Chapter 2297 Stole Her Love Letter (4)

He took out the hair dryer, sat on the sofa and dried his hair, while blowing, his eyes glanced at the table.

I always feel like something is missing...

She looked bewildered, and continued to blow her hair, warm hot wind, accompanied by the whistling wind.

etc!

She froze suddenly.

correct!

What about the box she put here?

A box full of love letters!

Han Qiqing was stunned, her mind went blank for an instant.

Her subconscious feeling was that the fact that she received the love letter was not a dream, right?

Put down the hair dryer and think about it.

its not right.

It's not a dream!

In order to prove that it was not a dream, Han Qiqing quickly found out her phone and sent a message to Mu Xiaoxiao.

"Xiao Xiao, I received love letters today, right? Lots and lots of love letters, right? Tell me quickly, I'm not dreaming!"

After waiting for a few minutes, Xiaoxiao was probably busy and didn't see his phone, so he didn't reply.

She was too embarrassed to ask other people, so she could only wait.

After a while, Xiaoxiao replied.

"Is your reflex arc too long? It's not a dream, you have really received a lot of love letters, a lot! Hurry up and take a look, and remember to tell me the result!"

Han Qiqing read the small reply several times before confirming that the love letter was true.

The main reason is that she just took a shower and was smoked by the heat for a while, so her ability to think has declined.

Since the love letter is true.

So that means...

Han Qiqing stared blankly at the empty table, and finally came to her senses.

— Her love letter is gone!

There are thieves?

impossible!

With so many servants and bodyguards in her house, how could a thief get in?

Besides, how could a thief steal a love letter?

If not, then... who took it away?

In the entire Han family, except for her, only one person dared to touch her things.

elder brother……

Han Qiqing was dumbfounded.

So it was her brother who stole her love letter?

She shook her head.

Impossible... Why did my brother steal her love letter?

"Knock knock—"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Miss, have you finished taking a shower? The young master asked you to find him in the study."

Han Qiqing was thinking about something, walked over to open the door, and looked at the servant standing outside.

She pointed to the coffee table and asked, "That... I put a box on my table, did someone take it?"

The servant explained, "It was the young master who asked someone to bring it to him."

Han Qiqing froze.

It really is my brother...

After eating, she went to take a shower, completely forgetting about the love letter.

Han Qiqing wanted to hug her head.

The servant reminded again, "Miss, the young master wants you to go to his study."

"Okay, I'll go over now." Han Qiqing also wanted to ask, but wouldn't it be impolite for her brother to take things from her room without even asking her?

She felt she had a right to be angry.

So, Han Qiqing went to the study with a straight face.

The servant was guarding the door of the study, and when he saw her coming, he opened the door for her.

"Brother! Did you steal my love... box!" Han Qiqing entered the study angrily, brewing anger.

The stern man sitting behind the desk raised his head and said with thin lips, "It's not stealing, it's taking."

"If you don't ask for it, it's stealing!"

Han Qiqing expressed that she was very angry.

"I asked you." The elder brother's expression was easy to handle.

"When did you ask me?" Han Qiqing asked back.

He said, "During dinner, I said, I want to get something from your room, and you said yes."

Han Qiqing, "..."