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The housekeeping aunt came out of the kitchen, walked up to Liang Feicheng and said respectfully, "Third Young Master, the food is ready."

Liang Feicheng closed his laptop and said indifferently, "Then let's have dinner."

Afterwards, the housekeeping aunt walked up to Qiao Nan, lowered her voice and said with a smile, "I made delicious food for you."

After a few days of contact, she found that Qiao Nan was actually a hidden snack foodie. As long as the food was to her liking, her eyes would be like those of a child, and she would show a natural smile.

Although she deliberately lowered her voice, Liang Feicheng could still hear clearly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qiao Nan smiled joyfully, biting his lower lip, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, as if a shimmering light had brushed over that delicate little face.

Su Yi sat up from the sofa and saw Qiao Nan bowing his head and smiling. Even as a woman, she found it very attractive.

The fingers hanging by his side were clenched, and he said to Liang Feicheng with a normal face, "Third brother, it's time to eat."

Liang Feicheng looked away, hummed lightly, and then raised his hand to signal the bodyguard to help Su Yi to the dining table.

After sitting down, I saw another dinner prepared by the housekeeper across the table. It was very delicate and very small.

Obviously, it was something she had prepared for Qiao Nan as she said just now.

The auntie housekeeper quickly explained: "Miss Qiao has not had a good appetite these days, so I will make some delicious food for her so that she can eat more."

"It's so expensive now." Liang Feicheng said indifferently, and glanced at Qiao Nan's little face, which looked much better.

"No." The housekeeping aunt knew that Liang Feicheng had misunderstood.

Qiao Nan didn't have time to stop her, so she heard her say to Liang Feicheng, "Miss Qiao had a high fever the night you left, and she's had a low-grade fever for the past few days, that's why I don't have much appetite."

Liang Feicheng paused the hand that picked up the chopsticks, his eyes darkened.

The housekeeping aunt took the opportunity to tell Qiao Nan's grievances, "That night was really dangerous, and there was no doctor nearby. Fortunately, I called Mr. Chen and found antipyretics in the drawer. The fever didn't subside until late at night. Take the child away. It's a toss..."

"Okay, Auntie, are there any other dishes? Go and get them out." Qiao Nan interrupted her loudly.

What are these words for Liang Feicheng?
She knew about Auntie's kindness, but she never thought of gaining sympathy in front of Liang Feicheng.

This is the last and only dignity she can hold in her hands, and she will never be trampled by Liang Feicheng's few words.

The housekeeping aunt sighed inwardly.

After a few days of contact, I probably knew Qiao Nan's mood, so I didn't say anything else, and turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out some other dishes.

Qiao Nan sipped the soup with a spoon.

Just when the housekeeping aunt brought out all the dishes, the man's cold voice came: "How do you make these dishes?"

Su Yi glanced at it, her expression changed, she turned her head and asked, "These dishes are not eaten by San Shao, how do you do them?"

"Ah?" The housekeeping aunt looked at Qiao Nan in a panic, and said at a loss, "I asked Ms. Qiao what the third young master likes to eat..."

"Miss Qiao has been in the Liang mansion for so many years, don't you know what the third brother doesn't eat?" Su Yi looked at the housekeeper and said coldly.

In fact, the finger of the problem was pointed at Qiao Nan.

In the open, he was blaming the housekeeper, but in private, he said that Qiao Nan didn't know anything about Liang Feicheng.

Qiao Nan looked up at the dishes on the table, frowned, and realized that he had heard wrong.

And two of the dishes were something Liang Feicheng could never touch, because he would be allergic.

Qiao Nan didn't want to explain at first, Liang Feicheng definitely thought she did it on purpose anyway, but when she saw the flustered face of the housekeeping aunt, she frowned.

She looked into Liang Feicheng's eyes and said, "I heard it wrong. I heard Auntie asking me what you don't eat. It's my fault. Ms. Su doesn't have to be aggressive."

"It seems that Ms. Qiao is really a bit confused. You can mishear such a sentence, but you can't blame you if you are sick. It's just a pity for this table of food." Su Yi's tone was calm, and there was no dissatisfaction in her words mood.

But Qiao Nan heard an inexplicable meaning.

A feeling that made her very disgusted.

Just when she pursed her lips and was about to speak, Liang Feicheng interrupted coldly: "Eat."

Qiao Nan was thin-skinned, and when someone interrupted him like this, his face became hot, his hand holding the spoon trembled, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

Su Yi said: "Third brother, if you don't want to eat, ask someone to..."

Liang Feicheng saw Qiao Nan's red ears, and his face darkened, "Don't bother."

Except for the two dishes that Liang Feicheng was allergic to, Liang Feicheng had tried all the other dishes.

Su Yi felt uncomfortable, and planned to ask the housekeeper to cook two more dishes, but thought that Liang Feicheng didn't like wasting food, so she gave up.

Qiao Nan finished eating first, and the housekeeping aunt didn't cook much for her. She didn't have a good appetite, so she ate small and frequent meals.

She said lightly: "I'm full."

Put down the dishes and got up, then turned and went upstairs.

When she disappeared into the dining room, Liang Feicheng raised his eyes and glanced in her direction, expressionless.

Su Yi served Liang Feicheng a bowl of soup, "Third brother, this soup is okay."

Liang Feicheng hummed, but he didn't touch the soup she handed over until after the meal.

Su Yi is sensitive by nature, but she is impeccable on the surface.

Not long after Qiao Nan left, Liang Feicheng also put down his chopsticks and said to Su Yi, "It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back."

Feeling lost, Su Yi smiled and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, third brother."

She was supported by the bodyguards, and she limped out of the house. When she walked down the stairs, one of the bodyguards failed to support her, which almost made her fall.

She didn't feel any pain.

In fact, she didn't feel pain from the beginning to the end, because her pain-sensing nerves are weaker than ordinary people, and there is no pain that would make her care.

"Miss Su, get in the car." The bodyguard reminded.

Su Yi got into the car, turned her head and looked in the direction of Nanyuan thoughtfully.

A whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows, the handsome figure of the man is like a fairy in a painting, engraved in her mind a long time ago, so unattainable.

The car drove a long way before she looked back, looked down at her severely swollen ankle, and silently curled the corners of her lips.

The carriage was dim, her side face was hidden in the darkness, her eyes became more and more obscure and gloomy.

At this moment, she is like a ghost living in the dark, without the warmth of sunshine during the day.

Although Liang Feicheng will still help her in everything, she always feels different from before.

It was that time after she pleaded with Su Qingyang, the third brother's attitude towards her became more and more indifferent.

She bent down, touched the swollen ankle, hooked her fingers, and pressed hard, the most swollen place was turned white by her pressure.The surrounding circle was shockingly red.

The slightest bit of pain was slowly transmitted to her heart, suppressing the manic and dark side deep in her heart.

She took a deep breath, and her red lips seemed to evoked a strange arc in the shadows.