The Butler pushed the door open and entered. He reported to the person behind the desk, " young master, miss is back, but she doesn't seem to be very happy. &Quot;
"What's wrong?" He asked.
The Butler shook his head. &Quot; I asked, but miss didn't say anything. She seemed absent-minded. &Quot;
"Yes, I know."
The Butler glanced at the young master. He really couldn't see the young master's expression, so he gave up and left the study.
On the other side.
In han qiqing's bedroom, she was lying on the sofa and hugging a pillow. Her expression was sullen and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
Knock knock knock
There was a knock on the door.
Han qiqing didn't react, as if she didn't hear him.
Knock knock knock
He knocked twice more, this time a little higher.
Han qiqing looked up. &Quot; who is it? "
"It's me," he said. A cold voice was heard.
Han qiqing was stunned. She could tell that it was her brother's voice and sat up abruptly.
