2296 She stole her love letter (4)
She took out the hairdryer and sat on the sofa to dry her hair. As she was drying her hair, her eyes glanced at the table again.
He felt like something was missing ...
With a dazed look, she continued to blow dry her hair. The warm wind was accompanied by the whistling of the wind.
Wait a minute!
She was suddenly stunned.
Thatâs right!
Whereâs the box that she left here?
Whereâs the box full of love letters?
Han qiqing was dumbfounded, and her mind went blank.
She subconsciously wondered if the love letter she received was just a dream.
She put down the hairdryer and thought carefully.
That didnât seem right.
Itâs not a dream!
To confirm that it wasnât a dream, han qiqing quickly found her phone and sent a message to mu Xiaoxiao.
âXiaoxiao, I received a love letter today, right? A lot of love letters, right? Quickly tell me, Iâm not dreaming!â
He waited for a few minutes. Xiaoxiao was probably busy and didnât see his phone, so he didnât reply.
She was too embarrassed to ask the others, so she could only wait.
After a while, Xiaoxiao replied.
âIsnât your reflex arc a little too long? Youâre not dreaming. You really received a lot of love letters, a lot, a lot! Hurry up and open it. Remember to tell me the results!â
Han qiqing read Xiaoxiaoâs reply a few times before she could confirm that the love letter was true.
It was mainly because she had just taken a shower and had been smoked by the hot air for a while, so her thinking ability had decreased a little.
Since the love letter was real ...
That meant ...
Han qiqing stared at the empty table in a daze and finally reacted.
Yingluoâs love letter is gone!
A thief?
Thatâs impossible!
There were so many servants and bodyguards in her house. How could a thief get in?
Besides, which thief would steal a love letter?
If that wasnât the case, then ... Who had taken it?
In the entire han family, other than her, only one person dared to touch her things.
Big brother ...
Han qiqing was stunned.
So, it was her brother who stole her love letter?
She shook her head.
Thatâs impossible ... Why would my brother steal my love letter?
âKnock, knock, knock.â
A sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
âMiss, are you done with your bath? Young master wants you to go to the study to find him.â
Han qiqing thought of something and walked over to open the door. She looked at the servant standing outside.
She pointed at the coffee table and asked, â well ... Thereâs a box on my table. Did anyone take it? â
The maid explained, â young master asked someone to bring it to him. &Quot;
Han qiqing froze.
As expected, it was her brother ...
She went to take a shower after dinner, completely forgetting about the love letter.
Han qiqing wanted to hold her head.
The servant reminded her again, â miss, young master wants you to go to his study room. &Quot;
âAlright, Iâll head over now.â Han qiqing also wanted to ask, wasnât it too rude for her brother to take away the things in her room without asking her?
She felt that she had the right to be angry.
Thus, han qiqing went to the study with a straight face.
The servant who was guarding the door opened the door for her when she arrived.
âBrother! Did you steal my love ... Box?â Han qiqing entered the study in a Huff, building up her anger.
The cold-looking man sitting behind the desk raised his head and said, â I didnât steal it. I took it. &Quot;
...
âTaking without asking is stealing!â
Han qiqing expressed her anger.
âIâve asked you,â The older brotherâs expression was at ease.
âWhen did you ask me?â Han qiqing asked in return.
He said, â when we were eating, I said I wanted to take something from your room. You said you could. &Quot;
Han qiqing didnât know what to say.