"This," An Yi shrugged and smiled, "go tell the young master."
"I refuse!"
The knife hit hard, directly piercing the ribs and smashing it. Song Xiaozhi's face was disgusting, "I was hit several times by the cold-faced young master with ice cubes, and almost died. Now I have been injured again. You have no apology."
Regardless of sincerity, you still want me to understand and continue working?"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, "I, Song Xiaozhi, want to tell you Master Nangong clearly word for word, I! No! Do it! His threats are all bullshit to me, Song Xiaozhi!"
An Yi looked at her, silent.
After a moment of silence, An Yi asked: "When are you going to tell the young master this?"
Song Xiaozhi shouted, and his depressed mood felt much better.
She picked up the knife and continued to eat the pasta gracefully, "It depends on the situation. I'll see you in the morning."
Of course, she had to change her words to something legitimate and non-sweary. She had no doubt that Nangong Jue would kill her when he heard these words.
An Yi pointed to the room next door, "Next door is the study room. The young master has been staying in the room to handle official business after having dinner just now."
"So?" Zhizhi disagreed.
"The wall of this guest room was destroyed due to an attack. It was a little rough after renovation." An Yi pursed his lips and smiled, "Xiao Zhi, this wall is not soundproof."
ah……
Zhizhi's hand froze there, and the movements in his hand immediately turned into zombies, "That's just... good, I'll do it again tomorrow... when I'm free..."
"Miss Song."
A cold voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Song Xiaozhi slowly turned his head to look, and the fork in his hand fell onto the plate with a crisp sound.
"I want to talk to you."
Nangong Jue walked in with a cold face and sat opposite Song Xiaozhi, "It seems that you also have something to say to me."
An Yi immediately retreated all the way to the door and waved to Zhizhi, "I won't disturb the young master and Miss Song. I'll go down first. Xiaozhi, take care."
Zhizhi began to regret, why did Mao himself not report to Shitou that your mother and I might die at any time these days?
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