The Overbearing CEO's Little Wildcat (39)

The thought of Qin Yu and Guo Xiaoyu often fooling around in the room next to hers made Su Qiao feel sick.

Seeing her respond so decisively, Qin Mohan's expression brightened considerably.

Then, as if remembering something, he gave Old Butler a meaningful, ambiguous hint.

"The Qin Family is a prominent family; it has no room for petty thieves."

Old Butler was startled.

Although he didn't understand why Young Master suddenly said that, he was quick-witted enough to nod in agreement:

"Yes, Young Master is right. The Qin Family would never tolerate such a person."

444 cried out as if it had caught onto something.

Host, look, look! He's totally jealous! He's worried the Qin Family's servants might secretly take your things when they're helping you move your belongings.

Su Qiao's eyes flickered: "Perhaps he's worried the servants might take his own things."

After all, this man even moved his study downstairs; he must have many valuable possessions.

Unable to win the argument, 444 could only drop the matter, a bit huffy.

Host, just you wait. This man is definitely interested in you. I, 444, bet ten points on it.

After all this, Mother Qin's expression turned somewhat grim.

For the past two years, their family had been living in the Qin Family's Old Manor, and she had always considered herself the hostess.

But Qin Mohan's actions today were practically a direct slap in her face.

Seeing her grim expression and angry eyes, Qin Yu put an arm around her shoulder and comforted her:

"Mom, didn't you say you were tired when we came back? Go back to your room and rest for a bit. I'll have the butler call you when dinner's ready."

"Oh, alright."

Though Mother Qin was furious and wanted to curse, there was nothing she could do at that moment.

She could only use this as an excuse to return to her room, somewhat fuming.

"Ahem, Brother Qin, Brother Yu, I'm going upstairs to play some games."

Guo Xiaoyu didn't want to stay there anymore either and quickly found an excuse.

Qin Mohan didn't even lift an eyelid, acting as if she wasn't even there.

Guo Xiaoyu felt a bit annoyed.

No matter what, she was now considered part of the Guo Family, yet Qin Mohan didn't even spare her a glance, completely ignoring her.

Qin Yu patted her shoulder and gave her a look: "Go on and play."

Mother Qin and Guo Xiaoyu had left, and Father Qin hadn't returned yet.

In the living room, aside from Old Butler, who was directing the servants to move things downstairs, only Qin Mohan, Qin Yu, and Su Qiao remained.

Su Qiao was holding a small pink laptop bag. She opened the small bag and pulled out her laptop.

Qin Yu walked over: "Qiao Qiao, do you want me to help you sit on the sofa? It's more comfortable to sit on the sofa, and it'll be easier for you to use your laptop."

Qin Mohan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly called out in a cold voice, clearly displeased:

"Butler, you've been back for so long, and not even a cup of tea has been served. Are you not putting me, the Family Head, in your eyes?"

Hearing his call, the butler quickly scurried over, apologizing:

"Young Master, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'll personally go make you a cup right away."

Qin Mohan lifted his eyelids, glancing towards Su Qiao:

"Didn't you notice there's a guest? Where's the Qin Family's hospitality?"

The butler was startled, then felt a strange sensation in his heart, but his reaction was still quick.

"Yes, I'll make Ms. Su some tea right away, and bring some fruit and pastries."

"Mm." Qin Mohan responded softly, his long fingers slowly tapping his thigh, looking completely like a distinguished master.

By this point, if Qin Yu still didn't notice something was off, he would truly be a fool.

He lowered his head to look at Su Qiao, who was turning on her laptop, then looked up at Qin Mohan on the sofa.

He slowly walked over and sat on the single sofa opposite him: "Brother, do you know Qiao Qiao?"

Before Qin Mohan could speak, Su Qiao turned her head, looking at him with a strange expression: