She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

On the other side, Chen Pingan, who was completely unaware of all this, had finished washing and sat in the living room.

He was waiting for something, something very important to him.

Although something happened yesterday that gave Chen Pingan a headache, Chen Pingan received good news early this morning.

The water lilies arrived.

Just half an hour ago, Huo Guang had already set off to get the painting.

It won't take long for this painting to be delivered to Chen Pingan. At that time, Chen Pingan can take this painting to meet the head of the Orleans family.

In this way, his goal this time can be considered half accomplished.

As for the remaining half, it depends on the Orleans family's next plan.

If this painting can gain the trust or favor of the Orleans family, Chen Pingan can get what he wants through subsequent methods.

If this painting alone cannot do this, then Chen Pingan's next actions will cause a lot of trouble.

All in all, everything depends on the next meeting.

Chen Pingan murmured in his heart.

"What you want." Huo Guang pushed the door open and put the words in front of Chen Pingan.

"sorry to bother you."

After seeing the painting, Chen Pingan took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Mengqiu's number. Although the two of them were a little embarrassed after what happened last night, he had to contact each other for the next thing.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?"

When the call was connected, Zhou Mengqiu's somewhat embarrassed voice sounded.

"I need you to help me contact the previous butler of the Orleans family." Chen Ping'an got straight to the point.

"Okay, I'll contact you right away." Zhou Mengqiu responded after learning about this, and then timidly said, "Well, thank you for yesterday."

"It's just a matter of effort, Miss Zhou. You don't have to be polite." Hearing this, Chen Ping'an responded calmly, but soon he thought of Qian Linhui, so after struggling for a while, he still spoke, "Yesterday Qian Linhui Linghui went home after sending me back, didn't she misunderstand?"

"What are you talking about! That girl came back last night?! Didn't she live at a friend's house?" After hearing this, Zhou Mengqiu suddenly exclaimed.

"You didn't know she went home last night?"

Chen Ping'an was also confused, but he quickly calmed down.

Based on what Zhou Mengqiu just said, Chen Pingan came to two conclusions.

First, because of his words, Qian Linghui didn't go home last night, but went to talk to her friends, which meant that the other party didn't find anything.

Second, Qian Linghui is lying.

After treatment, Zhou Mengqiu was exhausted physically and mentally, so it was impossible for her to find out that Qian Linghui had returned home while she was in a dormant state. Therefore, even if Qian Linghui returned and saw everything, as long as she did not say anything and chose to leave, Zhou Mengqiu would not be able to Found that the other party had come back.

But why did Qian Linghui lie?

Because of embarrassment, or because of concerns about Zhou Mengqiu's face.

I'm afraid there are both possibilities, that is to say, Qian Linghui chose to pretend not to know anything in order to take care of her mother's feelings and because she didn't know how to face Zhou Mengqiu.

"If Xiaohui comes back, doesn't it mean that he has seen everything?" Zhou Mengqiu said with a headache.

"Miss Zhou, don't think too much. We haven't done anything, so what can she see?" After hearing this, Chen Pingan explained in a dumbfounded way.

"We know that we haven't done anything, but under the circumstances like yesterday and the evidence of those traces, a smart girl like Xiaohui will definitely have random thoughts." Zhou Mengqiu said, about to cry but without tears.

"Ms. Zhou, don't be anxious yet."

"There is still no way to determine whether she has returned home, let alone whether she has a misunderstanding."

"Besides, even if she has misunderstood, she will believe it as long as we explain patiently, because nothing happened to us."

Compared with Zhou Mengqiu's helplessness and shame, Chen Ping'an looked much calmer.

"You are right. Let's have a good talk with him later." Zhou Mengqiu sighed, and then said, "I will help you contact the housekeeper now."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Chen Pingan responded before hanging up the phone.