Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

After the interview, Qin Hanfeng drove Cen Ziyan back to the villa.

Along the way, Cen Ziyan was immersed in the huge shock just now, while Qin Hanfeng who was driving didn't say a word. He didn't know what was thinking in his heart, and the two of them just remained silent.

"Go and make some tea, and then bring it to the study." Qin Hanfeng said just after entering the house.

Cen Ziyan just came back to his senses and stood there without moving. Qin Hanfeng frowned a little displeased, "Even if you are sick, you should do your job as a servant. Don't think that Cheng Xian will help you talk, you will You can mess around and remember your identity clearly."

"Understood, I'll go right away." Cen Ziyan didn't argue, but complied obediently.

Qin Hanfeng looked at her with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and couldn't say anything harsh for a moment, but turned around and went upstairs with a cold snort.

The last time Qin Hanfeng was upset because of making tea, so this time she asked Lu Mei about Qin Hanfeng's tea drinking habits before starting to make tea.

Cen Ziyan knocked on the door of the study with freshly brewed tea, placed the teacup firmly on his right hand, and whispered, "Boss Qin, your tea."

With Lu Mei's guidance, this cup of tea was brewed just right, Qin Hanfeng took a sip, and couldn't find anything wrong for a while.

"Is there nothing to do? Just standing on the side, the study hasn't been cleaned for so long, it's all gray and invisible?" Qin Hanfeng wiped a bookcase casually, and put his hand in front of Cen Ziyan.

"Yes, I'll clean it right away." Cen Ziyan held back his temper and did not speak out to argue.

Since she had agreed to work in the villa, it was inevitable that she would be made things difficult by Qin Hanfeng. She was mentally prepared for this from the beginning, and she could still handle things like making tea and cleaning.

So Cen Ziyan resigned to his fate and brought a rag, leaned over and wiped it layer by layer from the bottom shelf.

Qin Hanfeng was sitting behind the desk, looking down at the documents in his hands, but his mind was wandering elsewhere. He raised his head, and his eyes fell on Cen Ziyan who was cleaning the bookshelf, feeling a little upset.

In fact, the study room is cleaned regularly, so there is no need for her to do so much. It's just that he simply wants to keep Cen Ziyan in his sight, so he deliberately asked her to clean the study room.

He couldn't believe that Cen Ziyan didn't hear a word of what he said in the interview just now. The reason why he deliberately said that during the interview was to take the opportunity to see how she would react.

But seeing her unmoved at all, Qin Hanfeng was more or less agitated.

He originally wanted to test her, but now it turned into him speculating non-stop.

Did she accept it so calmly?Does she not mind her marrying Ye Qiuyin at all?Why didn't she come to question herself?

Cen Ziyan, who carefully cleaned and tidied the bookshelves, did not know the endless thoughts in Qin Hanfeng's stomach.

In fact, there was no ashes, Cen Ziyan knew that Qin Hanfeng was just trying to make things difficult for her, so she just took the books down again, arranged them neatly and put them back.

Just after she had sorted out the stack of books, a letter fell out from the gap of one of the books at the stall where she was about to put it.

Cen Ziyan immediately knelt down and wanted to pick it up from the ground, but when he saw the letter, his expression changed instantly.

how come?How did this letter appear here?