He reached out and tapped her head, deliberately saying fiercely, "Don't tell him when you go back."
After saying that, he excitedly ran straight into the building.
As soon as she entered the door, she bumped into someone with a "thud."
"Ah, that hurts."
An Ziqi covered her forehead with a pained expression, not even lifting her head, and hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Are you blind? You don't even watch where you're going and dare to bump into our Young Master Qin. I think you don't want to live," a haughty voice scolded harshly.
An Ziqi's forehead was hurting so much. She had already apologized immediately, but this person was still so aggressive.
She looked up, seeing a man standing at the door, dressed in a blue brocade robe, wearing a white jade crown, and holding a folding fan, watching her with interest, raising an eyebrow.
Beside him stood a man in short attire, who looked like some sort of attendant, and was currently scolding her angrily.
