The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

Smell this spice after it is lit. It is very good for sleep. I heard that it is made by ancient methods and is very useful. I brought it to you today.

Really? Mrs. Qin said with a smile, but the smile was much shallower, and she didn't even bring up the wrinkles.

Why don't I set it on fire now for you to try? Luo Xinyi said hurriedly.

After she finished speaking, she took out the spices that had been prepared for a long time and lit it up. Suddenly, the living room was filled with a kind of incense.

Not bad smell.

How did you concoct this fragrance? Jiang Zhe, who had never spoken, asked.

When Luo Xinyi heard her question, she knew that she had never seen the world before, and said, This is an exclusive secret recipe, it must be made by hand, and the raw materials used are also all kinds of high-quality medicinal materials. I just asked for the secret formula. This is just incense, how can I ask others how they concocted it?

Jiang Zhe said indifferently, Premium medicinal herbs?

That's for sure. This incense is very valuable. However, as long as it is useful, it doesn't matter if it can help Grandma Qin.

Jiang Zhe smelled it carefully again, and Mrs. Qin asked, Xiao Zhe, how is this fragrance?

Luo Xinyi was a little unhappy when she saw that Mrs. Qin attached so much importance to Jiang Zhe's opinion.

A high school student, what do you know about incense?

Jiang Zhe said calmly, It's harmless.

Harmless, that is, useless.

Luo Xinyi's face flushed slightly, but she wasn't sure what the Qin family's attitude towards Jiang Zhe was now, and she couldn't refute it too much. She could only say, I've tried it, and it definitely works. Is it useful? You have to try it to find out.”

Grandma Qin, what do you think? Luo Xinyi turned to ask Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin really yawned a little and said, It's not bad. It's getting late, and I have to rest. You go back first.

Luo Xinyi was very happy to see that she was sleepy. Mrs. Qin had been suffering from insomnia for many years, and she had been unable to sleep well. Visiting famous doctors over the years had no effect. She only heard that the sound of the piano made her fall asleep peacefully in the past two years. for a while.

Now that she can help Mrs. Qin, she is naturally excited.

Then I'll put the incense here first. Luo Xinyi said immediately.

But she didn't see how happy Mrs. Qin looked, she just said lightly, Let's put it here.

Luo Xinyi was not discouraged. It was normal for Mrs. Qin not to take these little things in her eyes, but when she discovered the benefits of these spices, she would definitely remember herself.

Then grandma Qin, rest first, and I'll bring these spices to you later. Luo Xinyi said, turning to Qin Jingchen, Jingchen, I'll go first.

Qin Jingchen's handsome face had no expression, but raised his chin slightly, looking cold and arrogant, indicating that he knew.

Luo Xinyi was very satisfied with his action, and got up and left.

The housekeeper sent Luo Xinyi out.

He just finished sending people off, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Jingchen following him. He was slightly surprised. Luo Xinyi came over, but Qin Jingchen didn't take it seriously. What happened this time?

Next time, she's not allowed to bring those things in again. Qin Jingchen's brows were slightly deep, and he said a word calmly, but the housekeeper felt a chill on his back, stood up straight, and responded.

When Qin Jingchen came back, Mrs. Qin had gone upstairs to rest.

Where are the spices? Qin Jingchen asked.

Grandma Qin has someone put it away. Jiang Zhe raised his chin and looked under the coffee table.

It can be seen that Mrs. Qin did not take this thing seriously.

The servant came down with a happy expression: Eldest young master, the old lady is asleep.

Got it. Qin Jingchen nodded, and the servant backed away happily.

Is it the effect of the spice? Jiang Zhe asked. Although she didn't smell anything special from the spice, Mrs. Qin actually got the effect.

No. Some time ago, it was the role of snow fungus... the mushrooms I got from you. Qin Jingchen looked Jiang Zhe's eyes directly, and today, it's you.

Jiang Zhe's tone was calm: Then what?

Can I record your voice for grandma?

No. Jiang Zhe didn't look at him, turned around, I'll record it for her again.

Okay. Qin Jingchen's low laughter came from behind.

Jiang Zhe did not expect that his voice would have a sleeping effect on Mrs. Qin.

When Qin Jingchen asked for her piano voice last time, she vaguely guessed it.

Yang Feiliu mentioned before that some people are buying piano sounds on the black market. Many people have tried them and they have not been requisitioned. The notice has always been there.

She didn't think much about it before, and only connected these things today.

No wonder Qin Jingchen went to watch the youth piano competition last time. Presumably the piano sound that Mrs. Qin used before came from her own hands.

It's no wonder that Qin Jingchen couldn't find it after searching for so long. Jiang Zhe himself has very little time to play, and he never shoots easily.

It was too late at night. Before she went to bed, Mrs. Qin invited Jiang Zhe to stay. At this moment, the servant had already packed the room and came over to invite Jiang Zhe.

Miss Jiang, this way please.

Go down. Qin Jingchen waved away the servant and took Jiang Zhe to the guest room in person.

Jiang Zhe followed behind him, Qin Jingchen opened the door of the room, and all the spacious rooms were cleaned up again. It was the color and arrangement that Mrs. Qin thought girls would like, very pink and tender.

Jiang Zhe accepted this intention.

Good night. Jiang Zhe went in and was about to close the door.

Qin Jingchen held the door with one hand, but Jiang Zhe didn't close it at once.

She looked up at Qin Jingchen and noticed that his eyes fell on her lips.

Her face didn't change, there was some hot feeling burning on her lips, which she deliberately ignored.

After all, Qin Jingchen only used his eyes and did not do anything out of the ordinary. He stared at her full and rosy lips, and said in a hoarse voice, good night.

Jiang Zhe closed the door.

...

After breakfast the next morning, Jiang Zhe went to say goodbye to Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin, who had slept all night, was in good spirits. She was drinking tea. She heard that she was leaving.

She glanced at Qin Jingchen: love can't come back.

As soon as he heard Jiang Zhe said that he was going to leave, Qin Jingchen said that he would also leave, and Mrs. Qin couldn't help but be reluctant.

But she also wished that her grandson could finish the lifelong event sooner, and wished that he would leave with him.

Qin Jingchen gave a low laugh, didn't respond to her anger, just said, I'm going back to Jincheng, and I really have something to do.

Go. Mrs. Qin didn't leave anyone behind.

Jiang Zhe waved goodbye to her.

Following Mrs. Qin's side and taking care of her closely is a capable woman in her fifties. When she saw Qin Jingchen and Jiang Zhe leave, she reminded: Old Mrs., did the eldest young master give you the sound of the piano? Didn't pass it on to you?