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Qiao Tan had something to say, telling Shen Qingge from the side that he should cooperate well.

Shen Qingge understood, but didn't answer, she took a few steps forward, "Can I go in now?" ”

"Yes." Qiao Tan smiled gently, "I brought Miss Shen here just to talk to Miss Shen here. ”

Qiao Tan walked two steps quickly, walked in front of Shen Qingge, and led her to the living room.

Along the way, Shen Qingge found that this villa was just like Qiao Tan said, and few people knew that this was his private villa.

Because she didn't even see the servant.

Shen Qingge said tentatively: "It can be seen that you don't come here often. ”

"Do you mean there are no servants?"

Qiao Tan reacted very quickly, "I don't trust strangers, so I haven't arranged any servants here, but Miss Shen can rest assured that someone here will clean and place things regularly." ”

Shen Qingge sat down under his guidance.

Qiao Tan picked up the kettle on the coffee table and poured her a glass of water, "Does Miss Shen know what the story of this place is?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not from Jingcheng, I don't know."

Shen Qingge touched the teacup with his hand.

It turned out to be lukewarm.

She had a heart, maybe there were other people in this villa, but she didn't see it, if it was just cleaning and placing things regularly according to what Qiao Tan said, it was impossible that the water would still be warm.

Qiao Tan didn't notice Shen Qingge's small movements, and smiled slightly, "Since Shen Qingge doesn't know, then I'm honored to tell Miss Shen about the origin of this villa." ”

Shen Qingge bowed slightly, indicating that he agreed with him to speak.

Qiao Tan poured himself another cup of tea, then picked up the teacup, and asked a little incoherently: "How about this teacup?" ”

"Very good."

Shen Qingge replied very cautiously.

Qiao Tan smiled, feeling a little satisfied, "I personally picked this teacup." ”

Shen Qingge didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, and when he heard this, he only said, "You have a good eye." ”

"That's good."

Qiao Tan happily accepted this compliment, "Because my mother likes this type of thing very much, I have been exposed to it since I was a child, and I naturally learned some of it." ”

Seeing that he said this, Shen Qingge followed his words and asked, "Then who is your mother?" ”

"Artist."

Qiao Tan's smile was a little show-off, "He is also a tea master, and he was also very famous when he was young." ”

"That's good."

Shen Qingge whispered, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, "Then your mother should be a very elegant person." ”

Qiao Tan nodded and said, "It's very elegant." ”

Shen Qingge said: "I hope to meet if I have the opportunity." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Tan's mood suddenly sank and said, "She's dead." ”

"Huh?"

Shen Qingge didn't react a little, "What do you mean?" ”

Who died?

"My mother died."

Qiao Tan repeated his words again, "Died when she was youngest, to be precise, she died just after she left me." ”

Shen Qingge hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I don't know this." ”

At the same time, there were some doubts in her heart.

How did you die?

She knew that there must be various disputes in a family like the Qiao family.

However, according to Qiao Tan, her mother is just an artist, and her personality should be indisputable, so she will not get involved in this.

So how did it die?

Qiao Tan suddenly added, "She was killed by someone." ”

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