Haiyue took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, pressed the bell with a slight trembling, and then stood there waiting nervously.
The door opened quickly. Haiyue saw a middle-aged man in a suit, about fifty years old, appearing behind the door. He quickly bowed and greeted: "Hello! I'm here to see Mr. Sikong!"
The middle-aged man looked her up and down and said, "Come in, the young master is waiting for you inside."
After finishing speaking, he walked towards the main house without looking back.[
"Thank you, thank you." Haiyue nodded and trotted to catch up with the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took Haiyue around the big house. After walking for about five minutes, they came to a stop in front of the door of a white room on the third floor.
The middle-aged man knocked on the door and said expressionlessly: "Master, I have already brought you."
There was no sound coming from inside.
Why didn't you say anything? Could it be? Sikong Jingqiu suddenly regretted it?
Haiyue twisted her hands nervously and waited. Just when Haiyue was about to break her hands, a low noise came from the door, "Let her in."
"Yes." The middle-aged man opened the door and made a gesture of invitation, "Come in."
Haiyue bit her lip, stiffened her body nervously, and walked in slowly, not daring to look around at all.
The deep male voice spoke again, "It's none of your business. Go out and lock the door. No one is allowed to come to the third floor without my order."
"Yes." The middle-aged man's voice came from behind, followed by the click of the door closing, and Haiyue trembled involuntarily.
Sikong Jingqiu looked at the disobedient person at the door and frowned, "What are you doing standing there? Don't you want to see me if you have something? Come here."
Song Haiyue, don’t be afraid!
Haiyue secretly shouted to herself in her heart, and then walked step by step towards the source of the sound. She didn't stop until she saw Sikong Jingqiu's feet wearing home shoes, and timidly said hello: "Si, Mr. Sikong,
Hello."
Why are you lowering your head? Does he look ugly? Sikong Jingqiu looked at the hair on her head and said unhappily, "What are you doing with your head down? Lift your head!"
He hates it when other people face him with their heads!
"Yes!" Haiyue slowly raised her head, but was startled by Sikong Jingqiu's clothes, and her face turned red instantly.