Chatper 184 (1/2)

Su Ziyue's apartment was on the seventh floor. Although An Xia's eyesight was good, the sky was getting dark, so she guessed it entirely by feeling.

The figure she could only be sure of was a man, wearing black clothes and pants, standing there looking up from time to time, looking very lonely.

An Xia stood by the window for a long time, until Su Ziyue called her from inside: "An Xia, come and taste the fish I cooked."

"Oh, here we come." An Xia turned her head to look at the figure under the streetlight again, thinking that she might be thinking too much.

Boss Qin has so many opportunities to do, would he do such a boring thing?

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Although she felt that it might not be the Qin boss, An Xia still found an excuse to ask Su Ziyue to go downstairs after dinner.

"You take out the trash, I'll do the dishes."

Su Ziyue glanced at the full trash can, and said while raising it: "I won't bring the key, you can open the door for me later."

"it is good."

An Xia replied without looking back.

Su Ziyue carried the trash downstairs, and on the way back after taking out the trash, she met Li Jingqi who was walking towards her.

Su Ziyue didn't know when she had offended her again. As soon as she saw Su Ziyue, she snorted coldly: "Even if you take out the trash, you have to come down together. I've never seen such a sticky one. Show affection and die quickly!"

After speaking, he looked back intentionally or unintentionally, and after throwing a disdainful look at Su Ziyue, he twisted his waist and left.

Su Ziyue raised her head and looked in the direction that Li Jingqi was looking back just now, and met a pair of dark eyes.

It's Qin Muchen.

Su Ziyue was stunned, standing there without moving.

She stood there awkwardly, not knowing what she was going to do for a moment.

Qin Muchen's gaze fell directly on her, and after only staying for a second, he raised his foot and walked towards her.

It was already cold winter, Qin Muchen was still wearing a simple shirt and suit, the extreme pure black was even more dignified.

Just when a gust of wind blew over, Su Ziyue involuntarily pulled the standing collar of the down jacket to cover her chin.

When Qin Muchen approached, Su Ziyue blinked and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Qin Mushen said expressionlessly: "The key to the villa is with you."

His voice was slightly cold, but his eyes looked at Su Ziyue presumptuously.

She was wrapped in a heavy down jacket with no style, her long curly hair was casually tied into a ponytail on the back of her head, her chin was retracted into the collar of the down jacket, revealing only a tender white face covered with moist eyes. His long eyelashes fluttered, as if he was very nervous.

At this time, she looked a little more gentle.

Under Qin Mushen's scrutiny, Su Ziyue swallowed involuntarily, and then murmured: "Really?"

In Su Ziyue's perception, he has always been steady, and he is not the kind of person who would lose the key to the villa so carelessly.

Regarding her question, Qin Muchen just remained silent and did not answer.

Su Ziyue thought for a moment, then asked him aloud: "Then, did you go up and look for it yourself, or did I find it and bring it down for you?"

Qin Muchen didn't answer directly, but walked ahead first.

Su Ziyue put her hands in her coat pockets, lowered her head and followed him, but intentionally kept a distance of two steps from him.

Qin Muchen turned his head slightly, noticed her actions, his eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything.

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