Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 92 Just Forgive Me
Qin Anhao got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked out of the room lightly.

Before stepping out the door, he poked his head around and looked at the situation in the corridor. Seeing that there was no one there, he immediately seemed to have taken a shock absorber. He let himself out of the room and went downstairs.

It will be just after eleven o'clock in the evening, and the downstairs seems quiet, and the empty room always makes people feel a bit chilly.

After Qin Anhao went downstairs, she wanted to find the kitchen, but she couldn't find it after looking around; she was thinking whether to continue looking, or give up and wait until tomorrow morning to eat.

Suddenly seeing a woman in white pajamas not far away, she hastily called out, "Wait a minute, do you know where the kitchen is?"

After saying that, Qin Anhao walked up behind the woman and patted her on the shoulder.

The woman turned her head when she heard the sound.

With messy long hair, sunken dark circles under the eyes, haggard and slightly pale face, Qin Anhao gasped in fright.

Seeing Qin Anhao, the woman had tears in her eyes, sobbed immediately, and then said sadly: "The reason why he broke up with me is that he dislikes my job."

After all, the woman's sobbing gradually turned into a whimper, she turned her head and leaned on Qin Anhao's shoulder.

Qin Anhao saw the woman leaning on her shoulder crying, his body was slightly stiff, he hesitated and reached out to pat the woman on the back, and replied: "He doesn't love you, it's useless for you to cry for him."

If you love someone, even if the other person is a beggar, you will not dislike him.

Qin Anhao's answer was obviously what a woman didn't want to hear, so she suddenly pushed Qin Anhao away, and said in a raised voice, "For him, I gave up the opportunity to take the postgraduate entrance examination; he is now so successful How can he say that he doesn't love me if he doesn't love me?"

The woman was obviously over-excited. After struggling away, she turned around and wanted to smash something, but when she was about to touch a certain ceramic vase, she withdrew her hand in an instant, and sat on the ground weakly sobbing.

If she had the guts, she would have fought with the man who abandoned him, how could she still make herself look like a ghost.

Seeing the woman in white pajamas sitting on the ground, Qin Anhao stretched out her hand to help her up, and when she stood up, she picked up the vase and handed it to the woman, and said to her seriously: "Small it, smash it, cry Everything will disappear, as if you never knew him."

At this time, Qin Anhao's eyes were deep, and her hand holding the vase gradually tightened; she recalled many things, but in the end it only turned into a light smile.

Encouraged by Qin Anhao, the woman became impulsive. She reached out to take the bottle that Qin Anhao handed over, holding it high with both hands hesitantly.

Snapped……

With a sound, the vase slammed heavily onto the marble floor tiles.

Throwing things, really discouraged.

Just after the smashing was over, the alarm in the villa sounded. In the empty room where no one could be seen before, the housekeeper, servants and guards on the night shift gathered at the scene of the incident as quickly as possible.

Even the guards were alarmed, but the vase is worth a lot.

The originally dim lights in the room became brighter. The head housekeeper first checked the video playback, and after reconfirming that it was not the madam who smashed it, he ordered the maid to be taken away.

Seeing that the butler was about to take her away aggressively, Qin Anhao immediately stopped in front of the woman, frowned and said solemnly: "I let him drop the thing, you just clean up the pieces, and don't worry about the rest." As he fell, Qin Anhao straightened his back even more, and his eyes became sharper.

Everyone has already called her Madam, so she should have some right to speak here.

Seeing Qin Anhao standing up to speak for the maid, the butler bowed respectfully, then waved his hand to signal everyone to back down, turned around and was about to leave.

Qin Anhao said again: "By the way, where is the kitchen?"

Her purpose of going downstairs was not to smash things, but to find something to eat.

Hearing that Qin Anhao asked the kitchen, the butler stared at Qin Anhao cautiously, as if asking Qin Anhao what he wanted to eat without changing his face.

He and the butler looked at each other for a moment.

Qin Anhao understood, and said casually: "Cook a bowl of noodles, I want to eat noodles."

"I want to eat noodles too." As soon as Qin Anhao's voice fell, the woman in pajamas also yelled. She had just recovered from a broken relationship, and she was hungry and panicked.

After such a commotion, Qin Anhao ate the noodles as he wished, but just looking at the lovelorn girl sitting opposite her, Qin Anhao felt a little flustered.

She ate a big bowl of noodles, which was considered a terrifying appetite; but the lovelorn girl ate three big bowls, and she didn't seem to want to stop.

After Qin An was full, he put down his chopsticks and said awkwardly: "I'm full, I'll go back to sleep first, if you don't have enough, let them cook for you."

The lovelorn girl only gave her an OK gesture, and then continued to eat.

Qin Anhao got up, took the towel handed over by the little maid, wiped her mouth, and when she walked out of the restaurant, she glanced at the lovelorn girl who was still eating, swallowed, and could only sigh that her stomach was good.

After she was full, Qin An really wanted to go back to sleep and go to the hospital tomorrow morning, but when she just entered the room, she saw Song Yizheng standing upright in front of the window.

When Song Yizheng heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't turn his head back, and first sat gracefully on the single sofa chair in the room, crossed his slender legs, looked deeply at Qin Anhao, and said calmly: "Listen If there is any movement, come and have a look.”

He heard movement downstairs, but the first thing he rushed into was Qin Anhao's room.

Seeing Song Yizheng mentioning the movement, Qin Anhao's eyes were slightly startled, and he remembered the vase before, feeling sorry for others.

But he replied calmly: "I dropped your vase, I..." Before Qin Anhao finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Song Yizheng's sharp eyes, and gradually stopped speaking, Some uneasy.

Song Yizheng didn't seem very happy, Qin Anhao felt a little embarrassed, and when he was hesitant to ask Song Yizheng to keep her account, he suddenly changed his words: "Just forgive me."

She stared at him with wide eyes, with a taste of being coquettish and pleading.

Seeing this situation, Song Yizheng's originally sharp eyes suddenly softened, he looked away from Qin Anhao in surprise and embarrassment, then stood up suddenly, and replied arrogantly: "You can do it if you don't get hurt. .”

After saying that, Song Yizheng didn't leave the room, turned around and sat on the big bed in the room, then lifted the quilt and got down.

Before Song Yizheng could make his way, Qin Anhao bluffed and raised his voice tremblingly: "You...you sleep here?"

Isn't this where she just slept?If Song Yizheng slept here, where would she sleep?
Song Yizheng didn't reply to Qin Anhao's words, but nodded slightly in affirmation; then he gracefully walked down slowly.

He wants to sleep here tonight and won't change his mind.

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(End of this chapter)