Chapter Twenty Two: What is Your Name?

Qin Yichen carefully opened the door as he got back from all the contract signing. Unlike when they had just arrived, he could already smell the signature scent that accompanied the little girl. 

Somehow, despite all the fragrances and perfumes he had been exposed to since he was young, he felt like nothing seemed to compare to how Rong Yue smelled. 

She smelled like a mixture of sweet and nature, a very relaxing scent that didn't match how sly he had come to understand her as. 

The house was quiet and it was almost as if there was no one in there. 

"Master, she chose your bedroom and since you said we couldn't appear before her, there was no way to stop her." One of his guards that had stayed here to make sure that no one was tracking him came out from the shadows. 

"Hmmm, leave it that way." Qin Yichen said as a picture of her in his bed crossed his mind.