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Qin An Nuan was startled by his sudden action, he looked up again, and his back figure disappeared from the stairs.

He didn't seem to have answered her.

She should have followed her fiance and addressed him as uncle. After all, he was an elder.

After Qin An Nuan finished dinner, he went back to his room after cleaning up.

The palace had many servants, so Qin An Nuan did not need to do household chores anymore. Therefore, she did not know what to do when he had the free time.

Since she had graduated from high school, she had been suspended from school. She didn't even have the chance to go to university before Liu Xiu Lin assigned her to her beauty salon.

She wanted to learn something by herself, but she had no time to do it. She had a lot of work to do, and there was no rest in the beauty salon. She was so busy that she had almost no private time.

Qin An Nuan actually also had a hobby, it was just that he liked writing things. He had once written a short story and published it online, and even received a small prize.

Therefore, she preferred literature. She also liked to write things to the internet for publication, occasionally earning her living expenses.

Thinking about it, Qin An Nuan suddenly remembered that at the end of the corridor, there was a library that had a lot of books stored inside.

Thus, she took a bath and prepared to go to the study to look for a book.

After coming out from the bathroom and drying his hair, Qin An Nuan walked towards the study room in his pajamas.

Lin Yi had said before that the second floor was the master's resting area. Other than cleaning, servants were normally not allowed to go upstairs.

She didn't have to worry about being seen, so she bravely pushed open the door to the study room.

It was very dark inside, and the lights were not turned on. Qin An Nuan did not know where the lights were turned on and off.

She took out her cell phone, pulled out her flashlight, turned it on, and looked at the rows of books.

The first row was filled with profound math books. She wasn't interested in them, so she headed to the back.

Finally, she saw that the few rows above were about literature. She stretched out her hand to grab it, but found that she could not hook it.

Qin An Nuan's gaze swept the place quickly. Not far away, there was a chair, she immediately ran over and moved it.

After stepping on the chair, she was finally able to get the book. A hint of joy surfaced on her face.

"Who let you in here?" Suddenly, a cold and furious voice sounded from behind her.

Qin An Nuan was shocked, he stepped on empty air and his entire body fell backwards.

She let out a shriek and crashed into a bookcase in the back row, knocking the bookcase aside with a loud crash, causing the book to fall out of her face.

She painfully covered her face, and by the time the sound had subsided, she was buried in the mountains of books.

"Sorry …" "I was just looking for a book to read, I didn't expect …" Although his head was hurting and he was almost killed by the book, Qin An Nuan still felt guilty and immediately apologized.

Gong Ying frowned, he reached out to turn on the light, and saw her pathetically sitting on a pile of books with a face full of grievance.

She was only wearing her suspender pajamas. Due to her embarrassment, her pajamas were pulled up to her waist, revealing her purple underwear and a pair of slender, jade-like legs.

The light in Gong Ying's eyes flickered slightly.

"You did that on purpose?" The man's voice had a heavy hush to it.

Through his deep eyes, Qin An Nuan, who had been smashed into a mess by the falling stars, suddenly realized how indecent her sitting posture was.

With a cry of alarm, he frantically climbed up from the pile of books and pulled at his pajamas.

However, a shoulder strap suddenly slipped and slid onto her arm. What was revealed was a large piece of white snow. She was terrified and quickly tidied it up.

Gong Ying's eyes flashed with a dense light, he felt that this woman was doing it on purpose.

Qin An Nuan lowered his eyes in shame, and was about to walk out from the pile of books, but the slippers below his feet drew a line on the top of a book, and his entire person pounced forward.