"..."

Although Song Qi had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Am I the only one who lives here?"

"nonsense."

An Qin glared at him: "Who else do you want to live with?"

"without."

Song Qi smiled and said casually: "I thought there was a cat or something..."

"How do you know about glutinous rice balls?"

An Qin gave him a confused look before asking, "Are you willing? Do you want me to find someone else?"

"Yes!"

Song Qi smiled and crossed his arms: "Who wouldn't want to live in a villa for free?"

"That's good."

An Qin stood up and said, "Follow me."

With that said, she came upstairs first, followed closely by Song Qi.

Arriving at the guest room on the first floor, she opened the door and said to Song Qi: "This is the guest room. You can stay here for the next few days."

"This is Tangyuan's room."

She pushed open the storage room opposite the door, and there was a cat room inside. A black cat with no mottled colors lay on the cat climbing frame, lazily and motionless.

An Qin raised his hand and stroked it, and ordered: "It needs to be fed cat food twice a day. Take it out for a walk after ten o'clock in the evening. I invite you here mainly to take care of it."

"That's it?"

Song Qi asked in confusion: "Then why don't you just ask any girl from the company to come? Why do you want me to come?"

"An employee's time after get off work is private time and I have no right to occupy it."

An Qin answered without looking back.

"Oh, my time is not private time?" Song Qi sneered.

"You are different."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You owe me more than 100 million."

"..."

Song Qi instantly lost his temper.

"Can we not mention that more than 100 million?"

"If you return it to me now, I won't mention it anymore."

"..."

Song Qi looked around, pretending not to hear, and praised: "After all, this is a rich family, and the room for the cat is bigger than my rental house."

The black cat's tail hung down from the cat climbing frame, swaying lazily.

Song Qi curiously asked: "Why is it called glutinous rice balls if it is so black? Aren't glutinous rice balls white?"

"It's black sesame glutinous rice balls."

An Qin stroked the black cat's head, her eyes full of endearment.

"..."

Song Qi was speechless.

It’s really hard to guess how a woman’s brain works!

"There is one more thing I want to make clear to you." An Qin suddenly turned around and said seriously: "You can also use the movie theater and gym downstairs, but there is one thing, you can't go to the second floor!"

"Why?" Song Qi asked subconsciously.

"Because the upstairs is my bedroom, and men are not allowed in my bedroom." An Qin stared at him, with a chill in her eyes.

Looking at her, Song Qi deliberately crossed his arms and asked playfully: "You don't live here, how do you know if I have been there?"

An Qin's eyes turned cold, and Song Qi didn't have time to react. A white foot grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, and then stopped in front of the tip of his nose.

A wave of shower gel-laden leg wind hit my face, followed by An Qin's cold voice: "If you dare to enter my bedroom, I will replace your teeth for free!"

Song Qi was startled and took half a step back before he could see An Qin's posture clearly.

An Qin stood firmly on the ground with one foot and kicked out the other foot straight without any shaking.

Lian Jia Zi!

Song Qi couldn't help but be amazed.

He thought his reaction speed was not slow, but he didn't see clearly how An Qin's kick landed in front of him.

If An Qin had intended to kick him, he might have been lying on the ground by now.

No wonder she dared to call a grown man home so late. Judging from her skill, if Song Qi really had any bad intentions, he would probably be lying on the ground by now.

"Just talk, don't make a move!"

Song Qi made Ye Wen's gesture and looked at her warily.

"Have you ever practiced Wing Chun?"

An Qin retracted his leg in confusion.

"That's right, one for ten." Song Qi nodded solemnly.

After glancing at him up and down, An Qin made a disdainful sound and walked out of the cat room.

"Are you going to sleep?"

Song Qi went out to ask.

"I have to go now."

An Qin went upstairs, and soon she was dressed in casual clothes and pulled a suitcase downstairs: "I have two cars in the garage. I drove a Foday and a Baoju. You can drive them tomorrow."

Go to the company."

Song Qi wanted to persuade her that it was too late and it was not safe to go out, but when he thought of what she had done just now, he swallowed his words again.

When he came to the door, An Qin took out a bunch of keys, handed them to him, and seriously warned: "Remember, you are not allowed to go to the second floor! Otherwise I will never be done with you!"

"Okay, got it."

Song Qi took the key and asked casually: "Do you want me to give it to you?"

"Need not."

An Qin hesitated for a moment, then added casually: "By the way, if someone comes to see me, just say that I have moved away."

"Oh, okay."

Song Qi responded casually, picked up the key and asked, "Which door does this key belong to?"

An Qin told Song Qi the door corresponding to each key, then carried the suitcase to the garage outside the door.

"Then when will you move back?"

Song Qi came to the door to see her off.

After parking the car at the door, An Qin said calmly: "I will inform you in advance."

"Okay, please be safe on the road."

Song Qi waved his hand.

An Qin looked at him deeply, her eyes were complicated, but she didn't say anything, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Watching the car drive away, Song Qi put away his smile and frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Although An Qin had confessed so much before, Song Qi knew very well that the last words she said were her real purpose.

Who is she hiding from?

Who would come to her door and scare her so much that she would move out of the house overnight?

Could it be a creditor?

Song Qi recalled that An Qin had said that the company only had 5 million working capital left in its account, and couldn't help but sigh.

Being a boss is not easy!

When he thought that the culprit for An Qin's difficulties was himself, Song Qi couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Alas! Let’s find a way to return the money to An Qin as soon as possible!

Song Qi turned around and returned to the house.

Standing in the living room on the first floor, he looked at the empty villa and seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of An Qin's shower gel.
To be continued...