Qin Qianluo clenched his palms tightly. Did he notice it?
In fact, she didn't feel guilty. Lan Xixi killed her mother. Even in front of Bo Zhanye, she dared to kill him!
However, in order not to give him a bad impression, she had some reservations and restrained herself.
How to explain it at this moment?
Under the magnetic field between the two people's eyes, Lan Xixi quickly put down her shoes and walked forward:
"Master Jiu, it is indeed what Miss Qin said.
When I was cleaning in the afternoon, I forgot to close the closet door and window, and a lot of dust got in. So I just took these clothes and washed them in water. It was very simple.
You haven’t had dinner yet, I’ll make it and it’ll be ready in a moment.”
She left with a smile, her relaxed tone and cheerful face showing no other emotions.
Only then did Bo Zhanye put away his cold air.
Qin Qianluo breathed a sigh of relief and turned his army around:
"Master Jiu didn't come back last night. I heard from the secretary that he wasn't in the company either. What did he go to do? What a coincidence is that Lan Xixi didn't come back either."
Bo Zhanye narrowed his eyes and heard what Qin Qianluo meant, but he didn't ask anything from the little girl.
He didn't bother to lie, and he didn't think he had violated the rules. After all, the original contract only said that he was not allowed to have close relationships with other women in front of women, but it did not say that it was not allowed outside.
But if we tell the real situation, it is nothing more than trapping the little girl into being unkind and unjust.
After thinking for a while, Bo Zhanye asked calmly: "Does the contract say that the itinerary needs to be explained?"
A light word can make a huge difference!
Qin Qianluo was startled and looked embarrassed.
Any man hates being asked about his whereabouts by a woman, let alone a superior man like Bo Zhanye! What's more, she is not his!
If you offend him, he won't care about anything.
She quickly turned to explain: "No, I just had a nightmare last night. When I woke up, I looked for you and didn't see you at home. I was a little curious.
It’s okay, I’m going to sort out the files and plan to resume work in the next two days.”
She stepped away.
The aura around Bo Zhanye just dropped, and he turned around and walked out.
He wanted to go to the kitchen to see Lan Xixi, but then he thought that being in the villa would only arouse Qin Qianluo's dissatisfaction and bring her trouble. He changed direction, sat on the sofa, took off his suit jacket and read the newspaper.
Lan Xixi's hand hurt tonight, so she was a little slow in cooking, but it still didn't affect her craftsmanship. Three dishes and one soup were sweet and delicious.
Perhaps because of what happened today, Qin Qianluo didn't say anything, let alone make things difficult.
only......
"Ah!" Suddenly, she screamed in pain and frowned.
Lan Xixi frowned in fear, quickly stood up and walked to her side: "Miss Qin, what's wrong with you?"
When she asked this question, countless scenes from TV dramas had flashed through her mind. For example, the vegetables she bought were poisonous, or she accidentally put the wrong things and Qin Qianluo was injured? Which led to various situations...
Bo Zhanye also frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
Under their questioning, Qin Qianluo gritted his teeth tightly and forced out his voice:
"Stomach, I have a stomachache. I have been busy with work these years and I have stomach problems. Please help me get the medicine on the dressing table."
"Okay!" Lan Xixi ran upstairs without saying a word.
Bo Zhanye's eyebrows gradually tightened as he looked at Qin Qianluo's painful expression.
People who are busy at work, especially senior executives like them, either eat irregularly or drink too much. Almost everyone has stomach problems.
He has it too, so he understands the pain during attacks...
"Bang!" While thinking, the pain caused Qin Qianluo to lose control and fall to the ground.
Bo Zhanye's face darkened, he stood up and strode over, picking her up from the ground:
"I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, no need..." Qin Qianluo held the collar of Bo Zhanye's suit with his weak hands and said in a weak voice:
"You know, doctors can't cure this pain. I'll take some medicine and endure it for a while, and I'll get over it.
Just Master Jiu, can you promise me to hold me for a while?"