Du Muhan glanced at her, and it was obvious that he was a little unhappy: "I am only interested in human corpses."
"It feels like you treat them better than humans." At least much better than her.
At this moment, Su Qiao suddenly felt a little unbalanced.
"They are cute, loyal, don't lie, don't..." After a pause, Du Muhan seemed to realize that it was inappropriate to tell her this.
"Go sit on the sofa for a while. I'll pour you some water, but I only have boiled water."
"Whatever!" Su Qiao did not sit on the sofa, but stood up and began to look around the large living room which was over 40 square meters.
Italian ceiling, marble coffee table, gray and white marble floor tiles, leather sofa, TV, TV cabinet, vertical air conditioner, hollow partition with books, black and white dining table, white walls...
The decoration is simple, just like him, without too many complicated things, exuding a sense of coldness.
Su Qiao walked to the hollow partition and slowly scanned the neatly arranged books on it.
Others usually place beautiful and stylish ornaments in such places, but he just uses it to store books.
As if she remembered something, she suddenly turned around and looked at the man who was holding a glass of water: "By the way, you seemed to hate me before?"
Du Muhan paused, handed the glass in his hand to her, and said calmly: "I hate those who are born with everything."
Su Qiao instantly felt that the water he had just drunk was bland and tasteless.
So that’s why
This is too unfair to her.
On the surface, the original body seemed to have a good family background, and was just a little princess who had lived in a castle since childhood, but in fact...
Forget it, Su Qiao didn’t want to talk about these things with him anymore.
"With so many books, it seems you have a wide range of interests."
Law, detective, computer, business, military politics, painting, and even breeding, this man really reads all kinds of books. Does he want to become an all-round talent
Suddenly, Su Qiao saw a set of detective suspense novels on the top shelf.
It was a set of novels based on real cases. It was very popular in the past few years. However, it was later banned from publication because some of the illustrations were too realistic and the descriptions were too bloody.
"You actually have this set?" She was looking for this set of books a few days ago, and unexpectedly found it here.
"Huh? Why is one book missing? Where's the sixth one?" There are a total of ten books in this series of suspenseful crime novels, but Su Qiao read it again and found that one book was still missing.
Du Muhan is tall, so he reached out to help her take down the books one by one and put them on the cabinet: "I lost it when I went to the park."
"What a pity! This is a collector's edition and it's no longer available for sale."
Du Muhan didn't show any regret. He took out a canvas bag from the cabinet below, stuffed the books into it one by one, and handed it to Su Qiao: "Take it back and read it!"
"Then I won't be polite." Su Qiao really wanted to take a look. After all, the cases here were all real cases and were worth learning from.
"But, you help me install it now, are you seeing me off?"
Du Muhan was stunned, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "I helped you pack it because I was worried that it would be difficult for you to take it later. Why do you have such a strange idea?"
“…” The strange reaction was, “How are you?”
In ancient times, guests were served tea. Nowadays, when the host invites guests to stay for dinner, or hints that he has something to do later, he is seeing them off.