Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 34 An Envelope

"Okay, okay!" I stood up and pulled Zhang Yi who was sitting next to me.

Boss Zhang Yi was reluctant, with a dark face, and he walked behind with a crooked mouth.

We walked along the corridor on the fifth floor to the right. I watched Secretary Wang walk ahead and opened the second room in the corridor on the right with a key.

If you read correctly, the white figure should have flashed into this room at that time.

Ten years ago, Zhou Shiqi also stood in the corridor outside this room and looked at me in the yard.

What an amazing feeling it is...

Zhang Yi and I followed Secretary Wang into the room.

This room is so exquisite and retro and elegant!

The wall is pasted with light green fine-grained wallpaper, with antique wall lamps, and a dark brown wooden bed with uprights and bed curtains is placed in the middle.

There was a couch beside the bed, and there were actually a few books spread out on the couch.

Opposite the bed is a fireplace. The fireplace has been changed from the previous charcoal fireplace to the current electric fireplace, but the outer frame looks like an old-fashioned fireplace.

On one side of the bed is a large window with white lace lining and green gold velvet curtains.

There is a dark yellow leather sofa under the window, and an embroidered plush blanket is spread on the sofa.

Next to the sofa and near the bed is a small side table with a green retro desk lamp on it, which is turned on by a rope.

On the other side of the bed was a small chest of drawers filled with all kinds of delicate objects.

There are also some medical models, most notably a human skull model that stands out from the crowd of elaborate objects.

The originally deep black eyes were hollow, but there were two rubies that shone with dim light.

The ground is covered with carpet, and the carpet is even more three-dimensional embroidery.

There are also two Cézanne-style oil paintings hanging on the walls of the room.

There is a small sliding wooden door on the side of the room, which should be the bathroom.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart for Zhou Shiqi's taste this week, he is indeed a delicate man.

I feel a little regretful in my heart, I really want to visit his home...

"Come in!"

Zhang Yi and I stood at the door and watched for a long time before we were awakened by Secretary Wang's voice.

I feel that my reaction is a bit too rustic.

Is there any room in this orphanage that is so luxuriously decorated?

Secretary Wang saw that the two of us were a bit afraid to enter the door, so he smiled and said: "

I usually clean this room, and Dean Zhou usually comes to live there for two days a month.

He said he liked the smell in the air..."

She originally wanted to dispel our concerns with the tone of pulling the parents, but she accidentally fell into her own sad memories.

It seems that Secretary Wang has been poisoned by Zhou Shiqi!
Probably because she has a crush on Dean Zhou, but feels that she is not worthy, so she just suppresses it.

Looking at the tears that Secretary Wang was about to shed, I could only say: "Thank you!"

She reflected for a moment that she seemed to be rude again, so she wiped the corner of her eyes and said:

"Why don't you take a rest first, and I'll go prepare dinner. It's getting late, and you can come down and have dinner in the restaurant later."

"Oh, yes, yes!" I nodded quickly.

Zhang Yi walked in and turned around, "Where do I live?" He suddenly asked.

Secretary Wang suddenly raised his head and glanced at the two of us: "Do you need to prepare a separate room for you?"

"Well, that's fine, why don't I trouble Secretary Wang to prepare a separate room for him." I looked indifferent.

Secretary Wang smiled secretly, and glanced at Zhang Yi, probably thinking he was an idiot.

"Forget it, I'll just sleep on the sofa!" Zhang Yi said and fell down on the sofa by the window.

"Wow, it's so comfortable, this sofa, my God, I want to buy one too!"

"Ahem..." Secretary Wang was obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Yi's exaggerated and rude gestures. This was the sofa where her beloved Dean Zhou once lay.

So she snorted softly and said, "This sofa costs hundreds of thousands!"

"Ah!" Zhang Yi jumped up from the sofa: "My mother too!"

Secretary Wang glanced at it, turned around and left without saying anything.

I glared at Zhang Yi: "Can you stop being so silly, really!"

"Oh, I have never slept on these hundreds of thousands of sofas in my life!"

"Then tell me, is my [-] donation worth it?"

"It's worth a fart... Donate [-] yuan just to sleep on the sofa, [-] yuan! You can stay in a five-star hotel for several nights!"

"Hey, you really are, the [-] is not going to be used for welfare, why are you so stingy!"

"Yes, yes, as long as you have a high awareness, I don't have such a high awareness. I have worked so hard for only a few thousand yuan a month!"

Zhang Yi pursed his mouth, and fell back on the sofa: "Then I will enjoy it tonight!"

He suddenly sat up again: "This sofa costs hundreds of thousands, but this bed probably costs millions! Let me sleep!"

He jumped up and threw himself on the bed: "My God, it's so comfortable, Hai Ling, come and sleep and feel it!"

I was speechless, Zhang Yi is really a money-grubber, if you see something good, keep your eyes open!
I didn't want to pay attention to him, I went straight to the chest of drawers next to the bed, and started pulling drawer by drawer.

The woman in the white dress I saw just now entered this room, where did she go?

Could it be that she left quietly when we went to Secretary Wang's office?

What was she doing in Zhou Shiqi's room at this time?

Could it be that she is Zhou Shiqi's girlfriend?Come back for his belongings?
Then maybe there are some Zhou Shiqi's things in this cabinet that haven't been taken away...

"Hai Ling, it's not good for you to go and dig through other people's things!" Zhang Yi suddenly heard the voice of lying on the bed and dying.

"What's wrong, everyone is dead, you didn't hear Secretary Wang say that these things were originally going to be thrown into the warehouse, and some things were going to be sold.

You like this sofa and bed so much, why don't you buy it back! "

"Are you kidding, you sell me, how can I afford it!
If you buy it back, you are now a rich woman with an inheritance and should be able to afford it.

Besides, do you really like Dean last week? Really, it's useless to think that everyone is dead.

Let you seize the opportunity before, you and I were hypocritical and pretending, alas... It's a pity, it's a pity.

If Zhou Yuan didn't have this incident, the two of you might really be able to make it, let me see him, I really see the difference in your eyes.

Don't believe it, we men understand men...

Hey, are you listening to me..."

I silently searched for what I wanted in Zhang Yi's thoughts.

I don't know what I'm looking for, but I always feel like this has what I'm looking for...

The drawers were opened one by one, except for some small items, such as notebooks, pens, gloves, collar clips, address books...

There doesn't seem to be anything special about it either.

When the last drawer was pulled out, I found an envelope...

The envelope was a European-style retro envelope. The envelope was obviously made of unique spices, and there was a scent of lavender in the hand!

In the lower right corner of the envelope, there are four words written in blue ink with stars:
"Mrs. Painted Skin"!
(End of this chapter)