Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Du Muhan glanced at her, obviously a little unhappy: "I'm only interested in human corpses."

"It feels like you treat them better than humans." At least better than her.

At this moment, Su Qiao's psychology suddenly became a little unbalanced.

"They're cute, loyal, don't lie, don't..." After a while, Du Muhan seemed to realize that there was something wrong with telling her this.

"You go to sit on the sofa for a while, and I will pour water for you, but I only have boiled water here."

"Whatever!" Su Qiao didn't go to sit on the sofa, but got up and started to look at the living room, which is over 40 square meters.

Italian ceiling, marble coffee table, gray and white marble floor tiles, leather sofa, TV, TV cabinet, vertical air conditioner, hollow partition with books, black and white dining table, white walls...

The decoration is simple, just like his people, there are not too many things, and it is deserted.

Su Qiao walked to the hollow partition and slowly swept across the neatly arranged books.

Others usually put beautiful and stylish ornaments in this kind of place, but he is fine, and directly brings them to put books.

As if remembering something, she suddenly looked back at the man who was holding a glass of water: "By the way, you seemed to hate me before?"

Du Muhan paused, handed her the glass in his hand, and said calmly, "I hate people who are born with everything."

Su Qiao instantly felt that the water she just drank from the mouth was indifferent and tasteless.

Is it because of this?

She was too wrong.

On the surface, the original body seems to have a good family background. She is a little princess who has lived in a castle since she was a child, but in fact...

Forget it, Su Qiao didn't want to mention these things to him again.

"With so many books, it seems that you have a wide range of knowledge."

Law, detectives, computers, business, military politics, painting, and even farming, this man really reads all kinds of books, does he want to be an all-rounder?

Suddenly, Su Qiao swept to a set of detective suspense novels on the top floor.

It was a set of novels based on real cases. It was very popular in the past few years, but later it was banned because some of the pictures in it were too real and the descriptions were too bloody.

"You actually have this set?" She was still looking for this set of books a few days ago, but she didn't expect to find it here.

"Huh? Why is one missing? What about the sixth?" There are ten suspense novels in total, but Su Qiao read it again and found that there was still one missing.

Du Muhan was tall and reached out to help her take down the books one by one and put them on the cabinet: "I lost it when I went to the park."

"It's a pity, this is a collector's edition, and it can't be sold outside now."

Du Muhan didn't show any pity. He took out a canvas bag from the cabinet below, stuffed the books one by one, and handed them to Su Qiao: "Take it back and read it!"

"Then I'm welcome." Su Qiao really wanted to see. After all, the cases here are all real cases, and it's worth learning.

"However, you can help me get dressed now. Are you seeing off a guest?"

Du Muhan was stunned for a while, with doubts in his eyes: "I'll help you pretend, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it for a while, why do you have such a strange idea?"

"..." The strange reaction is how are you?

In ancient times, there were people who brought tea to send off guests. In modern times, the host usually proposes to stay for dinner, or hints that there is something going on for a while, that is to send off guests.