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She calmly opened her mouth, her dark pupils revealing a trace of coldness, "Big Sis Tong, which eye of yours saw me seducing him? That kind of man, even if he gave it to me for free, I wouldn't take it. On the other hand, you, who are already so old, think that I have evil intentions towards Qin Zian and want to fight for him. Jealous? "

After saying that, An Xiaochu smiled, rolled her eyes and brushed past Big Sis Tong.

Big Sis Tong's anger rose, she wanted nothing more than to tear her apart. However, the rules of the villa were strict. They could not tolerate the servants fighting amongst themselves, so they could only suppress the anger in their stomachs.

It wasn't until seven that the banquet ended. An Xiaochu stayed in the kitchen to help and didn't go out. After that, he went straight back to the room that the steward had arranged for him.

An Xiaochu let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed. The swelling on the back of his hand had mostly disappeared.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

At this time, could it be that that bastard had thought of another way to torture her?

She resigned herself to her fate, walked over, and opened the door.

Outside, Sudi, dressed in a white suit, was smiling at her. "May I come in?"

What was going on?

"Ah?" "But, yes."

An Xiaochu turned around in embarrassment and let Sudi in, then closed the door. He quickly arrived in front of the person and pulled out the chair for him.

Su Di didn't sit down. Instead, he grabbed her right hand. "Let me see if your hand is seriously burned."

"I'm fine." She instinctively retreated.

"It's already hot enough to make blisters, how can you still say it's okay?"

Her body froze. A warm sensation came from that person's fingertip along with his gentle words. Everything reminded her that what happened at that moment was true.

"This medicine is very effective in treating burns."

The blisters on the back of her hand suddenly turned cold. An Xiao finally regained her senses as she discovered that someone had unknowingly stuffed a tube of ointment into her palm.

"Your young master is a very nice person, but he doesn't know how to talk. He's actually a very cold and warm-hearted fool."

An Xiaochu suddenly imagined him wearing an apron and waiting at the door for Qin Zian to come home.

This Young Master Su is a good wife!

At 7: 15, An Xiao finished packing and walked out of the room.

"Morning." The man not far away was standing in the distance with a warm smile on his face.

An Xiaochu obviously didn't expect Su Di to still be here. She paused for a second before reacting. "Ah, good morning, Mr. Su." He walked towards him.

"Please take care of me for the next period of time."

"Huh?"

"Didn't the butler tell you? Because of my performance, I will be staying at Zi'ao's house for the rest of the time. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Miss An to take care of me."

An Xiaoxiao communicated with the housekeeper for a while, and finally confirmed that she was really being arranged to take care of Su Di. She was a bit surprised, but when she thought about the distance between them and that bastard, Qin Zian, she couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Su Di raised his head just in time to see the faint smile on An Xiaochu's lips. He paused and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Hearing this, she shook her head with a smile. "Nothing." He hurriedly organized the last document in his hand and placed it beside the table.

Sudi had gone out, leaving her alone in the large room.

The items on the table had already been tidied up. She straightened up, wanting to see if there was anything else she needed to tidied up. However, when her eyes touched the white piano by the window, she couldn't tear her eyes away.

He hadn't played it in a long time. He hadn't even touched it.

When she came back to her senses, she was already at the piano. The lid had not been closed, and the black and white keys looked extremely adorable in the sunlight.

It was just a light touch, so it should be fine, right?

Gently biting her lower lip, An Xiaochu sat up straight in front of the piano, her dexterous fingers dancing on the keyboard as she emitted a sweet and melodious sound.

The afternoon sunlight spilled in, falling on her eyelashes and on the tip of her nose.

Her eyes were downcast and her inky black hair meandered along her ears all the way to her chin. Her whole body was exuding a kind of static beauty.

At the end of the song, she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the sound of a siren coming from the doorway. "I didn't expect your piano to play so well."

An Xiaoxiao followed the voice and looked over. When she saw the admiration and encouragement in that person's eyes, the distress in her heart instantly disappeared.

"Of course not, Mr. Su has already said that."

She stood up and gently closed the lid. When she looked up, Sudi was already there.

"You're exaggerating, which just proves that I'm not lying."

He stopped three steps away from her. The little girl in front of him had given him too many surprises.

"Miss An must have learned it professionally before, right?"

Her clear eyes gradually dimmed, and she lowered her head slightly. From this angle, the little woman in front of her seemed exceptionally frail.

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" She suddenly grinned and waved her hand. "I was just thinking of some unhappy things."