you are a star

Qiao Nan glanced at Liang Feicheng's profile.

It didn't break through his casual saying that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the company is fine, which is a lie to children.

It was only for a moment that my heart was slightly warm, and then I realized that I was being held by him all the time.

Liang Feicheng felt her hand move, glanced at her secretively, and let go of her calmly, "Go downstairs to eat."

The lunch was cooked by the chef of Liang's mansion, with Zhang Sheng's face. For convenience and safety, Liang Feicheng brought him here directly.

Qiao Nan didn't know this chef, presumably he was a newcomer after she left.

But after lunch, she inadvertently learned from Fan Qi that all the servants in the Liang mansion had been changed after she left.

Fan Qi saw her doubts, nodded, and said, "You heard me right, all of them, including Steward Feng."

It wasn't surprising that everyone else had replaced Qiao Nan, but Butler Feng had been in the Liang mansion for decades, and he had worked hard without merit, so he was replaced unexpectedly.

"Why did you replace him so neatly?" Qiao Nan stroked Chacha's round dog's head and looked up at Fan Qi.

Fan Qi casually leaned against the pillar, twirling a cigarette between his fingers. His fingers were nimble, and the cigarette twirled quickly between his fingers without dropping it.

"When Mr. Liang hypnotized you, he actually arranged for Butler Feng to clean up the clues that might have been left in the secret passage afterwards. The butler is old and the hypnosis didn't last long. In fact, he knew that Mr. Liang was pretending the next day. Crazy, but he didn't tell Third Young Master, nor did he mention that someone cleared up the clues before him."

The rest of Fan Qi didn't continue to say anything, but Qiao Nan could also guess nine out of ten.

It should be that Liang Feicheng found out about it later, and fired the housekeeper in a rage.

But Fan Qi said again: "It's not completely considered a dismissal, it's just letting him go to accompany the old man."

Whether it is or not is not important to Qiao Nan.

Fan Qi took a look at her, and said to himself: "Although Mr. Liang has made complete preparations, he is very secretive. He probably didn't expect that Young Master San would believe you and would secretly investigate the truth."

Qiao Nan's hand touching Chacha's head paused, then continued to scratch Chacha's back a few times, his downcast eyes were filled with deep darkness.

Having said all this, Fan Qi couldn't say anything more, so he stood up straight and walked outside.

When she met Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu lifted her chin inward, "What did you say to her, don't forget to say what you shouldn't say in front of her, and be careful to turn around and San Shao will punish you."

"It's nothing." Fan Qi put his hands behind his head and said, "I just mentioned a little bit about the past, and I dare not say anything else even if I have ten guts."

Qiao Nan sat on the chair for a while, put the tea on the floor and let it play by itself, while she walked upstairs to her room for a lunch break.

Said it was a lunch break, but I kept thinking about things in my mind, feeling drowsy, more uncomfortable than not sleeping.

Finally, he simply got up and saw that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the cotton mop, thinking over and over again what Fan Qi said and what Yu Xianli said to her that day.

He took a deep breath, but his eyes were half wet, his vision was blurred, and he felt uncomfortable.

Her fingers gripping the corner of her clothes turned white, she stood up suddenly, strode towards the door, opened the door, walked to the door of the second bedroom next door, and knocked on the door three times.

For a while no one came to the door.

She was sleepy, Liang Feicheng just came back for lunch, and he should have gone to the company by now.

Just as she was about to go back to the room, the door of the second bedroom opened.

When I opened it, there was a scent of body wash.

A dark gray bath towel was tied around Liang Feicheng's waist. His upper body was well-defined and full of mature male hormones, which had a strong visual impact.

Qiao Nan subconsciously held his breath before taking a step back and looking away.

However, before she could speak, Liang Feicheng let go of the doorknob, strode up to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and looked down into her eyes, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Nan avoided his gaze, "You, didn't you go to work?"

"I won't go in the afternoon. With Xiaojiu in the company, I can work at home. You haven't answered me yet, why are your eyes red?"

The man's body was still steaming after he had just bathed, and he felt cool against his face. In such a cold day, he stood shirtless at the door.

Qiao Nan urged him: "Go and get dressed."

As she said that, she turned around and was about to leave, but Liang Feicheng grabbed her wrist, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. You came just in time, I accidentally wet my hand in the shower just now, help me change the medicine."

"Fan Qi is here, ask him to change your medicine." Qiao Nan wanted to break away from him.

"He's too rough, I don't worry," Liang Feicheng said without letting go of her hand this time, "You have to be responsible to the end."

Qiao Nan was pulled into the room by him, knowing that there was no way to hide, he could only compromise and said: "Okay, change the dressing as soon as you change it, but you put on your clothes first, it will hinder the view."

"Don't go." Liang Feicheng glanced at her, then turned to change clothes.

He moved very quickly, worried that Qiao Nan would run away as soon as he turned around. He was wearing a pair of dark gray trousers, and a white shirt was casually draped over his body, and the buttons were only buttoned twice casually.

Fan Qi sent the medicine box up, not daring to look at it randomly, put down the medicine box, went out, and closed the door.

Liang Feicheng sat beside Qiao Nan, and consciously stretched out his hand in front of her. Thinking of what Li Dongbai mentioned on the phone, he frowned slightly.

As soon as Qiao Nan took off the gauze, he heard him take a breath.

"hurts a little."

As soon as he said this, Liang Feicheng frowned even deeper. Why did he listen to Li Dongbai's suggestion?
She will feel distressed if it is appropriate to show weakness in front of her.

But as expected, Qiao Nan's movements were a little softer, and I don't know how much distressed elements took up, but such a small change still pleased Liang Feicheng.

As soon as the gauze was removed, the edges of the wound were soaked white by the water. Qiao Nan frowned tightly, took a complicated look, then picked up a cotton swab and wiped off the surrounding water.

"Knowing that you are injured, don't you pay more attention when you take a shower?"

The corners of his lips were slightly bent, but he said lightly, "Forgot."

Because no one reminded him, he forgot, and the person who reminded him should be her.

Qiao Nan understood the meaning of the words, and muttered: "You are not a child."

"I'm not a child, but I'm a wounded man."

"Liang Feicheng, why did you become so..." Qiao Nan raised his head suddenly, but his eyes fell on his chest.

Liang Feicheng's skin was fair, and any blemishes on his chest would be obvious, especially the thumbnail-sized scar on his chest.

She suddenly felt icy cold all over, as if being drenched in a basin of cold water.

I can't remember how she shot the gun in the first place, but I only remember that the world was in darkness when the world fell apart.