As soon as Qianqian got home and entered the house, she saw Yan Chengqian sitting lonely on the sofa, and only when she heard the sound did she look up at her, his slightly tense face made her a little uncomfortable, and when she approached him and sat beside him, he asked:

"How's your work going?"

She nodded and said, "Well, that's good! And you know, I've been your butler too!"

"Qianqian, I'm very happy to see you look so cheerful now, but if you can, I still hope that you don't have to go to work in the future and concentrate on being my personal housekeeper, okay?" she could hear the urgency in his tone, but she couldn't back down.

"Cheng Qian, now I have something to do, so can you wait a little longer?"

He looked at her for a long time, and an inaudible sigh drifted into her heart: "I knew you would say that, I would wait for you, but don't make me wait too long." Five years of waiting has made him eager to marry her and go home, and any more waiting for him is afraid that he will lose everything.

She pursed her delicate red lips and thought for a while before asking, "Well, by the way, Cheng Qian, I want to know who killed my parents?" In her opinion, if it was really Yan Zhengxi who killed them, he could have admitted it directly, after all, he hated her so much, and he would take it for granted to kill them, but he vaguely asked her to guess.

She had never dared to find out about the death of her adoptive parents, and she just blindly avoided it, because she always thought that she had indirectly killed them.

Her words made Yan Chengqian's heart suffocate, his body stiffened, his eyes flickered away from her eager gaze and said, "Why do you suddenly want to investigate this matter, haven't you always resisted?"

"I just want to get to the bottom of the matter, because I don't want to run away anymore, and this kind of escape is actually disrespectful to my parents, so I thought about it, can you help me find out?" her pleading tone and shining gaze made him feel as uncomfortable as an execution.

After a long time, he said lightly, "Okay!"

"Thank you Cheng Qian, I'll go cook sugar water for you to eat, what do you want to eat? Ah, the rock sugar snow clam bar is moist enough, just cook this." Suddenly remembered that Yan Zhengxi seemed to have a few coughs today, so cook a little more and bring it to him tomorrow, take care of him by his side as his sister, I believe Xiaoluo will also approve of it.

Xiaoluo, no amount of sorry can be exchanged for your life, so I will live well for you.

The next day, Qianqian came to the presidential suite 01VIP with a thermos flask, rang the doorbell but did not respond, she felt that something was wrong, she hurried to the manager of the housekeeping department to open the door.

Just as soon as they knocked on the door, both of them were startled by the situation inside, only to see that the inside had already been in shambles, there were many glass shards on the carpet, and some stains that could not be seen clearly, and then looked closely, there were still blood stains on it, and the furniture was also overturned on the ground, and the owner lay on the blanket and fell asleep.

Qianqian and the room manager hurriedly ran over to help him up, slapped his face with his hand, but there was no response, the smell of wine on his body was very choking, and she was dizzy, it seemed that he drank a lot of wine last night.

"Let the people from the cleaning department come over and clean it, and Manager Xiao, find a boy to come over and help take him to the hospital. "With her strength alone, she would never be able to support his 185-centimeter-tall body, and there were blood stains on the soles of his feet and hands, apparently cut by glass.

"Okay, Miss Luo, you wait a minute. The manager didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly called two male waiters over the walkie-talkie, and then lifted Yan Zhengxi up, and Qianqian followed closely behind, because the injury was not very serious, so she didn't plan to call 120, but directly asked someone to drive him to the hospital.

Qianqian stayed in the ward, her eyes sometimes poked into the hospital bed, her hands were rubbed together from time to time due to anxiety, remembering what the doctor said just now, which made her still have some palpitations.

At this time, after Yan Zhengxi gradually woke up, he looked around with dilated eyes, only to realize that this was the hospital, and then saw the person sitting next to him with his head lowered, he completely sobered up, sat up and asked coldly: "Who asked you to send me to the hospital." ”

Hearing this, Qianqian raised her head to meet his yin owl eyes, and his tone made her a little unhappy, so she said coldly: "I don't send you to the hospital, then do you want to be the son-in-law of the king of Hades?"

"Who wants you to be troublesome?" He didn't appreciate it at all, glared at her coldly, and then pulled out the drip, and the blood sprayed out, but he let the blood flow out as if he didn't feel it, and got out of bed and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Qianqian pulled him and roared in a low voice: "Do you know that you almost died of alcohol poisoning......"

Yan Zhengxi squinted at the nervousness on her face, and said with a look of disdain and anger: "Then you don't have to worry about it, you better take care of yourself! I want to eat Thai food for lunch at noon, if it is not authentic, I will not be polite to you." ”

He just wanted to embarrass her, looking at her nervous look, he was angry, why was she nervous about him?

"The hospital said you can't eat these spicy things yet, you can only eat porridge, don't you know that your stomach is already crying? She calmed down, hoping that he would stop making fun of his body, which would make her feel more guilty.

"Aren't you all responsible for this?" he always had a way of darkening her little face.