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Chapter 193 The secret hidden on the third floor

The car quickly stopped at the entrance of He's house, and Mu Ningxi got out of the car consciously.

Before she could stand still, the car behind her had already driven away.

Mu Ningxi turned around in surprise, and the servant on the side awkwardly helped explain.

"The young master must have gone to the company. He rarely comes back at this time on weekdays. He usually doesn't come home until evening."

snort!

Mu Ningxi snorted coldly in her heart, it would be better if He Tingchen was not here, she would be freer.

When she entered the old house, the servant accompanying her took the initiative to ask if she wanted to prepare lunch for her.

Mu Ningxi had eaten in the hospital, so she rejected the servant's proposal.

"No, I'm going to rest, you can go work!"

The servant immediately left.

Looking at the empty living room, Mu Ningxi thought of the mysterious third floor.

Taking advantage of the time spent in He's house these past few days, she had already taken a look around the large house.

Apart from He Tingchen's study and bedroom, there is only this mysterious third floor that I haven't been to yet.

The maid kept stressing to her that the third floor was a forbidden area and no one could go up there without He Tingchen's permission. It was said that it was because there were things very precious to He Tingchen hidden on it.

After much deliberation, Nuanyu was most likely hidden on the third floor.

In order to get Nuan Yu, Mu Ningxi decided to take a risk.

Coincidentally, He Tingchen was not at home, making it easier for her to do things.

She took advantage of the servant's inattention, avoided surveillance, and quickly climbed to the third floor.

On the entire third floor, only the largest room at the end of the corridor had its door closed and locked.

Mu Ningxi stood at the door and carefully studied the copper lock on the door. It looked old-fashioned and simple, but in fact it was extremely difficult.

Behind the copper lock, there is also an alarm wire, which will sound an alarm if you are not careful.

Mu Ningxi took out a hairpin from her hair and found a silver needle hidden inside. This needle could not only be used to treat illnesses and save people, but could also unlock various mechanical locks.

She carefully inserted the silver needle into the copper lock and rotated it back and forth, looking for a breakthrough.

Time passed by, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pin dropping.

"Crack!"

With a slight sound, the corners of Mu Ningxi's mouth gradually raised, and she gently removed the lock from the door.

She didn't dare to open the door too wide, she only opened it a crack and got in deftly.

The layout of the interior was somewhat different from what Mu Ningxi had expected. There were messy drawing boards everywhere in the huge space, and they were covered with white cloth so that the contents on the drawings could not be seen for the time being.

Time was limited, so Mu Ningxi did not dare to stay longer. She searched everywhere but found nothing.

This room was empty except for the drawing board. There was not even a cabinet, so there was no place to hide anything.

After Mu Ningxi knew that Nuanyu was not in the room, she prepared to leave immediately.

But she always felt as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat. Finally, she couldn't help it and opened the white cloth covering the drawing board.

It is a very simple but beautiful figure painting. Each stroke is very detailed, and you can feel Huahuaren's care when painting.

There is only the back of a girl in a pink skirt, and the front face cannot be seen, but it gives her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Mu Ningxi opened the white cloths on several other drawing boards. Unexpectedly, the pictures under these white cloths were all similar. Except for the different backgrounds, the characters in the paintings were all the same. They were wearing the same pink skirt, but none of them had front faces.

Is this the real Bai Yueguang in He Tingchen's heart?

How could someone other than someone whom he loved deeply draw these words with all his heart and also list the place where these paintings are collected as a restricted area, preventing anyone from entering?

Unexpectedly, He Tingchen's seemingly cold and ruthless appearance actually hides such an infatuated heart.

There was a sound coming from downstairs, it was probably He Tingchen who was back, and Mu Ningxi's nervous heart almost rose to her throat.


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