heard this commanding voice, she actually timidly stopped her steps.Could it be... that man recognized her"Ding—"At the crucial moment, the elevator chime announced its arrival at the designated floo..."But this 'ghost' was caught by me for you," Leng Yanchen said calmly, intending to return to his room to rest.

Qin Nianxia took cautious steps, trying hard to refute: "But he stole things from your house, several hundred million!"

Just then, a young maid rushed over, holding a cloak in her arms, and curtsied to Leng Yanchen.

"Young Master, the butler instructed me to bring you a cloak. He said it's cold outside tonight and he's worried that you'll catch a chill in just your thin pajamas." The maid said as she offered the cloak with both hands.

Qin Nianxia was still chattering: "Besides, these are two different things. They can't be equated, so you still owe me a favor!"

Leng Yanchen took the cloak from the maid's hand and flung it into the air, then turned to drape it over Qin Nianxia's shoulders.

The cloak was large, and when it fell upon her, it instantly made her appear incredibly petite and vulnerable.

The young maid's face, which had just been full of joy, turned ashen instantly at the sight.

Qin Nianxia was stunned by Leng Yanchen's sudden action.

And when Leng Yanchen's two strong arms encircled her in his embrace, she smelled a faint masculine scent on him.

Just like the fragrance of peach wood sun-dried, which emanates a sense of security by warding off all evil spirits.

"You should go to sleep." Leng Yanchen put down his hand and reminded.

Qin Nianxia came back to her senses and pouted stubbornly, "But we haven't finished our business!"

"Let's talk about it later." Leng Yanchen said, then turned and left.

The maid standing by cast a reluctant glance at Leng Yanchen's departing figure, then turned her gaze to Qin Nianxia with a fierce glare. "You talk too much," she said, her voice laced with jealousy. "It's so annoying!"

"Hmph, what does my words have to do with you" Qin Nianxia glanced at the maid and retorted coldly.

Does she have any grudge against this young maid Why is the maid so hostile towards her

"Young Master's cloak is dirty, I might as well take it back and wash it!" The maid refused to back down, directly pulling the cloak off Qin Nianxia's body and turning to leave.

Qin Nianxia was just about to speak when she suddenly realized something.

At first, in the kitchen, that maid said that many single and young maids in this big manor liked Leng Yanchen. Could it be that this little maid was one of them, so she was just jealous

Alright, I won't argue with this little maid anymore.

Qin Nianxia yawned and was about to return to her room to rest when another maid stepped forward and said, “The housekeeper asked me to take Miss Qin to another guest room to rest. That guest room is closer to the young master’s residence, so Miss Qin doesn’t have to be afraid anymore.”

"Oh, thank you!" Qin Nianxia politely replied, but how did the butler know she was afraid of ghosts

What did Leng Yanchen say

> I didn't expect this seemingly cold and sarcastic man to be so caring!

Qin Nianxia couldn't help but smile faintly.

The next day.

Before dawn, the kitchen of Cold Family's grand estate was the first place to have its lights on throughout the entire estate.

There was an unwritten rule in the large estate: as soon as Leng Yan Ting got up, everyone in the entire estate, from top to bottom, had to get up.

When it was breakfast time, Leng Yanchen had to be home and get up on time, no matter how late he slept, to accompany his grandfather, Leng Yanting, for breakfast.

Sitting at the dinner table, Leng Yan Ting saw that one person was missing and said to Leng Yan Chen: "I heard from the housekeeper that you brought back a guest last night, why isn't the guest here for breakfast"

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