He was reborn by my scumbag villain

Chapter 222 Cognitive Error
Qin Xieyi opened the drawer, took out a heavy ceramic white pig with one hand, and placed it on the desk in the study.

Yuan Ruan sat on the chair without moving, "Mr. Qin, what is this?"

Qin Xieyi glanced at her, checked the time, and went downstairs.

Yuan Ruan patted the white pig's butt, it was very heavy and full of things.

She got off the stool and quietly crawled to the crack of the door to have a look. At the door, Zhu Xie was handing a cardboard box to Qin Xieyi, and then she clicked her tongue: "You... the house is on fire?"

Qin Xieyi looked at him coldly, didn't reply, just closed the door in front of him.

Zhu Xie shook his sore arm to express his understanding.

For a married man, there are always a few days that are abnormal.

Seeing that Qin Xieyi was about to come up, Yuan Ruan immediately retreated to the stool and continued to sit obediently, as if he had never left the stool for a moment.

"Cheng's information," Qin Xieyi put the carton on the desk, pushed away his usual documents, "read it."

Yuan Ruan felt bad when he heard the heavy sound when the carton was put down.

She swallowed, and suddenly felt that she had returned to the time when she was dominated by documents and archives in country S.

Yuan Ruan's legs were a little weak, and he secretly looked into the cardboard box, hey, it's full and dense.

Yuan Ruan: "Mr. Qin..."

Qin Xieyi: "Madam Qin."

Yuan Ruan: ...Woo.

I have to finish watching the evil I have done while crying.

How could she fall into a trance under Qin Xieyi's beauty trap?
Have you forgotten how much this ruthless man used to go too far?

Yuan Ruan dragged out a bag of analysis materials on the status quo of the Cheng Group from the cardboard box, wanting to go back to two hours ago and beat up that self who wanted to confess on the spur of the moment but regretted it and prevaricated Mr. Qin at will.

It's just that Mr. Qin was too gentle at the time, she almost blurted out and told the other party that this was just a world in a book, and she regretted it as soon as she started, Mr. Qin is so nice, if he knew that he was just a paper man, how sad would it be?

Fortunately, Cheng Yue sent a message at that time, and she was relieved to block Cheng Yue.

The result... let's not talk about the result.

Yuan Ruan lay listlessly on the table, and with a flash in front of her eyes, a big hand with sharp bones pressed a coin in front of her.

"Look at the reward for one page."

Even when Mr. Qin arrived at home, he dressed very formally. The white shirt and black trousers were so meticulous that even the folds were pleasing to the eye. Just looking at it made one itch.

Yuan Ruan froze for a moment, and suddenly felt that the pile of documents in front of him was not so annoying anymore.

How to deal with Cheng Yue, she is still such an inexplicable Cheng Yue, she has the bottom line in her heart, and there is no need to force herself to read those troublesome documents in the way they are businessmen.

Yuan Ruan's hand holding the pen tightened slightly.

Take a look at the information and at Qin Xieyi.

Qin Xieyi was browsing his phone, holding the white pig on his lap with one hand, without looking at her.

Yuan Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, and flipped through the thick documents aimlessly.After a while, he stared at the ornaments on Qin Xieyi's desk in a daze.

Ah, speaking of it, this seems to be the second time she has entered Mr. Qin's study.

The study is a place where no one else can enter. As a poor cannon fodder who stole Mr. Qin's information in the novel, she should avoid suspicion of this kind of place.

Yuan Ruan crossed his legs and buckled the jio, his mind wandering to nowhere.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes, and Mr. Qin twisted another coin in front of Yuan Ruan with a face full of disapproval.

Qin Xieyi: "Seriously."

The coin is shiny and new.

Yuan Ruan sniffed: ... What caused your perception of me to be wrong?
She stretched out two fingers, and pulled the coin out from under Qin Xieyi's fingers, pinching it into the palm of her hand.

(End of this chapter)