On a brightly lit night, the house was quiet and gloomy. The depressing atmosphere for two consecutive days made the servants tremble, fearing that they would be affected by the anger of the masters.

In the dark corridor, a figure was holding the wall. Judging from the outline of the back, it was vaguely visible that it was a man. He walked slowly, and his black clothes were almost integrated with the night sky. In the blur, he could only see a pair of eyes.

There have always been few people coming up on the fourth floor. On weekdays, only servants come up to clean the room, and no one else is left for the rest of the time.

The tall and thin figure suddenly stopped, reached out to take out a magnetic card from his pocket, and pressed it on the door.

The small button on the door lit up and a beep sound. The man immediately turned his head and looked around, afraid that he would alarm the people downstairs.

After confirming that he was the only one on the entire floor, the man opened the door with confidence and entered the room, and then quickly closed the door again.

Fearing that someone was seen, the man didn't dare to turn on the light when he entered the room. He just took his mobile phone to light it. He walked straight to the closet, and his idle other hand subconsciously wanted to open the closet.

"Depend on!"

The left hand was lifted up with difficulty and then hung down weakly within two seconds. The man then remembered that his left hand had been ruined and that this hand was just a decoration.

A little annoyance flashed in the man's eyes, and he couldn't help but swear, "Damn it, Jian Qing, you little bitch, I won't let you go."

Thinking of the culprit who made him look like this, the man's forehead bulged with blue veins, he held his phone in his mouth and pointed it at the wardrobe. His right hand, which was not injured, opened the wardrobe, and a faint fragrance poured out. The man closed his eyes and approached the wardrobe and sniffed hard. The appearance seemed a bit perverted.

"It smells so good!"

The man was a little dissatisfied with sniffing like this, and grabbed a piece of clothing and pressed it on his cheek, squinting his eyes with pleasure.

Jian Qing's beautiful little face unconsciously appeared in his mind, and the vicious and obsessive colors were intertwined in his eyes.

He reorganized the clothes in his hand and hung them back on the hanger. He walked towards the bed with his cell phone, poured his body towards the bed, rolled on the bed for a few times before he gave up.

Jian Qing, aren’t you aloof?

I want to see how wonderful your expression is when you know your clothes and your bed has been touched by me.

After sorting out the wrinkles on the quilt that were rolled and crumpled by him, the man quickly found a small black object the size of a thumb cover from his pocket, and walked quickly towards the bathroom with the faint light of his phone.

Following his thoughts before, he stepped on the small stool in the bathroom and directly installed the small black object in his hand on the edge of the door frame.

Coincidentally, the edges of the bathroom door frame are black, and small black objects are tightly attached to it. If you don’t look closely, you won’t be able to see it at all. What’s more, no one will stare at the door frame for nothing. The man’s actions are obviously planning for a long time.

He jumped out of the chair and wiped off the footprints left on the chair. Then the man moved the chair back to his original position and then walked out of the bathroom.

Before leaving the room in the end, the man was more careful and carefully checked that there was no trace of him coming in the room before leaving.

Compared with the carefulness when he came, the man's steps became light and he walked downstairs.

"Master Cheng, are you?" As soon as he arrived at the third floor, a sound came from his face, which made his heart skip a beat.

After calming down, he looked up and saw the visitor. Xiang Cheng looked calm, "Brother Qiu, I'm here to find A Yu, where are others?"

Uncle Qiu looked at him and frowned, "Young Master Yu just came back and is downstairs now."

"Is that so? I thought he was in the room, so I'll go down to find him first." Xiang Cheng said with a smile.

"Master Cheng, have you just gone up to the fourth floor?" Qiu Bo's eyes darkened, staring at the change on Xiang Cheng's face, and asked tentatively.

Xiang Cheng said, "I couldn't find A Yu on the third floor. I thought he was on the fourth floor. I just planned to go up and was stopped by you, Bo Qiu. Since A Yu is downstairs, I don't have to go up."

Qiu Bo nodded, Xiang Cheng walked around him and went downstairs. Looking at his back, Qiu Bo always felt something was wrong in his heart.

After thinking about it, Qiu Bo hurriedly walked up to the fourth floor, his windy appearance did not match his age at all.

After going up the fourth floor, Qiu Bo went directly to Jian Qing's room and carefully checked that the door lock was not damaged. He then felt a little relieved.

The door locks of the entire house are specially customized, and the locks in each room are different. If you want to open the door, you can only remove the door in addition to the magnetic card equipped.

Obviously, the lock is not damaged in any way.

Could it be that he is too careless?

Qiu Bo frowned and went downstairs. He saw Xiang Cheng and An Yu chatting in the living room. After watching for a while, there was no abnormality in Xiang Cheng and shook his head.

Hopefully he really thought too much.

Xiang Cheng was chatting with An Yu, and when he saw Qiu Bo turning around and leaving at the stairs, he felt a little relieved.

That old guy probably won't show anything...

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Quan Family

After dinner, Quan Mingxuan accompanied Mr. Quan to play chess, while Quan Yifei squatted beside the old man to watch the battle.

"That boy Jingwu is not coming back tonight?" Mr. Quan left a son and spoke slowly, with a little helplessness in his tone.

"Grandpa, don't expect your third brother to come back these days. He, he is going to pursue his future third sister-in-law." Quan Yifei bit her in her hand with the pastry, and said vaguely.

"What, hasn't that girl returned to An's house to live? Jingwu went to An's house?" Old Master Quan was stunned and looked up at Quan Yifei.

"No, Jian Qing has returned to Shijin Haoting to live in the past two days. The second brother said that the third brother ordered something at Qianshizhai, and it should be Jian Qing's place to eat it." After swallowing the pastry, Quan Yifei explained.

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