My iceberg smiled

Chapter 407

"Hey! Mo Chen!" Seeing that the other party left without saying a word, Fang Ci yelled, and turned around to say something to Zhuo Qiu, "You said he is really..." Seeing that Zhuo Qiu ignored him, he also hurriedly Hastily left.

Fang Ci: "..." One or two, they have no virtue, cut it, ignore me, brother is going to do experiments.

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Zhuo Qiu was a little out of his mind when he ran out, of course he was anxious.

He wanted to rush to ask his father about the result, but he didn't dare to ask directly.

Then what if... what if it is really what he just thought...

For him, it was the worst possible outcome.

No, no, no, he knows best what his father is like.

His father would never do that.

So he quickened his pace and headed towards Zhuo Yuan's house.

Just as he was about to enter the house, the old lady who cleaned his father's room every time came out holding a basin of dirty clothes.

"Hey, it's Aqiu. Are you looking for your father? Butler Zhuo isn't in the house." The aunt said.

"He's not here?" How come...

So where did he take that little maid?

Zhuo Qiu was wondering when he caught a glimpse of the basin in the hands of the aunt.

Immediately, pupils shrank: "Whose... are these clothes?"

Seeing that the dirty clothes in the basin belonged to a girl, the size was about the same size as the little maid, and the clothes were tattered, as if they were forcibly torn.

Zhuo Qiu grabbed those clothes and looked carefully.

"I don't know either. I saw that there were so many dirty clothes beside the bed, so I wanted to take them out and wash them first... Oh yes, there is also a dirty bed sheet. I think your father changed it to On the side, they also brought it out." The aunt continued.

Zhuo Qiu's heart tightened, he grabbed the bed sheet and looked at it, and saw a bit of glaring dark red on it.

This is... blood.

It has been dry for a long time.

Why was there blood on his father's bed.

Connecting with these tattered clothes, Zhuo Qiu's brain exploded again.

Could it be...worse than the worst outcome he imagined...worse.

Could that little maid be that wild...

As his thoughts turned back and forth, he saw not far away, his kind old father was slowly walking towards this side, holding the hand of the little maid.

The little maid couldn't walk well and was limping.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Qiu's heart went cold.

How... how could everything be like this.

He looked at the two people walking towards him in disbelief, pointing at each other, trembling slightly.

Steward Zhuo Yuan saw his son sticking at the door of his house, and his face seemed to be a little strange, so he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Aqiu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Qiu smiled sadly, his eyes turned red, "What's wrong with me...hehe."

Zhuo Yuan: "???"

Zhuo Qiu: "Shouldn't you be concerned about what happened to this girl now?"

Butler Zhuo Yuan came to his senses and said with a smile: "So you wanted to ask this, don't worry, it's all right, I just went to the family doctor to get the medicine and applied it to her."

"What! You...you applied medicine to her!" Zhuo Qiu felt like a bolt from the blue when he heard these words, and he felt a little unsteady on his feet.

Zhuo Yuan felt that his son's behavior was very strange, but he still said while being puzzled: "Yes, I will personally help the girl with the medicine."

The honest butler Zhuo felt that it was understandable for him to apply some medicine to the girl's scalded little hand, so he naturally admitted it generously.

In the end, he received an unexpected curse from his own son: "You, you are old and disrespectful!"

　Tomorrow, there will be a limited time spike recommendation.

　　More will be added tomorrow night, good night.

　　


(End of this chapter)