently stuffed a few bottles of sunscreen into his suitcase, and finally patted him on the shoulder.
"Take care, wear more sunscreen, and I hope I'll still recognize you in three months."
Qin Yi: ...
I wasn't comforted.
…
After making more than a dozen calls and still no one answered, Cheng Zian was almost becoming autistic.
He doesn’t answer the phone and doesn’t reply to WeChat messages. Is his uncle busy?
That's right, it's still so early, his uncle might be at the company, how could he be at home...
After comforting himself, Cheng Zian straightened his clothes and prepared to get in the car to go to the company to find someone.
I had just opened the car door when I suddenly saw a car coming from a distance.
Looking closely, I saw that the driver was Song Sixing.
Cheng Zian stopped getting in the car and stood there watching until the car stopped not far in front of him.
The car door opened, and a blue dress filled with stars first came into view, followed by a pair of slender white legs...
Seeing the familiar face, Cheng Zian stared at her closely and walked forward.
"Song Jin! Why are you here?"
After Song Jin got out of the car, she lowered her skirt, which was slightly lifted up. Hearing an irritable voice beside her, she turned her head slightly to look over.
Seeing Cheng Zian, she blinked innocently and smiled gently.
"I live here. Is there anything wrong with appearing here?"
"You live with my uncle..."
Cheng Zian's emotions were out of control, his eyes widened in shock, with an expression of disbelief.
"yes."
She smiled, and when she saw Song Sixing get out of the car, she went to the trunk and picked up a bunch of gifts, then smiled at him and said, "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."
Song Sixing felt a little helpless after hearing her polite and distant words.
"I'm your brother. This is what I should do. Saying thank you is too polite."
Song Jin didn't say anything and turned to walk towards the gate of the manor.
Cheng Zian looked at him with a mocking smile on his face.
He couldn't even get in, so she would probably be thrown out crying soon!
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