Tác giả: Purple Peony Dịch máy
A manly scent filled He Lanjin's nostrils. There was a faint smell of tobacco, but it smelled especially good.
2"Take this. This medicine is good for your external injuries," Qiao Hanye said as he handed He Lanjin medicine in an exquisite bottle.
2He Lanjin took the bottle and watched Qiao Hanye leave. She examined the bottle, which was carved with elaborate patterns. She closed the door and walked to the window. Seeing Qiao Hanye get in his car and drive away made He Lanjin excited. She finally had her chance.
2He Lanjin threw the medicine bottle on the bed and tried to sneak into Qiao Hanye's study.
2She was dismayed, however, to learn that entering the study required several layers of passwords and palm prints. She was great at hacking security systems, but cracking this system's code was very difficult–even for her.
2He Lanjin had no choice but to give up sneaking into the study. She walked to his bedroom instead. She was surprised that the door opened when she pushed it, but she got over it quickly. She rushed into the room and searched through the cabinets, but she couldn't find the phone.
2"Where did he put the phone?" He Lanjin asked softly.
2She recalled the night when she first saw Qiao Hanye. It was her phone that he was holding. She would recognize it from anywhere.
2She has no idea about Qiao Hanye's identity. He Lanjin could not imagine what the consequences would be should he decide to use the videos in her phone.
2While deep in thought, He Lanjin heard heavy footsteps approaching. She quickly looked around the bedroom for somewhere to hide in, but it was too simple. Besides the bed, the wardrobe was the only piece of furniture in the room. She hastily opened the wardrobe and went in.
2He Lanjin regretted her decision as soon as she closed the wardrobe door.
2She saw shirts and trousers, but she did not expect to see other items of clothing, items made specifically... for men.
2He Lanjin awkwardly turned away from the said items. She had graduated from the Military Academy, so it was not difficult for her to hide. She was, however, so nervous that her palms were sweating. She held her breath as the door to the room opened.
2"We'll do as you say," came Qiao Hanye's voice.
2Following behind was Han Beicheng, who took Qiao Hanye's coat and hung it on a rack near the door. "Yes, I'll make the arrangements right away."
2Han Beicheng was about to head out when he suddenly remembered something. He turned around, saying, "Master, do we need to call the chef over?" Qiao Hanye had just moved into Scenery Garden, also known as Jing Garden. Other than the two of them, there were only guards in the dark; they do not have anyone to cook for them.
2"There's no need," Qiao Hanye said.
2His deep black eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes scanned the room and stopped momentarily at the wardrobe.
2"Master." Han Beicheng had been serving Qiao Hanye for many years, which was why he could read almost all of his master's actions–even the tiniest ones. Qiao Hanye's flitting glance at the wardrobe indicated that there was something wrong.
2Scenery Garden was heavily guarded. Not even bugs could fly in. The only outsider was He Lanjin...
2Han Beicheng walked toward the wardrobe, but Qiao Hanye held him off and siad, "You may go."
2"As you wish, Master," Han Beicheng answered and left the room immediately. As he turned to close the door, he took another look at the wardrobe.
2Qiao Hanye started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked to the wardrobe. He placed his hand on the handle to open the wardrobe.
2He Lanjin held her breath. She was so scared that she stretched her arm, ready to grab Qiao Hanye's hand. Instead her hand fell on the side, causing Qiao Hanye's close-fitting boxers to fall on her head. She was about to rush out, but she was both surprised and relieved when Qiao Hanye closed the wardrobe again.
2Qiao Hanye took his phone and dialed a number. "Gather everyone for a video conference a minute from now."
2He took a quick shower and then headed straight to his study.
2Hearing Qiao Hanye's receding footsteps, He Lanjin came out of the wardrobe. She noticed something on her head and was shocked to see that it was one of his boxers. She tried her best to put it back in place. After making sure that everything was neatly arranged, He Lanjin left Qiao Hanye's room.
2"Miss He," called Han Beicheng just as He Lanjin stepped on the corridor. She tried her best to act nonchalant.
2She pretended to do some stretching, put her hands behind her back and walked toward Han Beicheng. "What's the matter?"
2Ps: a serious little Jin 'er, Haha How can I say good things about you when you're so handsome in your wardrobe Tell me with a recommendation ticket, is she handsome?