Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 927 You know everything...

my rose...

Su Qiao didn't know why she was sad, and couldn't stop crying.

She touched her eyes and when she put the phone back, she noticed that there was a thick notebook inside.

It looks like a diary or something.

Su Qiao hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it out.

Having already investigated this step, it would be a bit hypocritical to talk about respecting privacy.

She turned over the yellowed paper, and there were contents written on each page that she could not understand, as well as some symbols similar to talismans.

But there is one thing in common on every page - there is a line of words written in the corner:

——Don’t forget Shen Xiujin.

Can't forget Shen Xiujin...

The further he turned to the back, the harder the writer tried to write, as if he wanted to carve the name 'Shen Xiujin' into his heart.

Suddenly, Su Qiao's fingertips paused while turning the page.

She saw a few tears imprinted on these words...

It seems that someone once flipped through this book in countless lonely days and nights, carefully reading every word on it, and then, tears fell silently...one drop after another...

"..."

Su Qiao clutched the fabric around her heart tightly. The terrible feeling of suffocation came over her instantly, and her whole heart hurt sharply.

She squatted on the ground, curled up into a ball, and was shaking in pain.

I closed my eyes tightly, and in my mind was the figure of the black-robed master...

The truth has been revealed - her black-robed master is Shen Xiujin...

At this time, the entire small building was surrounded by ghostly people, but they stared outside and no one dared to take a step inside.

This is the second master's bedroom.

Even Tang Yi, his most trusted assistant, was not allowed to enter without any instructions...

Tang Yi rushed back from the company in a hurry. He was sweating on his forehead. When he saw the ghosts outside, he looked up at the open window of the second master's bedroom, and his heart dropped.

When he calmed down again, he saw Su Qiao's figure coming down from upstairs.

I saw a slender and beautiful little girl with long hair disheveled, holding a kitchen knife in one hand, and anger bursting out of her head.

Tang Yi swallowed his saliva and stepped back, trying to hide behind the ghost, but when he reached back with his hand, he caught Lonely.

"...where are the people?"

Tang Yi turned around and saw that everyone was numb at that time.

——The ghostly person has already retreated ten meters away!

One by one, they cast sympathetic glances at Tang Yi.

After all, the Second Master had ordered not to touch a single hair of Miss Su.

And Miss Su has a knife to really cut...

Tang Yi was so angry that his blood pressure was high. Just when he was about to scold them for being unloyal, a cold murderous aura hit him first.

Su Qiao had already arrived in front of him, with the kitchen knife in her hand clearly placed on his neck.

"..." Tang Yi turned his head stiffly and showed a bright and kind smile to Su Qiao. At the same time, he carefully stretched out a finger and pushed the tip of the knife that almost hit his face a little farther.

Tang Yi asked flatteringly: "Miss Su, have you eaten? How about I ask someone to prepare snacks, let's sit down, eat some, and chat slowly? It's not good for young people to be too angry!"

The removed knife was forcefully pressed back into place.

Su Qiao stared at him sadly.

Tang Yi's scalp was numb from the look in her eyes.

It's over, it's over, the food doesn't work anymore, it's really over this time...

He opened his mouth and was about to say something more when he heard Su Qiao spit out two words.

"Pack."

"...Huh?" Tang Yi didn't react.

"Snacks." Su Qiao said firmly, "Pack them for me!"

Tang Yi: "......"

Soon, the packaged snacks were delivered. Su Qiao stuffed them directly into the bag. Without saying a word, she put away the knife and walked away.

The ghost figures surrounding the outer circle consciously moved out of the way.

Tang Yi intuitively let Su Qiao go away, something might be wrong. He trotted to catch up with Su Qiao and stopped Su Qiao in the rose garden.

"Miss Su, you just broke into my bedroom...you should give me an explanation, right?"

Su Qiao stared at him and sneered: "Your bedroom? Assistant Tang, are you addicted to pretending to be Shen Xiujin?"

Tang Yi's expression froze and his face turned pale.

"...You, you know everything?"