"Qingqing! Qingqing, open the door!"

Bai Qingqing was about to leave when a familiar voice came from the door. Zhan Moshen didn't even bring an umbrella, and stood under a sycamore tree at the door and shouted.

"Miss Bai, look, Master Zhan is here. It's still raining outside. Why not open the door for him first?" Butler Xu asked anxiously.

"No need." Bai Qingqing said coldly. If it weren't for the photo yesterday, she might have opened the door for him, but now there is no door!

The rain outside is drizzling and tends to grow stronger.

"Bai Qingqing, I won't leave if you don't open the door for me!" Zhan Moshen shouted outside the door. He had enough patience to pursue her.

Bai Qingqing felt irritable in the room, so she simply brought her headphones and started listening to music.

Five minutes later, Butler Xu couldn't bear to see and said, "Miss Bai, please give Mr. Zhan another chance. It's not a big deal to keep getting wet outside, let alone Mr. Zhan's shoulders still have wounds. What if the wound is infected?"

Accompanied by Butler Xu's thoughts, Bai Qingqing suddenly got up and walked outside.

Like Zhan Moshen, she also did not bring an umbrella. She came to Zhan Moshen in the rain, with an iron door between them.

"You go, you have been fired." Bai Qingqing said with a cold face.

Seeing her like this, Zhan Moshen felt particularly panicked. She had never spoken to him in this tone before. He could feel that her love was decreasing little by little, but he didn't want it.

"Why, I always have to give me a reason. Did I do something bad yesterday?" Zhan Mo asked in confusion.

"Yesterday was OK, but my No. 9 Mansion does not accept a person who is late to work, nor does it accept a fickle scumbag!" Bai Qingqing said quietly.

"I don't really understand what you are talking about." Zhan Moshen asked confusedly. He thought he had nothing to do with the word "fictional scumbag".

Seeing that he was still quibbling, Bai Qingqing directly handed the photo sent by Shangguan Lingxin to him yesterday.

"Did you see clearly?" Bai Qingqing asked with a sneer.

Seeing the photo of Shangguan Lingxin leaning against his chest, Zhan Moshen frowned. He looked at Bai Qingqing uneasyly and said, "I can explain that yesterday was because--"

Zhan Moshen had no time to say his explanation, Bai Qingqing interrupted him directly.

"No need to explain, I won't listen. None of the Zhan family is a good person. Grandma Xuanxing died at your hands!" Bai Qingqing said as she walked straight inside.

Zhan Moshen opened his mouth, feeling extremely powerless. Can his great-grandfather's blame be thrown on him?

After Bai Qingqing finished speaking, she got up and walked inside.

The rain was still falling. When Bai Qingqing came to the second floor and looked out from the balcony, she found that there was no trace of Zhan Moshen.

Sure enough, he left.

Bai Qingqing sighed and said, "It's better if she leaves, so she won't be soft-hearted anymore."

...

In Nanshan Garden, Shangguan Lingxin came to Nanshan Garden again today and was preparing to change the medicine for Zhan Moshen's wound, but she opened the door of the room and found that Zhan Moshen had long disappeared.
Chapter completed!