Chapter 149 What kind of lousy storybook is this?
Everything was very orderly, with everything neatly arranged, except for this box, which stood out conspicuously in the middle.
This is very unlike the boss's storage habits.
It looks like it was temporarily placed here, or perhaps... it was deliberately placed in a conspicuous position to lure a clueless, naive thief.
Xie Mianmian spread her thumb and forefinger, rubbing her chin. Hmm, so this is a trap?
Realizing this, she quickly looked down at her feet, afraid of stepping on the noose, and then hoisted herself off the roof.
She was familiar with this, because she had used it to hang some thieves.
Fortunately, the floor was clean and dust-free, with no traps.
She shone the luminous pearl onto the box, and there it was... the kind with a mechanism inside that could shoot arrows and spray poison mist!
Xie Mianmian chose not to touch it and began searching for the account book. She made rustling noises, almost turning the entire study upside down, but still found nothing, not even a hidden compartment.
Something's not right. She looked at the quiet box. Could it be inside?
Xie Mianmian hid under the desk, reached out a hand, and groped around until she unlocked the small lock on it.
Shockingly, the padlock on top wasn't even locked.
She adjusted her posture to make sure that the contents wouldn't hurt her hand when they were released.
Being a spy is definitely not easy!
At best, it could result in the loss of a hand or foot; at worst, it could mean losing both.
She silently counted three, two, one.
Apart from the creaking sound of the metal hinges, there was silence.
Hmm? Xie Mianmian peeked her head out from the table. The box was unharmed and looked very peaceful.
She jumped up and looked into the box, where there were several books.
Xie Mianmian took it out with a puzzled look. The cover had two big characters written on it: "ledger".
I got my hands on that thing so easily! Typical of me.
She subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint what it was.
How strange, it seems like I've been set up.
A fair hand opened the first page, which was indeed filled with the numbers recorded in the accounts.
Before Xie Mianmian could look any further, greetings came from outside the room.
Oh no, the boss is back.
Xie Mianmian could only hurriedly stuff the account books into her bosom, call out to Tail Tip, and after she was encircled, she hurriedly pushed Tail Tip to swing to the left.
Don't stay by this window anymore, or the boss will find out when he comes back.
The tip of her tail swam smoothly to the left, and after a series of rises and falls, Xie Mianmian swung to the window of a side room on the second floor.
The room was lit, so it was obviously occupied, but she still chose to jump in.
Because time is running out, and the boss has already returned, he will definitely send people to search once he discovers that the contents of the box are missing.
She needs to leave Yueya Garden immediately.
Upon landing, with a "thud," the three ledgers she was carrying slammed to the ground due to the large movement.
The fall not only startled Xie Mianmian, but also caused the man in the room to turn around.
The man was sitting with his back to her, and although he was the only one in the room, he still sat up straight.
He wore a dark brocade robe with subtle patterns, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his smooth black hair was tied up high. As soon as he heard the noise, he quickly turned his head to the side, and his ponytail swept cleanly through the air.
Xie Mianmian recognized him immediately when his handsome profile appeared.
He is the seventh prince.
"What are you doing here?" the Seventh Prince asked in a deep voice.
Xie Mianmian casually picked up the account book from the ground, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Seventh Prince."
She then walked to the table and sat down, serving herself a cup of tea, which she gulped down; she was thirsty after all that strenuous exercise.
Xie Mianmian was enjoying her drink with her head tilted back when she glanced at the Seventh Prince and met his deep gaze.
"You dare to barge into an unfamiliar room all by yourself? You think you're so capable?" The Seventh Prince was furious.
Don't you know that Moon Garden is dangerous at night?
Xie Mianmian cleared her throat, put down her teacup, and began to falsely accuse the other party.
"I haven't even said anything to you yet. You came to the building to look at the girls without inviting me. I'm not like you, a lecherous man. I'm here on important business."
"I would like to hear the details."
Xie Mianmian pulled out three books from her bosom and slammed them on the table triumphantly. "This is my task for this time: the ledgers of Yueya Garden."
The Seventh Prince frowned, his handsome brows furrowed, and with his well-defined knuckles, he picked up one of the books, casually flipped through it a few times, and then, after seeing something, he sneered.
He held the book between his two long, slender fingers, flipped his wrist, and showed the contents of the book to the arrogant woman.
"Tell me what it means to be—" The Seventh Prince parted his thin lips slightly, speaking in a cold voice that made Xie Mianmian feel ashamed.
"Ministry of Justice's Captive: The Drowning Heiress Runs Away with a Baby, Hmm?"
Xie Mianmian snatched the book away, yelling "Ahhhh!" and digging her toes into the ground. How could the Seventh Prince say that so openly?
However, how did he manage to produce that last one, um? It sounded... kind of nice.
Xie Mianmian awkwardly flipped through the book, only to find that the first few pages contained account book content, while the rest were actually storybooks.
The mission failed, and she bit her lip in frustration. She knew that if it was so easy, there must be a trap.
Xie Mianmian was sulking, while the Seventh Prince was still flipping through the remaining books.
He read in a completely flat voice: "The poor scholar who became the top scholar is spoiled rotten: The prime minister's daughter, don't run away, ha."
Xie Mianmian was startled and quickly snatched the remaining books from the Seventh Prince's hands.
She lowered her head, saying, "Stop reading, stop reading. I know I was wrong."
Although I don't know where I went wrong.
The Seventh Prince was tall and imposing. He looked down at Xie Mianmian and, even though he hadn't had a chance to look at the last book, he still said the title of the book.
"The Capital's Number One Playboy: The纨绔 (wan ku, meaning spoiled and dissolute) General's Pursuit of His Wife Leads to a Fierce Battle."
"Wow!" Xie Mianmian looked at him in surprise. "How did you know!"
He hesitated to tap her smooth forehead with his two bent fingers, instead slamming them on the marble tabletop. "Back then, when I gave you those primers, was it so you could write these?"
Xie Mianmian felt the table vibrate and turned her head away in dissatisfaction. Under the influence of the Xie family, she had witnessed all kinds of emotions.
Feeling a strong urge, I began to write down those poignant love stories, just like I would when I first encountered them in a children's book.
She even secretly published a book, which caused a sensation throughout the capital, making countless young ladies laugh and cry in their quilts.
Even her family members, when they found out, didn't blame her.
What does the Seventh Prince mean by saying this now?
Xie Mianmian felt a little wronged, "So what if I wrote it?"
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