Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 435 A Warm Night, New Year’s Gift (2)
She knocked on the door a few times, but got no response. There was only a wall lamp turned on inside, and the light was a little dim. She hesitated for a while at the door, and finally pushed the door open, intending to put the planning book on the desk for him.

Han Minzheng's room was neatly tidied up, and the floor was also very clean. No matter what the items were, they were placed in an orderly manner, and seemed to have a specific location, and there was hardly a single cumbersome decoration.

"Han Minzheng." Jin Ziqi called out, but there was still no response.

She walked to the desk in front of the window and put the planning book on a corner of the desk. When she turned around, she saw a photo on the desk out of the corner of her eye, and her steps faltered because of that weird and incomplete photo.

It was supposed to be a family portrait, a pair of parents and a child.

Jin Ziqi recognized the woman in the photo almost at a glance, it was Qin Yuan's mother, hugging a naive little boy, smiling happily with the corners of her lips curled up, while a man stood beside her.

When she picked up the photo, her heart beat faster because... the man's face was cut out in the photo.

With some unimaginable methods, Jin Ziqi couldn't help thinking of the scenes in those horror movies.

She put the photo back on the table, turned around and was about to leave, but found someone standing at the door at some point.

Jin Ziqi was frightened by the sudden appearance of the black shadow and took a step back. After seeing clearly that it was Han Minzheng, she held her chest and calmed her panting breathing. She was still in shock.

"Young Madam?" Han Minzheng called out uncertainly, and then walked in slowly.

He took off his black suit jacket, unbuttoned two white shirts, and raised the cuffs high. He actually has a pair of well-shaped eyes, which are usually covered by those glasses, which is a pity.

Jin Ziqi was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he picked up the plan and explained: "You put this in the materials. I saw that everyone lived on the same floor, so I sent it to you. But when you were away, I came in without authorization."

After hearing this, Han Minzheng twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes softened, no longer the indifference of the day, "No wonder I couldn't find it, and I went to the chairman's study to search it, and I found a file It’s gone in the bag, and I have to trouble the young lady to make a special trip.”

Jin Ziqi shook his head: "You're welcome."

After finishing speaking, there was a bit of silence in the bedroom. Han Minzheng is not a talkative person, and she also cherishes words like gold.

Jin Ziqi looked at Han Minzheng, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She broke in without the owner's permission, and was caught by the owner on the spot, which was somewhat embarrassing.

She put the planning book back on the table: "Qiyan should take a shower, then I'll go back first, and you should go to bed earlier."

"Young Madam." Han Minzheng suddenly stopped her.

Jin Ziqi turned around, and Han Minzheng held the photo she saw just now in his hand, and he handed it over involuntarily, "Just now I was tidying up in a hurry, so I left out this photo, Young Madam, please take it with you."

She looked at the incomplete photo, paused for a few seconds, and then reached out to take it: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's my job." His answer was always stern.

Jin Ziqi nodded at him with a smile, and was about to go out. Han Minzheng seemed to hesitate, and walked out with her, "Let me take you back. You should be more careful when you are pregnant."

It seemed that he was afraid that she would refuse, so he hurriedly stated the reason in one breath.

"Actually... there's no need to be so troublesome." Jin Ziqi rubbed his stomach, feeling a little sorry.

"It's not troublesome, it's only a minute away."

Jin Ziqi saw how he insisted, and knew that his character would do what he said, so he couldn't refuse too much, lest the two sides be unhappy in the end, so he didn't refuse again, and let him walk behind him.

Along the way, whenever he encountered servants who were coming towards him, he would intentionally or unintentionally separate them.

Jin Ziqi looked at his serious side face and thought to himself, although a man like him may seem boring, he is reliable, and Qing Qiao's detached temperament can only be matched by a steady man like Han Minzheng.

"Thank you for sending me here." At the door of the bedroom, Jin Ziqi turned around to thank him.

Han Minzheng closed his eyes, watched her hand on the doorknob and pushed the door open, before turning around and walking back with peace of mind.

Jin Ziqi did not enter the room immediately, but watched him go away before opening the door completely.

What met her was a tall figure, and she was hugged into a hot embrace.

Song Qiyan was wearing a nightgown, with wet black hair, and looked down at her with a pair of deep and bright eyes: "Where did you go?" His voice seemed a little lazy and relaxed because he had just taken a bath.

Jin Ziqi didn't deliberately hide it, and pointed to the file bag on the bed cabinet: "Han Minzheng sent it over, and accidentally put his work plan in it, so I sent it back to him."

Song Qiyan brushed away the hair sticking to her cheeks, and raised his eyebrows: "Have you read those materials?"

"Yeah." Jin Ziqi nodded and looked up at him: "Are you investigating Qin Yuan?"

Song Qiyan didn't deny it, let go of her, walked to the bed cabinet instead, picked up the file bag, took out the information and flipped through it a few times, then raised his eyes and cast his gaze on her face: "Is there anything you want to ask me? "

Jin Ziqi sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his face, and pouted his mouth: "Then you want to tell me?"

Song Qiyan was startled, obviously not used to her calm expression, but then he stared at her with a smile, the bed beside her sank, and he sat next to her: "I don't trust anyone."

He thought for a while, seemed to feel something wrong, stared at her and added: "Anyone except you."

She glanced at the thick bag of materials, and shook his hand: "One person is enough." She licked the corners of her lips, and clasped his slightly rough five fingers: "You are right?" It's the same for me!"

The corners of Song Qiyan's mouth curled up even more, and with his other hand resting on her shoulder, Jin Ziqi leaned against his body, smelling the light scent of his after bathing, and felt relieved for no reason.

Jin Ziqi remembered something, left his warm embrace, and took out the incomplete photo.

She explained: "It was found by Han Minzheng. It may have fallen out of the documents and landed in his room. When he sent me over just now, he handed it to me by the way."

Song Qiyan took the photo and looked at it for a while, then narrowed his dark eyes, his eyes were sharp and cold.

He naturally recognized that the woman in the photo was Qin Yuan's mother.

Then, his gaze was fixed on the man whose head had been gouged out for a long time.

"According to Mrs. Qin, the man whose face was cut off in the photo should be her husband."

Jin Ziqi looked at the body of the man in the photo. He was wearing a suit. Even though he was headless, he could vaguely see that this man should be a gentleman, not a peasant.

(End of this chapter)