"Turn on the monitor and see what she's been doing when I'm gone.
This is obviously said to Dongfang Bo, because Dongfang Bo is the vice president of the student union of No. 7 University, and generally this kind of technical work is also done by Dongfang Bo, if Nan Yi is here, it will be Nan Yi to do.
Dongfang Bo frowned, seemed to be a little unhappy, closed the thick book, then took the tablet, opened the monitoring record, and the picture from the beginning of the seventh master's departure, he played it on the TV on the RV without reservation.
The seventh master is sitting in the middle, exactly the same position as in the No. 7 Mansion, it is such a position, all of which reveal his noble status among the seven heirs.
Across from him was a television, and his face turned cold as he watched the picture played on it.
In the picture, Yan Yanqi looked at the closed door, and then looked at the ointment in his hand and was stunned for a few seconds, and then it was useless, and he threw it directly into the backpack.
There was a storm under his eyes, and the air pressure hormones around him dropped.
Several people glanced at each other, all of them looked inexplicable, but they all wanted to lean back, their backs were tightly attached to the sofa, and they were trying to reduce their sense of existence, for fear that the seventh master would be unhappy, so he picked up the wine bottle on the side and smashed them into flowers.
On the screen, Yan Yanqi quickly wrapped the gauze, and then sat back, and then didn't leave the seat again, Bo Qichen picked up the remote control, the picture fast-forwarded, Yan Yanqi didn't move, looked at the screen with a serious face, and did the task he gave her.
But when class was about to end, her mobile phone rang, and Bo Qichen could clearly see the excited look on her face when she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and that smile was not so fake and official when facing him.
It's really happy, and then it's a ten-minute exchange, Yan Yanqi holds the mobile phone for a while, and the voice is typing for a while, and what is typing, Bo Qichen can't hear it.
But Yan Yanqi played the voice, and he heard a man's voice.
"I miss you" A few words with a hint of numbness, a hint of sleepiness and nasality, but it was indeed a man's voice, and when he saw Yan Yanqi's face smiling even thicker when he heard these words, Bo Qichen picked up the remote control and turned off the TV almost instantly.
"Go back to the mansion."
Three words, with a commanding tone, with a familiar coldness, but unexpectedly a little colder than usual.
The next second after the three words were spit out, the car started, and then the gate of No. 7 University was opened.
As the sun set, there was a little yellow halo on the horizon, and Yan Yanqi hooked his backpack with one hand before he walked out of the door of the student union slowly.
Looking at the closed school gate, she frowned, the school was quiet at this time, without a trace of sound, it seemed that No. 7 University was not a boarding system But now it's only about half past five, why is he looking at the door of the security room so quietly, Yan Yanqi walked over and knocked and wanted the security guard to help open the door, but when he pushed the door open and went in, the room was empty: