you are a star

After Rong Chi finished speaking, he saw Du Jinghong, who had changed into his uniform, walking towards them with Qiao Nan on his arm.

Rong Chi naturally led his wife to sit beside him. Du Jinghong still had an empty seat in the past, so she immediately pulled Qiao Nan to sit down.

After Qiao Nan took his seat, Du Jinghong's elders were sitting beside him. Just now, Du Jinghong reluctantly called his aunt.

The aunt's eyes lit up when she saw Qiao Nan, and when she heard that she was Du Jinghong's friend, she approached her without pretending to be a lady, and asked, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

Qiao Nan lowered her head and straightened her clothes until Du Jinghong's voice sounded in her ears: "If my aunt can ignore her, ignore her. She is looking for a wife for her son."

Only then did Qiao Nan realize it later, and when he turned sideways, he saw a well-dressed lady sitting next to her, looking at her with the eyes of a product.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed another scorching gaze falling on her.

She curled her lips, "I'm sorry, I can't use my right ear, so I didn't hear it."

Her thin and soft voice is mixed with a bit of coldness, and it sounds like she has a sense of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Feicheng, who was sitting across from her, glanced deeply at her right ear, and suddenly clenched his fingers holding the wine glass tightly, causing tiny cracks to appear in the transparent glass.

When the aunt heard this, she smiled embarrassingly, she was beautiful, she didn't expect to be a disabled person.

She immediately lost interest in Qiao Nan, and when she got up and walked past Liang Feicheng, she muttered in disgust, "It's not good enough."

Suddenly, she groaned, tripped her foot, fell forward and fell to the ground, red wine was splashed all over her body, and her hair was loose.

She looked back angrily, only to see a chair that she had tripped over, just about to yell, when she saw Liang Feicheng sitting on the main seat, he glanced at her coldly, and immediately shut up.

The curse words have come to his lips, and he can only hold back abruptly.

She dared to lose her temper in front of Liang Feicheng only when she was confused, she could only swallow her anger and get up, and only dared to curse when she was helped by the waiter to leave.

Li Dongbai took a meaningful look at the fallen chair. Just now he saw clearly that the chair was kicked out by someone.

At the same time, Rong Chi looked away calmly.

Liang Feicheng fumbled for the cover of the pocket watch with his fingers, and raised his eyelids to glance at the opposite side.

The voice of the woman sitting across from him was still soft and soft, and she didn't know what she was talking to Du Jinghong. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. rhodonite earrings.

A little rounder than before, but still thinner, but also more beautiful.

Never looked at him from the beginning to the end.

Du Jinghong and Rong Chi went to toast. Qiao Nan was about to ask the waiter to bring her a glass of champagne, but when he turned around, he accidentally bumped into the waiter who was walking past her, and immediately splashed the glasses of wine on the tray. On Jonan.

The wine glass hit the ground and made a loud sound!
"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss, I'm sorry." The waitress turned pale with fright.

This is the wedding of the young master of the Rong family, and all the people present are famous people who can be counted in Yanjing City, and any one of them can make her lose her job.

She was so anxious that she was about to cry, but Qiao Nan seemed to be fine, Wen Wen said lightly: "It's okay, I'll just change a dress, please tidy up here."

Qiao Nan got up and looked down at the windbreaker on her body. Fortunately, the color of the windbreaker was very light, and no traces could be seen, but some wine flowed into her neck, sticky and greasy, very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a warm suit jacket was covering her body, she turned her head and saw Liang Feicheng standing behind her in a white shirt and black vest, his eyes were as deep as a pool of cold.

It was obvious that the suit she was wearing belonged to him.

She was about to raise her hand to take it off, but Liang Feicheng suddenly grabbed her wrist. The cold touch of the man's palm made Qiao Nan get goosebumps.

It was a bone-chilling icy cold that made her teeth chatter. How could a person's palm be so cold?
Before she could break free, she was dragged away by Liang Feicheng in full view.

……

Qiao Nan came out of the shower, bowed his head in a bathrobe, and looked up to see the man sitting on the sofa who hadn't left yet.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Qiao Nan stepped on his slippers and went to open the door.

The waiter outside the door was carrying a paper bag, "Miss, here are your clothes."

Qiao Nan looked down and knew without thinking that it was the man in the room who ordered it. She took it with a smile, "Thank you."

She didn't intend to close the door yet, but held the doorknob with one hand, and said sideways: "It's a lonely man and a widow, it's a little strange that Liang Sanshao is still here..."

She turned sideways while talking, but before she finished speaking, the door slammed shut, and Liang Feicheng pushed her against the wall of the entrance!

"Since you appeared until now, pretend you don't know me, don't you have a word to say to me?"

The man's cold voice crossed the eardrum of the left ear, obviously that ear was intact, but the moment she heard his voice, why did she feel a tingling pain, the pain spread all the way to her nerves, and her blood boiled In an instant, it cooled down rapidly.

She looked at the man who was so close in front of her. For more than a year, whether it was long or not, there were nearly six hundred days and nights.

Time passed by Liang Feicheng's body, leaving behind a more stable temperament, and his facial features became more and more profound and charming. What time has given him has always been a gift.

She smiled nonchalantly and said, "What do you say? Acquaintances will exchange a few words when they meet, what about us? Maybe I have to stab you with a knife, that's our way of greeting."

Liang Feicheng's face froze for a moment, and his other hand wiped fiercely from her red lips. Qiao Nan turned his head and pushed him away suddenly!

It was Liang Feicheng who clasped her wrist again, and pressed her against the mirror in the entrance with his backhand. He moved so violently that he almost heard the sound of bones breaking. Qiao Nan exclaimed and his heart pounded.

The man's muscular and tense body was pressed against her, and he gritted his teeth next to her ear: "Why come back!"

After listening carefully, the man's voice was somewhat elusive and trembling.

A mocking laugh burst from Qiao Nan's lips, "You can only call back the place that can be called home. What is Yanjing City to me?"

How could a place that left her with painful memories be called a destination?

Liang Feicheng's heart was pinched unexpectedly by an invisible big hand, and the wound less than five millimeters away from the heart suddenly started to hurt.

"Then what are you doing back here?" The man's voice was deep and he stared at her eyes without blinking, and his breathing gradually deepened.

Qiao Nan's beautiful water eyes swept across his stern face, but he didn't see the flash of red in his eye sockets.

She leaned forward suddenly, let out a breath of red lips, and said word by word with a smile in his ear: "I'm here to take your life."