you are a star

Qiao Beibei got out of the car tremblingly, the scene of Qiao Nan fighting still remained in her mind, as if seeing the scene of Qiao Nan helping her drive away the street gangsters when she was young.

She had forgotten many of the friendships she had when she was young, but at this moment her memories were brought up, and her heart was surging.

Her chest was warm for a while, and she walked over to look at Qiao Nan's hands, "Cousin, your hands..."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man who was more noble and elegant than everyone she had ever seen, including Yu Shaoting, holding Qiao Nan's wrist tightly, leading her, and getting into the black car that seemed to be expensive at first glance.

Pretending to be Qiao Beibei the whole time does not exist.

Qiao Beibei stared blankly at the man's clear profile, cold and hard side face, and the slightly tightened jawline was delicately drawn out like a fine brushwork.

My mind was in a trance, as if I had seen it somewhere.

Qiao Nan twisted his wrist to break free, Liang Feicheng's voice was gentle, with a bit of coaxing low: "Nan Nan, be more obedient."

Liang Feicheng pressed her wrist, leaned forward and took out a tube of ointment from the storage box in the front row.

It was the leftover medicine that Fan Qi had used.

Qiao Nan recognized that it was the medicine he sent to Kongcheng last time. He meant that he found someone to make it specially, and there was no medicine in it that would cause her allergies.

"Small injury, no need." Qiao Nan said as he was about to pull out his hand.

But Liang Feicheng pressed tightly, not giving her the slightest chance to break free, and said calmly, "Small injuries may also be infected. You can hate me, but you can't make fun of your body."

Qiao Nan glanced at the injuries on the back of his hand that were more serious than hers, looked away, and said in a tone like a cool breeze, "Three young masters are laughing at fifty steps?"

Liang Feicheng glanced down at his hand, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, his eyes were like night stars.

"It doesn't matter if a man is rough."

The cool ointment adhered to the wound, and the slightly tingling and hot feeling was quickly relieved, or it was specially made by Liang Feicheng, and the effect of the medicine was really good.

Fan Qi, Xiao Jiu, and Liang Feicheng's two competent subordinates will be loyal to him, partly because they were adopted by the Liang family and repay their kindness, and partly because Liang Feicheng treated them well.

"You used to know how to do three-legged cat kung fu. Shen taught you close combat?" Liang Feicheng's voice was cool, and there were faint and indecipherable emotions hidden in it when he listened carefully.

Qiao Nan's hand trembled, a certain nerve in her mind was twitched fiercely, her brain jumped suddenly, and the lowered eyebrows made it difficult for anyone to see what was hidden in her eyes.

"What's the surname Shen?"

Liang Feicheng held her hand, he could clearly feel the tremor, his eyes slid to her face, seeing that her expression was normal, he just laughed lowly: "The empty city is open, the signature on the flower basket."

Qiao Nan withdrew his hand back calmly.

Move quickly and decisively.

"Just a friend."

A faint self-mockery flashed across Liang Feicheng's lips, but he didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, he was just guessing. With a surname of Shen, he didn't know the gender, let alone his identity, so there was no way to find it out.

But from her reaction just now, it should be more than just a friend.

However, what he always cared about was that Rong Chi told him on the day of his wedding that Du Jinghong met Qiao Nan on a ferry, and a young man who looked like he doted on Qiao Nan very much.

The word pet can be interpreted in many ways, but if this word is added to a man and a woman, it will add a bit of charming reverie, and the development direction of the story will be very different.

Qiao Nan couldn't figure out what Liang Feicheng was thinking. Seeing that she didn't continue what she had just said, she turned her head and looked out the car window.

"Thank you for what happened just now."

Although even without Liang Feicheng's presence, she still had a way to shut up those pampered ladies and send Jing Qingning to the police station.

Detaining others for a few days is enough to teach her a lesson.

But Liang Feicheng stepped forward...

One size fits all, she always has to say thank you.

If you don't know clearly, you will continue to cut things and make things messy, and finally pull out the evil fate that should not continue.

Therefore, she must make her position very clear.

"Why do you have to do this with me?" Liang Feicheng's voice was tinged with displeasure.

Qiao Nan bent his lips and smiled slightly: "Brothers have to settle accounts clearly, not to mention that San Shao and I are neither related nor related, so we can't receive your favor in vain. It's just a thank you, and we still have to say it."

Liang Feicheng looked at her bright and charming face, and said something hurtful, but he couldn't get annoyed at all. Now he couldn't bear to scold her, and he didn't even want to sarcasm.

His eyes were flat, and his voice was normal, he said: "Since you have all said thank you, then I will simply be a good person to the end and send you back."

As soon as Liang Feicheng finished speaking, Qiao Nan saw his red Ferrari driving out of the villa from the corner of his eye. On the passenger seat was Qiao Beibei's face pale with fright, and in the driver's seat was Xiao Jiu with a serious face.

At this point, Qiao Nan had nothing to say, and she didn't expect that Liang Feicheng's face-to-face would really be a headache.

He just said: "Then please ask Xiao Jiu to drive the car to Donglin Community."

Fan Qi called Xiao Jiu. After speaking, he started the car and drove the car out of the villa. After passing the gate, he saw the traces of the iron gate being knocked open, and he was amazed.

Sure enough, it was black, and Qiao Nan deserved to be the one who had been with San Shao for so many years, and San Shao directly knocked open the gate of Yu Wenzhou's villa in the same way.

A person who is so worthy from the inside out...

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East neighborhood.

Qiao Beibei got out of the car, looked at the tall, straight man standing beside the car, and saw his hand on the door frame to prevent Qiao Nan's head from hitting the car, his eyes were deep and gentle.

It seemed that there was only room for Qiao Nan in his eyes.

Such a handsome and noble man, carefully and tenderly protecting the appearance of a woman, no matter who sees it, he will be moved.

It was as if an electric current flashed through her mind, crackling and blasting the scene on the day of grandma's death this year——

Over the past year, many things have happened to Qiao's family. First, grandma died in a car accident on the way to Yanjing City. Later, Qiao's business declined and her father was heavily in debt. She was forced to drop out of school and start working outside.

Grandma's death day was the day before Lixia, and it was pouring rain just like last year.

She works in a knitting factory in the county seat, and she took leave in the afternoon to go to the cemetery to visit her grandma. By the time she finished her batch of goods and took the bus to the suburbs, it was almost evening.

After two consecutive days of heavy rain, the sky was gray, and in the evening, the sky became a little drowsy. She held an umbrella and ran out of the bus stop when the rain weakened a little.

The cemetery is halfway up the mountain. From the foot of the mountain to the top, there are two rows of stone steps paved with granite, which are very clean by the rain and glow with water.

She walked forward with her head down, and she didn't see someone coming down the mountain, and almost bumped into him.

She raised the umbrella in her hand, and the rain was like scattered small glass beads, shaking in front of her eyes.

A quick glance only saw a man in a black suit holding a big black umbrella.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, it was dark, and she could only see the profile of a very superior profile, but it was not difficult to see from the elegant clothes that he was a man of great status.

Especially the fingers of the man holding the handle of the umbrella are clean and slender, looking like the hands of an artist.

At this moment, Qiao Beibei stood by the car and looked at the man who was protecting Qiao Nan.

Isn't his profile the same as the man she saw that evening holding a big black umbrella and coming down the granite steps of the cemetery?