When-

The long handle of the porcelain spoon slammed into the rim of the cup, making a crisp sound.

In this quiet room, it is exceptionally clear.

The slender fingers that belonged to Sheng Qing had been removed from the handle of the spoon. Turning his head, he looked at Bo Jinghan and looked at her.

The eyes that seem to be starry are covered with thin shadows because of the backlight.

This made his originally warm and translucent eyes a little hazy, as if they were covered with a layer of fog, which was incomprehensible.

“cynthia。”

He called her softly, and his voice was similar to Sheng Qing's.

It's just that there is less warmth of the sun and more calm ice.

Bo Jinghan was uneasy in his heart, and raised a strong sense of vigilance, but he still smiled elegantly and calmly, raised his eyes and swept over the midnight dream, which always distorted the face that appeared in the nightmare, unconsciously raised his eyebrows, and randomly squeezed out a nasal voice to respond to him.

"Huh?"

"As the heir of the Bo family, there is no reason why you don't know the key to the Bo family. However, as far as I know, this key should be Mrs. Bo...... It's your grandmother's family heirloom. It has always been a matter of passing on women to men. Passed down from generation to generation, I think it should be in your mother's hands. Excuse me, your mother, did she give you anything like a key? ”

At this moment, Shengqing's look and voice are all full of modesty. He was polite and polite, smiling gently, and as he spoke, every expression seemed to be declaring his friendliness to her.

But Bo Jinghan felt an inexplicable pressure sweeping towards him.

What she saw was the fangs of the demon hidden beneath his hypocritical gentlemanly exterior......

Lowering his eyes, Bo Jinghan hid the tremor in his eyes.

She reached out and picked up the cup, brought the light porcelain cup to her lips, took a sip of milk tea, suppressed the anxiety and panic churning in her heart, and seemed to look at the liquid in the cup pensively. After a while, he said lightly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just, don't you think your request is strange?" Since the key you are talking about is an heirloom of my grandmother's family. Her old family was passed on to my mother, and it should be me in the future. No matter how you put it, it's all my Bo's thing, not yours. Moreover, I don't understand, it's just a key, and the gentleman is not the villain. If you are already going to be villains, why do you need it? Do you want to claim to the outside world that the key is handed over by me, an unfilial daughter, who is afraid of you? You refused again and again, and finally reluctantly accepted it? Oh, when you become a villain, you have to establish yourself with a sanctimonious gentleman's image, what is the difference between this and the table of the archway! ”

Bo Jinghan's understatement sounded like he was protecting his own interests, but in fact, he was asking about the specific effect of the key. At the same time, he didn't forget to sarcastically ridicule the two guys in front of him who sang double reeds, and in a few words, he compared them to villains of the same level as the little.

This mouth is definitely a knife, a sharp blade, poisonous enough, ruthless and mean!

But the two of them didn't understand what the of the archway meant at all, and they just frowned when she said that the gentleman was a villain.

After taking her to finish, I saw Sheng Qing leaning forward slightly, and even the oppressive force approached her-

"Cynthia, it's not good to know too much. I hope you have a good cooperation! ”

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