When Shi Jing and the two disappeared from her sight, she frowned in disgust, looked away, and pursed her thin lips slightly.
She knew that Shi Jing was angry, saying that he wanted her to serve him, rather than working with that woman to make things difficult for her. It was not like she didn't see the hostility and provocation in the woman's eyes.
And the reason why Shi Jing was angry was simply because she claimed to be sick and refused to send him food or because...
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Is she with her senior?
Thinking of the latter possibility, she suddenly felt a little ironic and laughed, feeling that she, like other ordinary girls, liked to have whimsical ideas.
It's not like she didn't remember that Shi Jing clearly told her not to overestimate her own abilities. There was no way he would fall in love with a girl like her. How could the anger in his eyes now be because he cared about the existence of his senior?
Woolen cloth.
She sighed inwardly and was about to turn around when she saw the butler bringing the brewed hangover tea to her hand and said:
"Miss Qian, please bring the hangover tea to the young master first. It looks like he drank a lot."
The housekeeper cast his gaze upstairs, thinking of the arrogant woman just now, his brows furrowed subconsciously.
That woman is not a good person at first glance. Don't bully Miss Qian just because the young master is angry. Otherwise, that woman will have a hard time.
Although the young master didn't say anything, after working in the Shi family for so many years, he still doesn't know the young master's temper?
Even if Miss Qian makes the young master angry, she will only be bullied by the young master. The woman upstairs should at least be wise enough not to hit the young master's gun.
"Oh that's fine."
Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she reached out to take the tray from the butler's hand, glanced upstairs, pursed her lips and was silent for a moment, then walked towards Shi Jing's room with the hangover tea.
"Mr. Shi, how do you want me to serve you now?"
As soon as Qian Qianqian arrived at the door of the room, a woman's explicit teasing voice came from the ajar door. The ambiguous tone made Qian Qianqian not want to listen any more. Her footsteps stopped at the door, and she did not push her away.
Go in through the door and just stand quietly outside.
The door was ajar, and Qian Qianqian heard clearly what was going on inside, but at this time, she didn't have the courage to open the door.
Going in now, will it interrupt their good deeds? Will Shi Jing become even more angry with her?
She stood outside the door hesitating, and in the end, she had no choice but to stop outside. Even if she was scolded by Shi Jing, she would not be able to go in and watch their unsightly performance at this time.
"Take off your clothes for me first."
Shi Jing's voice was a bit hoarse, full of sexiness and ambiguity. Such a request made the woman overjoyed, and made Qian Qianqian outside the door feel even more uncomfortable.
The eye sockets also turned a little red inadvertently.
"good."
The woman's answer was full of urgency, and the sound of undressing kept reaching Qian Qianqian's ears from the room.
She found that she couldn't listen anymore. To her, the sounds inside were like sharp needles, ruthlessly and cruelly piercing her eardrums to her heart.
She stood outside the door and took several steps back. She stopped until she could no longer hear the sound in the room.
Hangover? I guess you don’t need it now? There is better “hangover tea” in his room.