After waiting for a long time, there was no sound from the room, so she directly pushed the door open and went in.
What greeted him was the pungent smell of smoke.
The curtains were drawn and the lights were not turned on, so the light in the study room was extremely dark.
Qu Huaian waved his hand to get rid of the pungent smell of smoke. He saw the man sitting on the leather chair, his face calm but ugly. He held the cigarette between his fingers and put it to his mouth from time to time, blowing out thin smoke.
It was hard to hide his dejection.
She walked over and placed the cup in front of him. &Quot; the Butler brewed some tea for you. Drink it to cool down. &Quot;
Xie tingxi didn't seem to hear it. He picked up the cup, turned around, and smashed it on the glass window.
The glass shattered and the herbal tea splashed all over the floor.
Qu Huai 'an had long been mentally prepared, but he was still frightened by his sudden ruthlessness.
