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Chapter 632 Do you want to burn me to death?

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    "Butler Qin, it was my fault yesterday, he must have been very angry! I will coax him well." After Xia Qiao finished speaking, she sighed in her heart, she was so dizzy that she couldn't think of anything.

    Butler Qin nodded: "The young master has a big temper. He was so angry that he tore up all the paintings in the studio yesterday. Young mistress, you"

    "Studio?" Xia Qiao was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

    Then, Xia Qiao's heart was beating wildly. Could it be that Pei Lichuan saw the painting?

    "Yeah, yesterday the cleaning aunt came over to clean the plot. She said she didn't know what to do with the painting, so she asked the young master, but the young master tore it up after reading it."

    Butler Qin wanted to make Pei Lichuan happy, but he died directly.

    You don't need to look at it to know that Pei Lichuan is not satisfied with that painting.

    But Butler Qin couldn't figure out what he was dissatisfied with.

    "Young Mistress, go and take a rest, I'll go to work first."

    As soon as Butler Qin left, Xia Qiao swayed and went to the studio. The swing in the studio showed that it had been tidied up. The shelf in the middle was still there, but the canvas on it had disappeared.

    She searched around and finally found the debris in the trash can.

    With red eyes, Xia Qiao took out all the pieces and put them together bit by bit. When it was almost the last bit, Xia Qiao stopped and didn't move.

    "Forget it, it won't help if you go back and show him now!"

    "Big bastard, why can't you turn it over and take a look before tearing it up!"

    Xia Qiao put the last piece on it, and there were only tear marks left in the broken pieces. She gently opened a piece in the corner, and there was a name written on it with a pencil

    The handwriting of "Pei Lichuan" is very shallow, but it is written neatly and neatly.

    "Big bastard!"

    Xia Qiao's eyes became more and more red, she gritted her teeth fiercely, dropped the fragments in her hand and stomped away.

    Her head was still very dizzy, and she fell into a drowsy state after nestling on the sofa. After squinting for less than half an hour, Xia Qiao was frightened to death by the messages on the phone.

    The information was posted by Zhou Yue in the work group, urging everyone to send the email to her mailbox before twelve o'clock tonight.

    Anyone who does not send or delays will directly deduct this month's bonus.

    Xia Qiao just remembered that she has to hand in the plan today, and she hasn't finished drawing yet!

    Xia Qiao dragged her heavy body to the study room, turned on the computer and drew the remaining design draft dizzily.  Fortunately, the previous drawing of the background color was completed. After adjusting the light and dark sides of the emerald cut several times, she nodded in satisfaction.

    "Group Leader Zhou, I have sent the plan to your mailbox." Xia Qiao reported to Zhou Yue immediately after sending the email, and then turned off the computer.

    She glanced at the clock, it was almost twelve o'clock.

    The sun is very strong, and the outdoor temperature is rising steadily, while the indoor temperature is always maintained at a relatively comfortable temperature because of the air conditioner.

    Xia Qiao went to find Pei Lichuan immediately.

    The man gave her a cold look: "Xia Qiao, as a servant, where did you go to be lazy all morning?!"

    Hearing that Pei Lichuan finally said something else, Xia Qiao immediately replied: "Pei Lichuan, I'm going to work in the study!"

    Pei Lichuan stared at her coldly, and his voice was very cold: "Serve me for dinner!"

    "Okay!" Xia Qiao didn't refute, and patiently helped him pick up the dishes, and even picked out the garlic and coriander he didn't like, with a very humble attitude: "Pei Lichuan, you eat!"

    The man glanced at her, touched the porcelain rice bowl pickily with his fingers, and sneered: "It's so hot, are you trying to burn me to death?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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