The man's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it carried a chilling chill that startled Manager Fan!
What, burn all this?!
But the more this happened, the more curious he became about what was written on the card.
Originally, the prince did not have this attitude, but after seeing the card, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, which made people feel creepy.
Just as Manager Fan was daydreaming, he suddenly saw the Emperor's son giving him a cold glance.
Then, the pair of slender, porcelain-white hands began to tear the cards.
The young man tore the paper very elegantly, but his face was filled with anger.
Soon, the light blue card fell like snowflakes and turned into debris on the ground.
Manager Fan looked at the young man in front of him, fearing that he might accidentally offend him.
This new prince of the emperor seems to have a different personality from the previous one, but in fact they are the same. His moods are changeable and his mood is unpredictable, making it really difficult to get along with him.
Manager Fan secretly sighed at his bad luck. He swallowed unconsciously, and there was a hint of tentativeness in his voice.
"Your Highness, shall I send someone over to clean up?"
"Need not."
The young prince spoke in a cold voice and rejected him without even thinking.
Manager Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. If the prince were to face the debris on the ground, he would definitely be in an even worse mood, right
He just took a sneak peek at the scraps of paper on the ground, but unfortunately the prince had torn them into too many pieces, so he couldn't see a single intact word!
What on earth did Master Fiennes write on it that made the Emperor so angry
They say curiosity kills the cat, but Manager Fan couldn't help but guess, as if he was scratching his head and felt uncomfortable if he didn't get the answer.
I guess this will become a mystery. Only Master Fiennes and the Emperor's son know it. The latter will definitely not tell, and he doesn't dare to ask.
As for the former...
Now that everything is about to be burned, Manager Fan will not remind Fiennes of this matter, otherwise he will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.
Just pretend that this gift box got lost along the way.
Manager Fan made up his mind, so he immediately stepped forward and picked up the stack of papers in the box on the long table.
He glanced at it and tried to make out a few words, but found it difficult.
But these papers look like sheet music...
Because the Emperor's son was very special to Su Wan, Manager Fan had specially inquired about Su Wan before, and naturally knew that Su Wan had played the guqin at Miss Tia's birthday party.
So, these papers are all guqin music scores
There are probably very few people in the world today who can play the guqin, and it is extremely difficult to collect guqin scores.
Seeing how old these sheet music are, some of them might be out of print.
Thinking of the Emperor's son saying he wanted to burn all these, Manager Fan couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
What a pity…
However, no matter how regretful he was, he dared not disobey the order of the Emperor's son.
It’s better to burn all these music scores. Out of sight, out of mind. I hope Your Highness will not be angry anymore.
Manager Fan immediately picked up the box and took big strides. Just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard the Emperor's son speak.
"stop."
Manager Fan was startled, his hands holding the things tightened slightly, and his expression became a little nervous.
Why did Your Highness call him back for no reason
You won't give him any difficult tasks, will you
Manager Fan groaned inwardly, fearing that the prince would push him out and ask him to negotiate with Fiennes.
Manager Fan is a very tactful person. Even if he doesn't please others, he definitely doesn't want to make more enemies.
What a joke! He is just a servant. If he is really sent out to negotiate, I am afraid that Fiennes will not blame His Highness, but will start with himself!
Just as Manager Fan was trembling with fear, a cold voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
"Don't burn it yet."
These four short words echoed in Manager Fan's heart like the sound of a huge bell.
It made him unable to recover for a moment.
What should I not burn first?!
Are you referring to the pile of music scores in his hand
After reacting, Manager Fan's eyes suddenly lit up!
He looked at the stack of gray, old papers in his hand with surprise, and for some reason he felt happy.
Although he did not understand the guqin and did not love it, he felt that these scores must be precious things, and it would be a pity if they were really burned.
"Why, are you happy?"
Hearing this, Manager Fan immediately stopped smiling.
"Your Highness, I think some of these music scores may be out of print, so..."
As if extremely impatient, the young man suddenly spoke, interrupting what Manager Fan was saying.
"So what?"
The young prince glared at him coldly, and Manager Fan's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt the hairs on his back stand up.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over. I must have said something wrong just now and offended His Highness!
Manager Fan was complaining in his heart. He opened his lips awkwardly, wanting to speak, but he didn't know how to explain.
The young prince looked down at Manager Fan with eyes as deep as a pool, which made people feel chilly.
Oh, yes, some of the music scores here are out of print...
Fiennes had also emphasized these two words in his previous letters.
Isn't it just to prove how difficult it is to find these music scores for Su Wan
The man had a gloomy face and Manager Fan shuddered, feeling that the other party would lose his temper at any time.
How could he not control his mouth
His Highness just changed his mind with great difficulty, but he still insisted on walking into the muzzle of the gun!
The man in front of him was obviously very young, but his aura made Manager Fan feel scared.
Cold sweat kept coming out of Manager Fan's palms. He gritted his teeth slightly and finally spoke.
Whether he sticks his head out or hides it, he will be killed. His position is awkward, so he still has to ask.
"Your Highness, do we still need to burn these things?"
Seeing the gloomy face of the prince, Manager Fan thought he would get an affirmative answer.
However, the facts were beyond his expectations.
"Lock them all up."
As he spoke, the man waved his hands, signaling Manager Fan that he could leave.
Manager Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that the prince would have this attitude in the end. He was not angry with him, nor did he want to burn the music scores.
However, if it is locked up, does it mean that I don’t have to tell Su Wan about these things
Manager Fan hesitated for a moment and wanted to ask a question, but as soon as the words came to his throat, he swallowed them back immediately.
Well, if you ask, it will probably lead to another bloody storm.
It would be better for him to lock up the music score and keep silent.
Manager Fan nodded respectfully to the young man, then walked out of the study with the music score in his arms, and considerately closed the door.
…
The room was filled with silence.
The young man stood alone, exuding a coldness that kept strangers away.
He lowered his head and swept the debris from his feet.
Fiennes' words automatically reappeared in my mind...
The man's expression became increasingly indifferent, his thin lips tightly pursed.
—It seems that he made Su Wan live too comfortably! She even forgot the basic rules!
(End of this chapter)