The maid trembled and knelt on the ground, "Master, it was me... I did it all. I originally wanted to drug the young master, and then... then... "
Chen Wanrou was a little impatient with her grinding: "Then what? Why don't you tell me quickly and give my son justice!"
"Then... I took the opportunity to sneak into the young master's room, so that I could have a romantic night with him, and I could take this opportunity to climb a high branch... I wouldn't have to do such rough work in the future. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the young master was not in my room... "
Qin Yuyan coughed twice and glanced at Song Nanruo from time to time. His voice was weak, "Miss Song is new here. I was worried that she would not be used to living outside the house, so I went to have a look."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin's expression improved a little. He didn't know whether he believed what they said or was glad that they had found a decent explanation.
He looked at Song Nanruo with an indescribable meaning in his eyes, "Girl, what happened today made you laugh. It's because I failed to discipline my servants that this happened."
Song Nanruo glanced at everyone in the living room expressionlessly. At this point, she knew that the matter had come to an end.
Qin Zheng and Chen Wanrou looked like they were protecting Qin Yuyan. Mr. Qin didn't want to make this matter a big deal. Qin Shiyue, the only one who was angry for her, also had an awkward position in the Qin family.
In addition, she didn't suffer any real harm, so she decided to follow Mr. Qin's wishes and make big things into trivial matters, not bothering to argue with them.
Thinking of this, Song Nanruo made a concession, "Well, it doesn't matter. Since it was found to be a misunderstanding, I naturally won't take it to heart."
Mr. Qin smiled brightly and said, "I will call your home personally to explain this matter clearly. I hope you won't feel bad about it. Grandpa still likes you very much."
Song Nanruo: "I know, it won't happen."
Seeing her relent, Mr. Qin felt relieved, "Okay, it's getting late. I'll ask the servant to tidy up a new guest room for you. You should go back and rest quickly."
"Everyone else should go back and rest."
Song Nanruo nodded and left behind the servant.
"Dad, then I will take Wanrou and the others back to rest."
After that, everyone dispersed one by one. Qin Zheng and Chen Wanrou helped Qin Yuyan up and sent him back to the room.
Qin Yuyan's eyes followed Song Nanruo reluctantly.
Qin Zheng glared at him and cursed in a low voice: "You're worthless."
After watching Song Nanruo walk into the room next to his, Qin Shiyue looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I'm going back to rest too."
He walked back to his room and was about to open the door when he heard Mr. Qin's voice behind him.
"Shiyue, come with me."
Qin Shiyue turned around and saw Mr. Qin standing not far away with a serious face.
Seeing Qin Shiyue's reaction, Mr. Qin turned around and left without saying much.
Qin Shiyue's eyes were dim and unclear, and he had a vague guess in his heart, and he followed Mr. Qin into the study.
"What's going on between you and Girl Song?" The old man's voice was cold and hard, without much emotion.
Qin Shiyue slowly raised his eyes and met Mr. Qin's gaze, "I have nothing to do with her. This time I asked her to come over and repair the piano for you."
His tone was matter-of-fact: "This piano was made by her own hands. I think no one can understand this piano better than her, so I invited her over."
But Mr. Qin clearly didn't believe what he said, and snorted coldly, "You can lie to others, but you still want to lie to me? I clearly saw you two coming out of your room together, and you still told me that you have nothing to do with me. ?”
Qin Shiyue pursed his lips.
Now that he has seen it all, he has nothing to explain.
Mr. Qin gave him a meaningful look, and then said earnestly: "Shiyue, there are some things you can want, and some things you can't touch. Don't think about things that don't belong to you."
The implication of this sentence was obvious. Qin Shiyue asked dissatisfiedly: "I have never owned it, so how do I know if it belongs to me?"
"What doesn't belong to you doesn't belong to you after all. What's the point of being so stubborn?" Mr. Qin's tone was a little sulky.
"Really?" Qin Shiyue asked coldly, obviously not agreeing with what Mr. Qin said.
Looking at his expression, Mr. Qin knew that he couldn't listen to his words. He slammed the table and said, "Get out and reflect on it. Don't think about things that don't belong to you!"
Qin Shiyue did not argue with Mr. Qin anymore and walked out of the study. The door was closed tightly behind him. He leaned against the wall and looked at the dazzling lights on the ceiling.
That clear and cold figure quietly appeared in his mind, and every move, every frown, and every smile was deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory.
"What doesn't belong to you doesn't belong to you after all—"
Suddenly, Mr. Qin's words echoed in his ears.
Qin Shiyue closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.
Don’t you belong
Ah-
Just wait and see.
(End of chapter)