Chapter 18 Mr. Don't Like to Argue

The sudden voice made Song Wen's heart startled.

"Miss Song, I'm here to bring you clothes." A servant's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in!" Song Wenxin immediately looked away and stood up.

The servant pushed in the door, holding a stack of clothes in his hand.

After putting away the clothes, the servant turned around and prepared to leave.

But Song Wenxin stopped him.

"Wait a minute!"

The servant stopped and turned to look at her: "Miss Song, what else is there?"

"Actually, it's nothing, just think it's too quiet here?" Song Wenxin turned to look around, perhaps because he was accustomed to the lively home, he seemed a little unaccustomed to coming here all of a sudden.

"Sir doesn't like to be noisy."

"Then can this light be brightened, it always feels a little dark!" Song Wenxin nodded, then glanced at the light above his head.

The light is too dim for her to adapt!

"Sir doesn't like too bright." The servant then replied.

"..." Song Wen was speechless, and really wanted to say something back to her, your husbands have so many problems...

"Miss Song, is there anything else? I'll leave first if I have nothing to do. Mr. doesn't like it..."

"Okay, don't tell me Jiang Beihan's preferences, where is he now?" Song Wenxin finally couldn't listen anymore, she didn't want to hear the servants keep telling her that their husbands neither liked this nor that... ...as if the world didn't have anything he liked!

"It should be in the study," the servant said.

Song Wenxin nodded, "I see, let's go!"

"Yes." The servant nodded, then turned to leave, closing the door quietly.

Song Wenxin sighed and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This Jiang Beihan is really a weirdo."

The richer a person is, the more strange his temper will be. This sentence is really not a lie.

For example, Jiang Beihan is rich to the extreme, but his temper is also extreme!

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Song Wenxin finished taking a shower, put on the underwear and nightdress brought by the servant, dried her hair, and left the bathroom.

When she came out, she wanted to see what time it was, but found that there was not even a clock in the bedroom.

It's very quiet here, so quiet that Song Wen's heart is very uncomfortable.

But there is not even a TV in the bedroom to pass the time.

After searching for a long time, she only found pen and paper in the bedroom, which was the only thing she could pass the time.

She sat down on the carpet beside the sofa, put the pen and paper on the coffee table, and started drawing with the pencil.

Song Wenxin's major is clothing design, and she hasn't finished the homework assigned in the school, so she just sits here and starts to draw design drawings.

She just gave up and put down the pen before she drew twice...

It's too quiet here, and the silence makes her very uncomfortable...

But that's not the point. The point is that this quietness makes her feel a little scared.

She admits that this is the aftereffect of watching too many horror movies a while ago!

Feeling this quiet atmosphere, Song Wenxin's scalp couldn't help tingling.

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study.

Jiang Beihan was looking at the information on the Shen family just sent by his assistant. When he turned to the page of information on Shen Jiayu, his fingers tightened slightly.

Where he was looking, the relationship between Song Wenxin and Shen Jiayu was written.

unmarried couple.

A complex look flashed through his black eyes.