you are a star

Yanda started school, and all the registration procedures were done online, but when Qiao Nan went to the campus website to check, he found that he had already registered and paid the fee.

The time was two days ago.

She frowned, she obviously hasn't signed up yet, why...

Then a possibility came to mind.

She sent a text message to Xiaojiu [Xiaojiu, are you the one who signed up and paid for me? 】

Xiao Jiu replied in almost seconds [Yes. 】

She leaned back on the back of the sofa, her frown relaxed, she guessed right, she bowed her head and typed a line: [Thank you, please give me your account number, I will return the money to you. 】

This time, Xiao Jiu's message came half a minute late [It's San Shao's money, if you want to pay it back, please return it to San Shao. 】

Qiao Nan stared at the line of words, the hand holding the phone trembled, and looked down at his left wrist, which was clenched red by him last night.

The circles of her eyes were slightly red, and soon she replied to Xiaojiu: [Okay, I will record it in the account book. 】

Xiao Jiu anxiously glanced at Liang Feicheng who was looking down at his phone screen.

The moment Qiao Nan sent the last message, Liang Feicheng's stern jawline suddenly tightened. Just when Xiao Jiu thought he was going to get angry, he moved the phone away expressionlessly.

He spit out two words calmly: "Troublesome."

Xiao Jiu put the phone away, and Liang Feicheng asked him, "Where did Yu Wenzhou go?"

Been quiet for a long time recently.

Most importantly, Qiao Nan was not harassed.

"It hasn't been found yet. His whereabouts this time are very mysterious, and he seems to be connected with the mercenaries on the sub-triangle side." Xiao Jiu replied.

Liang Feicheng tapped his finger on the keyboard, the computer screen lit up, and he said in a cold voice, "He finally couldn't hold it anymore."

Xiao Jiu frowned, "Third Young Master, did you use that power to find Qiao Nan last time, so Yu Wenzhou noticed it?"

"It's not a day or two since he stared at me."

He used Qiao Nan as bait again and again.

Liang Feicheng's eyes were as cool as water, and he glanced lightly at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, the orange-red light seemed to illuminate the looming sharpness in his eyes.

His voice seemed to be wrapped in ice, revealing an unruly voice: "If you notice it, it's also the tip of the iceberg."

Xiao Jiu thought of something, and asked solemnly: "What about the old man, did he also notice something?"

"will not."

That was the trump card he had held in his hand for nearly four years, and no one could easily shake it.

……

Qiao Nan took sick leave and didn't go to school until the weekend to take the make-up exam at the end of last semester.

She can study the course by herself at home, but the exam is related to graduation, so she has to go.

The car drove out of Nanyuan, and when turning a corner, she saw three cars following behind, all of which were bodyguards.

Drive out from Nanyuan and keep her airtight.

By the time she came out of the last subject in the afternoon, it was already close to the peak time for getting off work.

The four vehicles were separated by the vehicles coming in from various intersections, but the distance was not too far, and even if there was any emergency, they could respond in time.

The car Qiao Nan was sitting in was driving at the front, stopped at the intersection, and waited for the green light.

The moment the light turned green, the bodyguard released the brakes and drove the car out.

Suddenly, on the left side of the intersection, a rickety pickup ran a red light and rushed over madly——

……

Outside the emergency center, before a silver-gray top-of-the-line car stopped, the door was opened from the inside, and a tall, long-legged man got out of the car with his brows furrowed.

The man's eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded an aura of indifference that should not be entered by strangers.

"Third Young Master, the person has been checked. There is no internal injury or concussion, just some external injuries."

Liang Feicheng stretched his long legs and strode towards Qiao Nan who was sitting beside the emergency bed.

The frost in the bottom of the eyes began to melt away.

The woman is sitting, her long legs are slightly bent, her head is lowered, her long hair hangs on her sides, her palms are pressing her forehead, and rubbing it slowly.

Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of her, and she, who had just experienced thrilling, flinched in fright, and suddenly raised her head.

She was still a little dizzy, raised her head too much, and was dazzled by the light above her head so that her eyes went black for a while, and she couldn't even see who was standing in front of her, and her body was shaky.

A big warm hand grabbed her shoulders and pressed her body firmly on the bed, "Don't move around."

She couldn't hear the sound, but the faint scent of agarwood on the man's body lingered between her lips and nose, entangled like a nightmare and inexplicably made her heart, which had been hanging in her throat, sink back to its original position.

The fingers hanging by his side were tightly clenched, his head was lowered, and a faint self-mockery was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, when the car was hit, she thought of Liang Feicheng...

Liang Feicheng glanced deeply at her clenched hands, let go of her thin shoulders, and turned to the bodyguard, "Has the perpetrator been arrested?"

The bodyguard nodded, "I'm already in the traffic police brigade, it's drunk driving."

The man hummed coldly, but his brows didn't show any sign of relaxation, "Ask someone to interrogate it carefully, and don't make any mistakes. If there are any problems, just hand them over to the criminal police brigade."

Driving drunk and running a red light, the coldness between Liang Feicheng's eyebrows became more and more profound.

The doctor came over after finishing other things, looked down at Qiao Nan's slightly swollen forehead, and said, "If there is no other discomfort, you can go home after taking a rest."

Qiao Nan understood the last five words, and just as she was about to thank her, Liang Feicheng, who was standing in front of her, said to the doctor, "Hospitalized for one night of observation."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, "If you have this request, it's fine, it's up to you."

"Then stay in the hospital for a night of observation." Liang Feicheng said incredulously.

Seeing the shape of his mouth, Qiao Nan shook his head nervously and said, "I'm not hospitalized."

"No." Liang Feicheng vetoed without hesitation.

Qiao Nan's back was in a hot sweat, because tonight was the hacker competition, and she had to participate, and she wanted to get the 30.

Just when Liang Feicheng was about to turn around, Qiao Nan grabbed his coat subconsciously, with cold sweat on his hands, and finally looked up at him.

I haven't seen her for about a week. She met those bottomless dark brown eyes. The man turned his head and looked at her calmly. She said, "I don't want to be in the hospital, I want to go back to Nanyuan."

Her voice was a little hoarse because of the excessive panic before, but it sounded very different to Liang Feicheng's ears.

It's like being coquettish.

On the night about a week ago, he clearly said he hated his woman.

As soon as he took a breath, his thin lips were slightly pursed.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu walked in hurriedly, and said with a solemn expression: "Sir, the driver who caused the accident suddenly ran out of the traffic police building and was hit by a car and died."