Chapter 18: Sir does not like noisy

This sudden sound surprised Song Wen.
"Miss Song, I'm here to give you clothes." Outside the door, the voice of a maid sounded.
"Come in!" Song Wenxin immediately looked back and stood still.
The maid pushed in, carrying a stack of clothes on her hands.
After putting the clothes on, the servant turned to leave.
But was stopped by Song Wenxin.
"Wait a minute!"
The servant stopped and turned to look at her: "Miss Song, what else is wrong?"
"In fact, it's nothing, just think you are too quiet here?" Song Wenxin turned his head and looked around. Perhaps he was used to the lively home, and it seemed a bit uncomfortable to come here all at once.
"Sir doesn't like being noisy."
"Is it possible to dim this light, I always feel a bit dark!" Song Wen nodded heartily, and then glanced at the light above his head.
The lights are too dark and she doesn't adapt!
"Sir doesn't like being too bright," the maid replied.
"..." Song Wenxin was speechless. I really wanted to say something to you. Your husband has a lot of problems ...
"Ms. Song, is there anything else, I leave without any problems, sir does not like ..."
"Well, don't tell me Jiang Beihan's preferences anymore, where is he now?" Song Wenxin finally couldn't listen. She didn't want to listen to her servant telling her all the time that their husband didn't like this or like that ... … As if there is nothing he likes in this world!
"It should be in the study," said the servant.
Song Wen nodded heartily, "I see, you go!"
"Yes." The servant nodded, then turned away and closed the door quietly.
Song Wen sighed and couldn't help saying to himself: "This Jiangbei Han is really a weirdo."
The richer a person is, the stranger his temperament is.
For example, Jiangbeihan, the money is to the extreme, but the temper is also to the extreme!
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Song Wenxin took a bath, changed into the inner clothes and pajamas sent by the servant, and dried his hair before leaving the bathroom.
When this 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 Wenxin is very uncomfortable.
But there wasn't even a TV in the bedroom that would kill time.
After searching for a long time, she only found pen and paper in the bedroom, this is the only thing she can pass time.
She sat down on the rug next to the sofa, put the pen and paper on the coffee table, and drew a pencil to draw.
Song Wenxin's major was fashion design, and she hadn't finished the homework assignments in school, so she sat directly here and started drawing designs.
It was just two strokes before she gave up and put down her pen ...
It's so quiet here, it makes her very uncomfortable ...
But that's not the point. The point is this quietness, but it makes her feel a little scared.
She admits that this is the sequel to her watching too many horror movies a while ago!
Feeling this quiet atmosphere, Song Wenxin's scalp could not help but tingle.
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study.
Jiang Beihan was watching the Shen family's information just sent by his assistant. When he turned to Shen Jiayu's page of information, his fingers aside were slightly tight.
Where he looked was writing the relationship between Song Wenxin and Shen Jiayu.
Unmarried couple.
A complex look flashed through the black eyes.