If he thought she was willing to be his lover like those women, even if she was reluctant to leave, she would leave him immediately.

Her liking him does not mean that she can ignore all matters of principle.

If she loses her self-esteem and can be with him, then she would rather not have such feelings.

*

It was very late, and Si Ming came back.

When he got home, it was already past two in the morning.

Si Ming went directly to the bedroom.

Thinking that Amy must have fallen asleep, he took his pace much lighter when he walked outside the bedroom.

The door opening movement was much lighter than usual, and there was almost no sound.

In the bedroom, it was pitch black. Si Ming walked in with a touch of darkness. When he reached the bedside, he turned on a desk lamp.

The lighting of the desk lamp is much softer and less dazzling.

After the lights were on in the room, Si Ming looked down at the bed. When he saw that the bed was clean and clean, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then turned around and strode outward.

He found a maid and frowned and asked, "Where is the Miss Ai I brought back today?"

"Miss Ai?" The maid was stunned for a moment, feeling that his question was a little strange.

Haven’t all the women I brought back in the previous room?

Master Ming knew it.

Miss Ai has never come out since she entered the bedroom and has fallen asleep long ago.

Haven’t Mr. Ming ever seen it?

Although the maid felt strange in her heart, she still replied respectfully: "According to Mr. Ming's wishes, Miss Ai has already moved on the second floor."

"Second floor?" Si Ming frowned, and his face darkened. "Who asked you to arrange her to the second floor? Who made the decision to make such arrangements without authorization?"

When the maid heard Si Ming's tone was wrong, she looked up and met his gloomy gaze. She was so scared that she immediately buried her head, not daring to look at him again, and said in a trembling voice: "In the past, the ladies brought back by Mr. Ming lived on the second floor."

"We thought Miss Ai and Miss Ai were the same."

No matter how slow the maid reacted, she realized that they seemed to have done something wrong.

Mr. Ming means, have you never thought about arranging Miss Ai to the second floor?

If Young Master Ming really didn’t have such a plan, wouldn’t they really make decisions without authorization?

Thinking of Si Ming's temper, the maid was so scared that her face turned pale and kept explaining: "Mr. Ming only asked us to arrange Miss Ai well at that time, because everyone she brought back before was in that room, so..."

"So, you arranged her there?"

"Mr. Ming, I, I..." As soon as Si Ming's tone became cold, the maid was so scared that she couldn't even speak.

Si Ming looked at her coldly, said nothing, turned around and walked downstairs.

The maid's heart was cold a little bit, and she was both afraid and regretful.

At that time, the Miss Ai proposed to change the room.

Not only did they not change her, they also mocked her and said a lot of bad things.

If she told Mr. Ming all these things...

Thinking of this possibility, the maid's face turned pale a little again.

*

Si Ming arrived at the second floor.

When he walked outside the bedroom, he stopped and stood at the door for a few seconds before reaching out and gently pushing the door open.

The curtains in the room were not pulled up.

The moonlight outside shines in and you can vaguely see the outline of the room.
Chapter completed!