Feng San looked at Zhuo Ye who had regained his composure. The corner of his mouth curled up unnoticeably, and he said calmly: "Don't you want to read a book? I'll take you to the study."

Zhuo Ye was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Feng San in surprise: "The study is a big place, Zhuo Ye is afraid it won't be convenient for him to go in, right?"

"I'll be by your side." Feng San said simply.

Zhuo Ye understood what Feng San meant, which meant that with him by her side, she would have no chance of making any small moves. Zhuo Ye couldn't help but curl his lips secretly.

"Then thank you, Third Young Master, and please lead the way." After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Ye said.

Feng San stopped talking and turned around to leave the room. Zhuo Ye followed quietly.

Looking at Feng San's background, Zhuo Ye was puzzled. Where did Feng San's abnormal behavior come from? He felt that the methods he used on her in the past two days were too excessive. He regretted it and wanted to

Compensate her? No! This cold man is not so kind!

Or maybe he suspected that she had approached them on purpose, with some ulterior motive? He wanted to take her to a secret forbidden place and lure her into revealing her true nature? But she was clearly forced to stay here by them...

If you can't figure it out, just wait and see how it gets better...

In Feng San's study.

"After choosing a book, sit there and read." Feng San'an sat down a few days ago and pointed to a small chair opposite and said to Zhuo Ye.

"Watch it here?" Zhuo Ye looked at Feng San and asked in surprise.

"I told you, I'll be by your side." Feng San raised an eyebrow at her: "Or do you want me to accompany you back to your room?"

The corner of Zhuo Ye's mouth twitched twice. He thought he meant monitoring her selection of books by being by his side. It turned out that he had to be by his side even when she was reading...

"I don't dare to waste Third Young Master's time. I think I'd better go back to my room and read it myself after I've made my choice. Besides, this book can't be read in an instant..." Zhuo Ye fought hard.

"It doesn't matter, you can come whenever I'm in the study." Feng San said calmly, then picked up a book on the desk and lowered his head to read.

Seeing Feng San's irrefutable attitude, Zhuo Ye closed his mouth knowingly, thinking to himself that she was just checking information anyway, and it probably wouldn't take long.

Feng San's study is very large, with a wide range of books, including poetry, geography, astronomy, classics, art of war, politics... everything. However, most of the titles are convoluted and difficult to understand. Without reading the content, it is difficult to tell what type they are.

book of.

Feng San sat quietly in front of the desk, and occasionally glanced at Zhuo Ye who was walking back and forth in front of the bookshelf. She took out a book, flipped through two pages, frowned, put it back, and took it out again.

A book, flipped it twice, shook his head again...

After a long while, Zhuo Ye seemed to have finally found a book that he was satisfied with. He took the book and moved to the chair to sit down and read it carefully.

Feng San glanced at the book in Zhuo Ye's hand and recognized it as "Feng Wen Zhi", which was a miscellaneous journal recording the cultural features of various countries.

The more Zhuo Ye read, the tighter his eyebrows became, and his eyes were full of disbelief. After reading for a while, he suddenly seemed to lose his patience. He flipped through the book so fast that it rustled, flipped through it and closed it with a "snap" sound.

After picking up the book, he got up and went to the bookshelf, put it back, and started looking for other books.
Chapter completed!