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Rong Heting tidied himself up, put Mu Qianqian flat on the back seat and covered her with clothes. Then, he returned to the driver's seat and slowly drove the car back to Rong Manor.
Inside the Rong Manor, when Maid Lee and Ting Lan heard the sound of the gate, they hurriedly led the servants to stand properly. Under the condition that their Young Master did not notify them beforehand, everyone had to wait for their Young Master to come back before they could sleep.
Ting Lan had called Luo Yu earlier to ask about the situation. He and Young Master Hua were actually on the same side. Young Master Ling and Bai Sheng wouldn't let him off so easily. What were they making a ruckus about? If they didn't watch their young master's movements properly, all of them would not be able to sleep and wait for his return.
Ting Lan looked at the familiar Maybach parked in front of the villa. Rong Heting walked out of the car wearing only his shirt.
Everyone thought that they could send someone to rest after parking the car. Unexpectedly, Rong Heting didn't enter the door. He walked straight to the back of the car to open the door and carried out Mu Qianqian, who was wrapped in a blanket.
Mu Qianqian ignored her fear and found a bunch of servants standing orderly at the side waiting for Rong Heting to enter the room. She immediately buried her blushing face in Rong Heting's chest, not daring to look him in the face.
Everyone only saw her two snow-white legs swaying continuously with their Young Master's footsteps. Just by looking at her figure, everyone could guess who Rong Heting was hugging.
The bold little girls secretly laughed in a low voice. Mu Qianqian could tell from the laughter that it was her elder sister who often played with her. He felt extremely ashamed and quickly hid his hot face into Rong Heting's chest, sticking close to the chest so that not even a crack could be seen.
Rong Heting felt an inexplicable sense of comfort. The feeling of being relied on by this little thing made him feel extremely comfortable. The gloom from the whole night also disappeared.
Rong Heting carried Mu Qianqian directly back to the bedroom and sat on the bed. He looked down at the cat-like woman in his arms and a smile appeared on his face.
Mu Qianqian secretly raised her head and glanced at Rong Heting when she heard his chuckle. She was no longer shy now that there were no outsiders around, but her fear still lingered. She hid her face into the man's chest, not daring to look him in the eyes.
Rong Heting saw that the kitten in his arms finally remembered the lesson, so he pulled her face out of the blanket and didn't let her bury her head in his chest again. Lowering her head, she whispered into Mu Qianqian's ear. Her tone also eased up.
"Do you dare to get close to other men next time?"
"He's big brother Feng …" Brother, "No … "I don't dare to."
Mu Qianqian was used to speaking from the bottom of her heart, but when she saw that Rong Heting was about to change his expression, she hurriedly apologized and whispered her guarantee.
Rong Heting didn't care anymore. He carried Mu Qianqian into the bathroom and carried her back to the bed.
It was almost noon when Mu Qianqian woke up. Rong Heting was already gone by then. Lying on the bed rubbing her nearly broken waist and aching limbs, Mu Qianqian chanted a spell in her heart.
Mu Qianqian's skin was incredibly cool and refreshing. She knew that she had been drugged, but she could still feel the pain and was quite annoyed with herself for being so disappointing.
Mu Qianqian was stunned when she turned her gaze to the side. The familiar delicate gift box was placed beside her pillow. When she opened it, she discovered that it was actually the bracelet that was auctioned last night.