The voice of the visitor was very low, but fortunately Wu Ma heard it, quickly put down the cup and walked away quickly.
She swallowed the pill hard.
"I'm coming."
The door opened, and it turned out to be the servant in charge of the night watch.
She quickly approached Wu's mother and whispered: "Madam has a severe headache. I want you to go up and massage her quickly, but don't alarm... Miss Tang and Master Zishen."
Wu Ma frowned; "Okay, I'll be there right away."
The servant on night duty left. After Wu Ma closed the door, she stroked her gray temples and went up to the third floor.
In the huge room, Mrs. Li sat quietly.
There is also a study room here, although the area is smaller than the large study room, but it also has all the four treasures of the study room that may be used in daily life.
The pen copybook on the desk was sent by Li Zishen two days ago. Wu Ma took a look at it and was shocked. She had already written to the last page.
"Madam, you have to protect your eyes."
"I couldn't sleep, so I thought about getting up and practicing calligraphy. The more I wrote, the more energetic I became."
"You are just too worried. Why don't you take this opportunity to ask Master Zishen to move here?"
"Forget it, let him be."
Upon hearing this, Wu Ma said nothing more, continued to massage Mrs. Li's cervical spine, and continued to think about what happened in the bedroom just now.
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In the early morning, the birds were chirping.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Miss, it's time to get up, miss..."
"Okay, okay, I got it, get up."
Tang Xiaowan stretched out, glanced at the phone, and said to herself: "Wow, no, it's already half past six, so fast!"
Maybe I was used to being barefoot. After looking at my phone, I immediately ran to wash up, but I forgot that the floor here was not wooden, but marble.
The white and tender little feet were slowly raised, and suddenly they felt a little hard and a little cold.
Looking through the window, it turned out to be raining.
La la la, la la la, la la la la la; la la la, la la la, la la la la la...
Tang Xiaowan hummed a little tune and combed her hair.
"It sounds pretty good and catchy. Go back and check to see if there are any similarities. If not... then it is my own creation, hahaha."
This little song is the memory in Tang Xiaowan's dream.
It's not very long, but she likes it very much. When she's in a good mood, she can't help but hum it.
Ten minutes later, Tang Xiaowan picked up her bag and walked out.
"Wow, no, what's going on?"
A familiar gray card suddenly appeared about 20 centimeters from the entrance door.
Same operation, same handwriting.
Tang Xiaowan picked it up and fell into deep thought.
Those four cards were all received in Li Garden, but this time they appeared in Bieyuan. Who is this person? He is so familiar with the Li family, no, he is so familiar with me?
Mother Chen, Uncle Cai, Mother Wu, Huahua?
No, no, something seems wrong!
Tang Xiaowan looked at the handwritten card steadily: Being on guard against others is indispensable.
"What do you mean, are you reminding me? Someone wants to harm me? It can't be that White Lotus again, right? Humph, except for her... there is no one else!"
Tang Xiaowan bit her lip, feeling suddenly upset and angry.
Restaurant on the first floor.
At this time, Li Zishen was already dealing with the group's internal affairs with his notebook. Sitting nearby was Li Zihan, who Tang Xiaowan called Qi Qian Ti.
As soon as he heard that his brother had returned to Bieyuan last night, the young master immediately rushed over from Liyuan overnight.
Since the death of his father Li Zhenshan, this was the first time that Li Zishen stayed in a villa, and he brought a member of the opposite sex with him, Tang Xiaowan.
Although under Li Zishen's instruction, Li Zihan often called Tang Xiaowan half-jokingly as sister-in-law, after all, the two were not engaged yet, and now they openly brought her back to stay overnight, which was more attractive to him than the headlines.
"Brother, are you done?"
"Don't affect me."
The tone was very tough and mixed with dissatisfaction.
Li Zihan stretched and suddenly raised the decibel level: "Xiaowan, why did you come down?"
After finishing speaking, Li Zishen quickly stopped typing, closed the notebook and put it aside. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he stared at Li Zihan blankly.
Immediately, hearty laughter sounded.
(End of chapter)
