Chapter 60 Don’t Care

The restaurant became quiet, and only the sound of people breathing could be heard.

Cheng Anyue lowered her head, feeling extremely helpless at the moment.

Although she had told him about this matter a long time ago, she couldn't help but feel guilty when she mentioned it again.

The housekeeper's eyes moved between Cheng Anyue and An Shijue, feeling anxious.

It was rare to see the young master caring about someone, but she was leaving again, and the young master was probably unwilling to do so.

If the young master forced her to stay, the young lady would definitely be sad.

If the young lady left, the young master would probably feel disappointed.

An Shijue looked at the table of dishes in front of him, and there seemed to be a little daze in his dark eyes. He responded lightly, "Yeah."

Did he agree? Cheng Anyue raised her head and looked at An Shijue. The emotion on his face was the same as before. It seemed that he didn't care that she left.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

In his heart, she should be a trouble.

Beside him, An Shijue continued to eat and finished it soon.

Putting down the chopsticks, he stood up and left his seat.

In the past, Cheng Anyue would definitely put down the chopsticks and stand up, but today she didn't.

She seemed to be trapped in the miasma she had set for herself.

Looking at the full table of food, she forced herself to eat another half bowl of rice before going upstairs.

Back in the room, Cheng Anyue picked up the test paper and started to do the wrong questions, and soon forgot the boredom in her heart.

However, in the study on the other side, the housekeeper came in to deliver ginseng tea to someone, and obviously felt that the atmosphere in the room was different.

He put the ginseng tea on the table, glanced at An Shijue's profile, confirmed that he was no different from before, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and turned to go out.

However, when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but stop.

He turned around and looked at the young man behind the desk, hesitated, and said: "Master, do you really want the young lady to go back?"

In fact, it is understandable that Cheng Anyue went home. After all, the An family is not her home.

But this is not like the young master's style. He doesn't believe that the young master brought someone here and let him go after living for only two months. If so, what is the meaning of his previous actions?

However, he can feel that the young master also likes this Miss Cheng very much. He is more intimate with her than the young masters and young ladies of the An family.

An Shijue paused while flipping through the documents, looked up at the housekeeper, and said coldly: "Uncle Zhou, you talk too much."

His eyes were as dark as ink, and a trace of danger spread out. Even Zhou Bo, an old man who has served in the An family for a long time, was a little nervous at this moment.

The housekeeper immediately said: "Young master, I am too talkative."

Seeing that An Shijue didn't speak, he turned and walked out.

The door was closed, and An Shijue stared at the door for a while and then retracted his gaze and continued to look at the document.

Until he turned the last page, he put the document on the table as at the beginning, and Cheng Huaisong's photo appeared on the cover.

To be precise, this document is the information of the Cheng family that An Yuan investigated.

Not only Cheng Huaisong, but also his wife, children, and even what happened to the previous three generations.

An Shijue leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his fingers. His handsome face seemed to be covered with layers of haze, which looked a bit creepy.

His eyes fell on the information on the table, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "Want to go back?"

"Okay!"