Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

In the next few days, Wen Qi, who was going to ask the earl, never found the time to ask. The housekeeper was nowhere to be seen. She remembered what happened that day and the lessons from the women before, so she hesitated to go up without authorization.

She was not in a hurry, and still cleaned the villa seriously every day, but occasionally her eyes would involuntarily look at the dark curtains.

why?

None of her business, she thought.

In the evening, Wen Qi had already returned to his room, and the old housekeeper hurried up to the second floor.

"Sir, the last trace of Miss Wen's father disappeared in Owen Town..."

He whispered what he found out, and it was precisely because of this that he hadn't been seen in the past few days.

The count nodded, closed the book in his hand indifferently, turned off the lights, and said, "Well, keep checking."

"Yes."

The room fell silent. Seeing that he had no more words, the old butler said, "Then I'll go out first."

The earl didn't speak. The old butler took it for granted and walked out. When he was about to leave the door, there was another casual voice behind him.

"How is Wen Qi?"

The old butler curled the corner of his lower lip, obviously the earl said a few days ago to let her go.

Of course, he wouldn't say it out, and replied: "Miss Wen is no different from before. She has three meals a day, and she returns to her room after work."

"..."

"No one near the manor."

"Ah."

The Count frowned.

This time the old butler really went out, leaving the earl alone in the dim room.

No one around the manor approached, so he had to keep his target inside the manor.

Could it be... him?

Unfamiliar memories floated in the earl's mind, and they appeared intermittently in the past few days, and it happened to be the night when Adena broke into the girl's room by force, and the scene of her going to the guest room afterwards.

The girl's eyes, intimacy, and liking in the eyes of the girl in the picture made him feel more and more indifferent.

It's as if the person in the middle can get closer in the next step, but it just stays there.

The intimate scene seemed to be tightly held, and he let out a sigh of relief.

But thinking about it, it is impossible.

Where can there be a closer picture.

She probably just regarded him as someone who protected her, so she was intimate and liked him.

After all, who likes an ugly...

monster?

The man smiled silently.

-

Time passed without saltiness, and Wen Qi received a letter from his mother.

The mother still said in letters and letters that she was very good, and she also found a job. She was a friend of the father.

Although she felt guilty, there was nothing she could do. She only hoped that Father Wen would come back soon so that he could repay the kindness.

However, most of the letters were still concerned about her, for fear that she would suffer something. After all, her daughter was spoiled and raised, but now she became a servant, so she was naturally worried overtly and secretly.

Wen Qi's heart warmed up, and he wrote down his daily life on paper. As for Yi...

The girl blushed, thinking about taking him back to show her mother, she raised her pen and wrote him on the paper, mentioning her relationship with him.

She babbled and wrote a lot with joy, writing about his strengths, writing about him protecting her.

When writing about himself, Wen Qi pursed his lips and hesitated, but finally wrote it.

"Although his appearance is different from others, I hope that when my mother sees him, she will not be afraid..."

After finishing writing, Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, folded the letter paper in half, put it in an envelope, stuffed it in a drawer, and prepared to deliver it sometime.

……

One day, while she was polishing a precious decoration, the old butler suddenly brought a person in front of her, and then left consciously.

"Snapped"

Wen Qi froze on the spot, the thing in her hand fell to the ground, but she couldn't care about it now.

Because the person in front of her is her father.

"Seven seven..."

With tears in his eyes, father Wen stood in front of her guiltily and joyfully.