Lan Hai still didn't dare to answer, but thought in his heart: The master is really different from Miss An. The owner is never nervous about things, nor does he laugh, and he never approaches others, but Miss An is definitely an exception!

It's just that Lan Hai didn't dare to say these words.

The rights and wrongs of the emperor's night, in this family, no one dares to discuss it casually.

An Xiaolin smiled bitterly, after last night's life and death, she needed to reconsider Huangfu Ye's patience with her.

At first, she thought that as long as she refused to hand over the key, no matter how Huang Fu tortured her at night, he would not kill her.

But she underestimated this man, who was afraid that he would not mind letting her lose her life.

Laws and systems can only restrain poor people like An Xiaolin, and people like him are just a piece of waste paper.

Maybe he casually threw a Qianlong saucer or Kangxi's teacup, even if she died, she could simply be written as suicide or any accident.

An Xiaolin didn't dare to take any more risks, and a new idea popped up in her heart.

After thinking about it, An Xiaolin asked Lan Hai, "Where is he now?"

"I don't know, the owner has very little time to sleep, I think...... If he's not in the gym, he's in the study!" Lan Hai said.

"Can you go and help me spread the word that I want to see him? I have something very important!" An Xiaolin said.

Lan Hai nodded: "Miss An, wait a minute, I'll try it." ”

As soon as Lan Hai left, she hurriedly changed into a set of clothes.

She thought that the man wanted the key so much, and he should not refuse her request to meet.

Sure enough, as soon as she changed her clothes and combed her hair, Lan Hai came back and said happily, "Miss An, the master invites you to the study." ”

An Xiaolin nodded, followed Lan Hai out of the door, went up to the third floor, and walked to the end of the corridor, Lan Hai pointed to a carved door of cherry mahogany and said, "Miss An, the master let you go in by yourself." ”

said, without waiting for An Xiaolin to react, bowed slightly, and bowed down.

An Xiaolin watched Lan Hai leave, and suddenly became a little nervous.

The hand reached for the door, retracted, and then reached again.

After repeating this several times, I finally gritted my teeth and knocked on the door.

"Come in. An indifferent voice came from the study.

Just hearing his voice made An Xiaolin nervous.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in her heart, and pushed the door open, and the smell of ink came from the book.

An Xiaolin's eyes widened in surprise.

At the moment, she felt like she was in a huge library.

In the room, there are at least dozens of bookshelves, and each bookshelf is full of books.

An Xiaolin forgot her fear for a while, walked in slowly, and skimmed over the books on the shelves.

Divided into categories, ancient and modern masterpieces, Chinese and foreign legends, everything.

Is this really just his study?

After taking two more steps, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the painting behind his bookcase: "This is Tang Bohu's real handiwork?"

"If you like it......" He finally looked up, but as soon as he started talking, he was interrupted by An Xiaolin: "I won't exchange with you." ”

She just wondered, where is this man sacred, how can he have such a superb and unique book?

"If it's okay, let's get out!" he immediately cooled down.

"I ...... Just wanted to thank you for taking care of me last night. An Xiaolin opened tentatively.

"I'm just afraid that I'll miss your dreams, what if I tell you where the key is hiding?" he replied calmly.

"You ......"

She knew that this man would never be so kind, let alone have a conscience.

"There's a question I want to ask you. An Xiaolin thought about it, and it obviously didn't make any sense to sit down on the only tiger skin chair in front of his desk and be angry with him.

Say. He hung his head, as if there was no exchange, and he was not interested in her words.

"Can you tell me what that 'baby' is?" An Xiaolin asked, she was really curious about this.

His face slowly rose to a dark cloud.

The handsome face gradually twitched, and instantly darkened.

Seeing his strange appearance, An Xiaolin asked, "What's wrong with you, don't you want to answer my question?"

"Get out!"

He roared suddenly.

The look of anticipation in his eyes had completely disappeared. In its place, there is a bitter and angry apathy because of the memory.

"If you really want the key so much, you shouldn't even be happy to tell me, right? Is it an antique worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and you are afraid that after I know it, you will be even more reluctant to give it to you?"

"Get out of here!" he almost gritted his teeth, apparently not much more to say.

The book in his hand was thrown heavily on the table with a "pop", and his face was already gloomy and scary.

The whole room was filled with a strong air conditioner!

An Xiaolin's beautiful eyes lit up, and she raised her head calmly and stubbornly: "Whether you say it or not, I have to tell you that even if I die, you won't get the key." ”

"Get out—"

He finally roared.

The whole room was flooded with his rage......

Helpless, she had to withdraw in a hurry.

Out of the door of the study, An Xiaolin's eyebrows tightened, and in her heart, she was puzzled and puzzled.

Why didn't he even want to say this? Is there really any last resort?

And what treasure can be found with that key?

What's in there?

She was getting more and more curious......