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Feeling Huang Qiqi's movements, An Xun turned his upper body and looked at her in confusion.

Huang Qiqi covered her mouth with her hands, indicating that she had something to say in private.

An Xun immediately leaned over, and Huang Qiqi leaned close to An Xun's ear and said in an uncertain tone:

"An Xun, I feel like... there seems to be something wrong with this Ma Rong!"

An Xun raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of doubt. "Something's wrong? What's the problem?"

An Xun was puzzled and looked at Huang Qiqi with doubt, motioning her to continue.

Huang Qiqi saw this and immediately explained:

"Ma Rong seems particularly afraid of the police"

"Even if she framed you, it wouldn't be too much trouble if she went to the police station, right?"

"The most I can do is admit my mistake and try to gain your forgiveness."

"But even if the police come, they can't immediately confirm that she framed you, right?"

"The panic she displayed far exceeded the seriousness of the incident."

Hearing Huang Qiqi say this, An Xun glanced at Ma Rong and recalled how Ma Rong lost her composure when she heard the police call.

He narrowed his eyes and asked softly, "Could it be because she is timid?"

Hearing this, Huang Qiqi first laughed and asked, "Do you think she's courageous?"

An Xun recalled Ma Rong's previous arrogant attitude and the way she played the weak, and rejected the idea of ​​"cowardice".

An Xun pinched his chin, feeling that he had discovered something interesting.

He gave Huang Qiqi a look that said "I understand", then stood up straight and stared at Ma Rong.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a disdainful smile, and he said, "Ma Rong!"

"How about you take advantage of the opportunity before Uncle Hat arrives and tell me who sent you here tonight?"

"I'll forgive you when Uncle Hat comes, okay?"

Ma Rong wanted to look at An Ke again, but this time she held back. As soon as her eyes turned to An Jitian, she stopped.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, he thought to himself, "That's right, An Jitian cares most about face!"

"As long as I beg him and pester him, he will definitely press the issue!!!"

Thinking of this, Ma Rong immediately burst into tears and ran to An Jitian.

He released his hand holding the rag on his chest, knelt down at An Jitian's feet, and hugged An Jitian's thighs.

She cried out at the top of her lungs, "Ah!!!! Sir, please help me!!!"

"If the young master hadn't bullied me every time he came back and forced me to come to his room, how would I dare?"

"The young master is known for his violent temper! Sir, even if you gave me ten thousand guts, I wouldn't dare to do that!!!"

"Sir, please help me, wuwuwuwuwu!"

Ma Rong's clothes on her chest had been torn by her, and she had previously relied on pretending to hold them together, half covering and half revealing them.

Now both hands are used to hug An Jitian's thighs, and there is no extra hand to pull the clothes.

The two proud peaks on the chest are once again exposed to the public

The male servants in the yard stared at her, not daring to breathe, but unwilling to look away.

The maids frowned in disgust and turned their eyes away, not bothering to look.

An Jitian was suddenly hugged by Ma Rong's thighs, and he felt the height of the giant peak from a high position.

He frowned slightly, raised his head, and said with a disdainful tone:

"Get up first, there's no need to resort to such tactics!"