you are a star

Su Yi followed Liang Feicheng out, and saw Mr. Liang standing under the umbrella outside the yard from a distance. She paused, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard.

The servant who was holding an umbrella with Suyi was a little surprised for a moment.

This Miss Su was not slow when she was chasing the third young master just now, why did she slow down again now, and she frequently looked down at her ankles.

Does her ankle hurt or not?
Before Su Yi got close, she heard Mr. Liang standing there and scolded angrily: "Absurd! Absurd!"

She hurried over and supported Mr. Liang's trembling arm, "Don't worry, Mr. Third Brother is just in a hurry. Besides, Qiao Nan is so young and he hasn't been burned. Nothing will happen."

Mr. Liang was furious, "That woman is probably just pretending!"

He looked down at her feet again, "Your sprain is still not healed, so don't run around at this time."

Su Yi shook her head, "I was just afraid that my third brother might be in danger, so I didn't care so much, it's fine."

Mr. Liang stroked the faucet of the crutch with his finger, and said hoarsely: "It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back, and when the weather clears up, I'll ask you to come out to accompany me, an old man."

"Okay, I'll be here when you're called."

Su Yi maintained a dignified and gentle expression on her face. When she got into the car, her face hidden in the dim light gradually sank, and she turned her head to look at the Liang mansion behind her secretly.

However, the scene of seeing Qiao Nan's side face in the cellar still lingers in his mind.

Although she believed that she was wrong, there was always a knot in her heart, which made her uneasy.

After returning to the apartment, she called her friend who worked in the hospital: "Bai Ya, do you have someone you trust who can obtain Qiao Nan's blood type information? It's at Union Hospital."

She only remembered that the last time Qiao Nan was almost killed by Su Qingyang, it was because of too much blood loss that he almost couldn't be saved.

In addition, news of the Liang family was blocked, and the outside world knew nothing.

As soon as her friend heard about this, she agreed without asking her any reason: "Okay, just wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yi leaned against the head of the bed and took out the white handkerchief that Liang Feicheng gave her back then from under the pillow.

She looked at the word Liang embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, thinking.

About 10 minutes later, Bai Ya called back: "I found it, it's type AB."

Su Yi suddenly clenched the handkerchief tightly.

Qiao Nan turned out to have type AB blood!

Only then did Bai Ya ask her, "Why did you suddenly check Qiao Nan's blood type? Is it because Liang Feicheng gave her a blood transfusion?"

Su Yi was stunned again, and a dark and restless emotion suddenly surged in her chest. A slight crack appeared on her usually gentle and dignified face. She lowered her voice and asked her, "You said Third Brother gave her a blood transfusion?"

"Yes, she lost a lot of blood that time, and the blood bank at Xiehe was out of stock. Liang Feicheng donated blood to her on the spot. I heard that the news was blocked, but I didn't expect it to reach your ears."

Su Yi held the phone tightly, her hand bones turned white, and her fingerprints pressed against the black case of the phone. She lowered her head, her side face was dark, and she said faintly: "I just want to confirm whether this news is reliable."

"You don't have to worry about it. I've heard that the car from the Liang mansion went to pick you up in person today. It was the order of Mr. Liang. Tell me quickly, are you going to marry into the Liang family?"

After all, that's what's been said outside.

Su Yi was still engrossed in the previous conversation, when she suddenly asked this question, she was not in the mood to deal with it at all, so she hung up the phone after prevaricating a few words.

She clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand.

It's just a coincidence, Qiao Nan's blood type happens to be type AB, which doesn't mean anything.

She turned to look at herself in the mirror of the dressing table.

The woman in the mirror slowly raised her red lips, and smiled coquettishly, "Su Yi, at least you are still a daughter of a famous family, so what is Qiao Nan?"

Liang mansion.

The master bedroom on the third floor.

Qiao Nan still didn't wake up after finishing the drip.

Before the high fever subsided, his body was already drenched with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Liang Feicheng found her pajamas, put them on the head of the bed, and then took off her wet clothes.

He glanced at the pale pink scars that criss-crossed on the woman's fair body. They were very pale, but because of her fair skin, they were still clear.

These scars will all fade away in less than a month.

His fingers trembled almost imperceptibly, and the words that the woman said before she completely passed out seemed to be still lingering in his ears.

——"Liang Feicheng, you asked me how much I owe you, but how much do you owe me..."

There seemed to be thin needles hidden in the gaps in the air, and as soon as he breathed, those needles were drawn into his tracheoalveoli, and there was an astonishing darkness in the bottom of his eyes.

After changing his clothes, Liang Feicheng leaned against the bed, took out the cigarette case and wanted to light a cigarette, but thought of something, and threw the case back.

The woman lying beside him suddenly leaned over.

"Cold...so cold..."

After Qiao Nan broke out in sweat, his whole body was shivering from the cold, and he kept leaning against him.

Liang Feicheng pursed his thin lips.

Xiao Jiu lowered her voice outside the door and said, "Third Young Master, the old man sent a message to ask you to go to the side courtyard."

Liang Feicheng hesitated for half a second, and finally wrapped him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's getting late, tell him to rest early, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Xiao Jiu outside the door paused and replied, "Yes."

He went downstairs and told the original words to the bodyguard sent by the old man. The bodyguard was also taken aback for a moment, and when he returned to the side courtyard, old man Liang got very angry.

Silent night.

Liang Feicheng turned off the light, the woman's thin breathing lingered in his ears, and her hot breath was on his neck.

He almost kept his eyes open until dawn.

When her body temperature was no longer so hot, he closed his eyes without feeling sleepy.

A night of shock, probably so.

After an unknown amount of time, the slender woman on the bed moved slightly.

Qiao Nan opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Liang Feicheng's handsome face close at hand.

The memory hadn't come back yet, and he couldn't remember what happened for a while, so he shrank back a bit.

It was this movement that alarmed Liang Feicheng, who was sleeping lightly.

The man's dark brown pupils reflected her pale face, and she was morbidly pale, more fragile than soap bubbles.

Reminiscent of her coma in the cellar, with a cat-like face, Liang Feicheng immediately remembered the reason why the cellar was on fire.

At that time, I really wanted to strangle her to death on the spot!
The reason why she didn't say anything before was because she was in a coma, even if he scolded her angrily, he wouldn't respond, let alone teach her a lesson!

At this moment, when he saw her wake up, all kinds of emotions were pushed into his chest, tearing at his reason and restraint, and he didn't even care that she was still sick.

He sat up with a sullen face, lifted the quilt, pulled Qiao Nan onto his lap, and then slapped her ass hard with his big palm!
"Playing with electric arson! Qiao Nan, you are capable!"

As he spoke, there was another snap!