Zhao Qingmei sat at the table, looking at the letters in her hand that were sent from all over Dayan.
Among them were some plans of the Demon Cult, and some messages sent by confidential personnel. These were what she needed to read and pay attention to, and she also needed to give her next instructions.
Sometimes she does read, but sometimes she needs to 'approve these letters'.
"Tan Yun, it's getting late, get ready to close."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at the sky and ordered.
"I see."
Tan Yun, who was teasing the little black boy, nodded and came to the door of Jishi Hall to close the door.
Just when Tan Yun was about to close the door, an embroidered shoe appeared at the door.
"Ouch...Ouch."
The little black boy called out twice to the intruder, and then hid behind Tan Yun's calf.
Tan Yun raised his head and looked up, he saw a beautiful and delicate woman with a hint of sadness between her eyebrows. Her face was a little pale, which made people feel a sense of pity.
This woman is none other than Miss Cao Ling'er of the Cao family.
Tan Yun asked: "Girl, do you want to get medicine or seek medical advice? Our medical center is about to close."
Cao Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "I'm not here for consultation or medicine."
When Tan Yun heard this, his face was filled with confusion. This was a pharmacy. Since he wasn't here for consultation or medicine, what was he here for?
"My young lady wants to see Dr. Xiao An." Cao Ling'er didn't speak, but a maid behind her said.
"Looking for my uncle?"
Tan Yun was stunned for a moment, looked at Cao Ling'er and asked: "My uncle is not here, what do you want to do with me?"
You didn’t get medicine or seek medical advice, but did you really come to see my uncle?
Tan Yun's heart was beating rapidly, could it be...?
There was a trace of disappointment in Cao Ling'er's eyes, and then she said: "My surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Ling'er. Dr. Xiao An saved the little girl's life that day. Today, my health is better and I want to thank Dr. Xiao An."
"Since Dr. Xiao An is not here, forget it. I will come back when he is here."
Cao Ling'er said, and planned to leave with the maid behind her.
"Miss Cao, wait a minute. Now that you're here, let's go in and have a cup of tea."
At this moment, a voice came from behind Tan Yun, and Zhao Qingmei was seen walking out slowly.
"Who is this?"
When Cao Ling'er saw the person walking out, her heart suddenly felt stagnant. Even she couldn't help but sigh: What a beautiful person.
"I am Dr. An's wife." Zhao Qingmei chuckled.
Although Zhao Qingmei was smiling, Tan Yun, who was familiar with her, felt unusually cold.
"It turns out she is Dr. Xiao'an's wife." Cao Ling'er forced a smile.
It was originally rumored that An Jing had married a great beauty, and she was somewhat disbelieving after hearing it. But when she saw it today, she realized that this was more than just a great beauty, she was simply extremely beautiful.
The maid behind Cao Ling'er was also stunned. She didn't expect that the young doctor could marry such a beautiful, gentle and intellectual lady, who was even more beautiful than his own lady.
"Sister, please come in first. My husband has gone out for consultation. He will probably be back in a while."
Zhao Qingmei frowned and smiled, showing everyone's style, "Tan Yun, go and prepare some tea."
"I understand." After hearing this, Tan Yun walked quickly towards the inner hall.
"No, no, since Doctor Xiaoan isn't here, I won't bother you."
Seeing Zhao Qingmei like this, Cao Ling'er felt more and more guilty. She saluted Zhao Qingmei and seemed to be running away into the distance.
Zhao Qingmei looked at Cao Ling'er's retreating back, and the smile on her lips gradually faded.
"Hey, what about Miss Cao?"
Not long after, Tan Yun came out with tea and found that Cao Ling'er was not seen at all.
"I'm back." Zhao Qingmei said calmly.
"Then Miss Cao is quite sensible."
Tan Yun muttered, then looked at Zhao Qingmei cautiously.
She grew up in the Demon Cult Headquarters and has been with Zhao Qingmei since she was a child. She can be said to be Zhao Qingmei's personal maid. No one knows Zhao Qingmei better than her.
I remember that when I was eight or nine years old, there was a secret room next to the Zongtan library for practice and rest. As a disciple of the leader, Zhao Qingmei directly chose the largest secret room in the library, and would not let anyone else in even when she was away.
One of the cult members 'accidentally' broke this rule. After going out on a mission, there was no news again. Tan Yun remembered clearly that she was following Zhao Qingmei at that time and saw with her own eyes that Zhao Qingmei penetrated the cult with a sword.
The public’s back thoughts.
When Zhao Qingmei killed the congregant, she looked calm and indifferent, not like an eight or nine-year-old girl at all.
He kills people like nothing and treats human life like a piece of grass, but it is vividly displayed in a young girl.
Since that time, no one dared to go to Zhao Qingmei's 'private room', not even close. Every time Tan Yun saw Zhao Qingmei, he felt a little scared for no reason.
Different from Li Fuzhou, the fear of a strict teacher, the fear that was engraved in Zhao Qingmei's heart.
Zhao Qingmei is not as gentle, beautiful and generous as ignorant people like An Jing, Han Wenxin and Zhou Xianming think. Only Tan Yun knows in his heart that he is facing a person who is extremely possessive and jealous, and his methods are extremely cruel.
The ruthless leader.
"Uncle, uncle, you must not do anything wrong." Tan Yun secretly prayed for An Jing in his heart, "You must take care of yourself."
"The Cao family......"
Zhao Qingmei picked up the Tanyun tea cup and took a sip of tea.
"My slave knows what to do."
Tan Yun's dog-legged way.
Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun and said, "What do you know? It's the cusp of the storm right now, and it's not good to make too big a move."
Being swept away by these eyes, Tan Yun suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and then he lowered his head cautiously.
The Cao family escaped unknowingly.
"Madam, what are you doing?"
At this moment, An Jing came back with a small medicine box on his back and found Tan Yun standing aside as if he had done something wrong.
"Husband, you must be tired."
When Zhao Qingmei saw An Jing, she smiled like a flower and gently took the medicine box, "I'm going to put some water in for you to take a bath now."
With that said, Zhao Qingmei walked towards the backyard.
Madam is so gentle as water.
An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei's graceful back and sighed in his heart. He looked at Tan Yun who was standing there, "What are you still doing? It's closed."
"I understand, uncle."
Tan Yun stuck out his tongue and ran quickly to pick up the wooden sign beside him.
"By the way, there's no need to hold the door open."
"What should the third master do?"
"It's so late and he hasn't come back yet. He probably won't come back. You can stay overnight in Huafang after Haishi."
"Uncle, how did you know you can stay overnight after Haishi?"