Qi Mu, the young master of the Qi family in Kyoto, was born to be an unattainable and proud son. He had a top-notch mind and family background, but he had a bad temper and a bad temper. He lost part of his memory due to a fire two years ago. His behavior has become even more crazy and lawless, and no one can get any advantage from him.
But one day, a little girl came to live in the house. I heard that the old man of the Qi family brought her back from the nursing home. She was shockingly beautiful, but she was a little mute who couldn't speak.
When the little mute first came to Qi's house, the young master didn't even look at her. Unexpectedly, just one month had passed, and the arrogant young master had gathered all his claws and teeth to coax and deceive the little mute, and he cared for her as if he was holding his heart out.
When Song Nanan first moved into the Qi family, many people were jealous and said that no matter how cold the young master of the Qi family was, he would see such a beautiful girl every day, so what if he developed feelings for her.
When he first heard this, Qi Yan just sneered coldly.
Said: "How can I be interested in a little mute who is not yet an adult?"
The little girl heard these words. She couldn't speak at all, so she could only lower her head and silently blush.
But in my heart, I never regretted that I became mute in order to save him. I just wanted to stay away from him in the Qi family and never pay attention to him again.
And at the end, the young master with eyes higher than his head actually carefully coaxed the little mute in front of everyone: "An'an, good boy, can you just shout again and let's die together?"
You saved my life.
From now on, my life is yours.
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A month after the little girl moved into Qi's house, when she returned home at nine o'clock in the evening, she saw the young master with his eyes above his head sitting on the sofa in the living room with a gloomy expression.
"Song Nan'an, why are you back so late? Do you know that our house has access control?"
The little girl tilted her head in confusion and wrote in her notebook: "What time?"
The young master coughed lightly: "... Eight o'clock."
"But... It's half past seven after evening self-study."
"... Then I don't care."
1V1 sweet pet article is a bit like chasing his wife in the crematorium. The heroine was mute for several years because she saved the hero. She will get better later.
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