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The person hiding in the trunk of the Lincoln was not Lao Chen’s friend.

But Mr. Zhong.

The fog is heavy.

When and where did Mr. Zhong get on the bus?

Qiao Xi recalled that Lao Chen stopped at many service areas along the way and also got off the car to rest. Which service area did the car get on? Or was he hiding in the trunk from the beginning in Moon Village?

Why was Mr. Zhong injured? He was clearly in the center of Haicheng City, so why did he appear outside the city?

Why did Huo Xingzhou save him?

She knocked her head and felt that she was about to see the truth clearly.

But that layer of confusion enveloped her, and she couldn't even think of that crucial point.

"Little fairy? Miracle doctor?" Sun Weimeng shouted several times, "Can you hear me bragging?"

Sun Weimeng boasted on the other end of the phone for a long time, but did not hear a response.

Qiao Xi came back to her senses and said, "I heard that. Thank you, Mr. Sun. If you help me like this, I'll treat you to dinner next time."

"You're welcome, please help me more. I heard that there will be a competition soon, so come on! I will also go to the Imperial Capital to cheer you on!"

"Thank you, but it's too much trouble. It's too late today, I'll hang up first."

Qiao Xi spoke to Mr. Sun and hung up the phone.

It is unimaginable that Mr. Sun would go to the imperial capital to hold a banner and shout. It would be such a shame.

She wasn't even sure of winning the competition!

This kind of kindness is really hard to bear.

The phone was hung up, and Sun Weimeng's noisy voice in his ears was gone.

The room fell silent.

She also tried hard to peel off the cocoon, trying to see clearly what kind of medicine was sold in Huo Xingzhou and Zhong Yi's gourds. It seems that he and Lao Chen worked together to hide her situation.

Huo Xingzhou didn't want her to know anything.

If she asked him again, she might just get another excuse.

What is it that makes him so afraid?

Qiao Xi closed her eyes and recalled all the details from driving to Moon Village.

correct!

Aunt Chunhua seemed to have mentioned that a young man came from the village and went to the mountains. Later, she was asked by Lao Chen to sort out the gifts and stopped listening.

Also, that night both Huo Xingzhou and Lao Chen said they were not used to living there. She thought it was because of the change of environment that she couldn't sleep, but now she thought there was another hidden reason.

Could it be that they had connected with Zhong Yi at that time?

Is it the car that goes to Moon Village?

Qiao Xi was frightened. The idea that she had been holding on to came to her mind again after she denied it over and over again.

Call Aunt Chunhua first!

Ask for details and determine whether the young man who arrived at Moon Village is in love with him!

Qiao Xi impulsively pulled out her address book and saw the time displayed on her phone.

Half past one in the morning.

It was like a bucket of cold water was poured down from the head. At this point, Aunt Chunhua had already fallen asleep.

She waits!

At least until daybreak.

Qiao Xi lay on the big bed, feeling upset for the first time. She tried to send a message to Shu Xue, the night owl, trying to say something to divert her attention, but this time Shu Xue did not reply.

Sleepless nights.

……

The other side of the bustling city.

Shu Xue is taking a bath.

She drank so much wine that night that she fell asleep for several hours, and it was already midnight when she woke up from peeing. She was taken to Zhou Yu's house, but there was no sound of his voice in the master bedroom.

She probably smelled too much of alcohol, so he went to sleep in the second bedroom.

Shu Xue couldn't stand the sour smell on her body, so she got up and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath.

As the shower nozzle fell behind the hot water, many thoughts flashed through her mind.

After taking a shower, walk out of the room.

Then he saw Zhou Yu sitting on the sofa in the master bedroom, and the lights in the room were not turned on. It was pitch black, with only the light from outside outlining his silhouette.

Zhou Yu looked up at her when he heard the noise, "I'm afraid you're hungry, so I've prepared some midnight snacks. The housekeeping aunt won't be here tonight, can I have quick-frozen dumplings?"

There is a bowl of steaming dumplings on the coffee table in front of the sofa. They are so small that they can fit into one mouthful.

"can."

Shu Xue walked to him and sat down, obediently eating the bowl of dumplings. She was thinking how many women had felt Zhou Yu's thoughtfulness in the middle of the night.

He may seem bohemian, but he must have a soft heart.

Unfortunately, that soft piece of pure land does not seem to belong to her. She shouldn't have found those things in the storage room, let alone delved into the name he searched for on his phone.

"Shu Xue."

Zhou Yu said with a somewhat apologetic tone, "The Tianyuan Group will hold a designer salon at the Grand Hotel on Saturday, and the Future City project has been handed over to me. The designers attending are all well-known at home and abroad. I might……"

Designer Salon is a cocktail party for the design industry, where you can have long conversations with people with the same interests and it is more casual than a formal meeting. You can enjoy wine and pastries while talking freely.

Shu Xue said while eating dumplings: "What a coincidence! I just wanted to tell you that my parents have something to do on the weekend and can't go. Let's make an appointment next time. We were a little hasty about getting the certificate before, but you didn't even tell me I proposed to you."

She smiled and looked at him.

Zhou Yu laughed and looked like he was relieved.

Shu Xue lowered her head. Zhou Yu's reaction was what she expected. For Zhou Yu, I am afraid that except for that person, everyone else is just make do.

Shu Xue even guessed the reason why he didn't get married.

"I'll invite your parents to Fuchun Garden for dinner next week. Then we'll talk about our marriage..."

"It doesn't matter when you are free. I'm full. If I want to eat up, I'll walk around the neighborhood twice. You can go to bed first."

Shu Xue is no longer so eager to marry herself off.

"Zhou Yu, I want to move back home to be with my parents. I don't want to live in a small apartment anymore. They are getting older..."

Zhou Yu responded: "That's fine."

……

the next day.

The sky is bright.

After not sleeping all night, Qiao Xi got up, took out her cell phone and dialed Aunt Chunhua in the countryside. The phone was not connected for a long time, and she was inevitably a little upset.

Qiao Xi went to the bathroom to wash up and sobered up with cold water.

She looked at the particularly obvious dark circles on her fair skin and decided to cover them up with a thin layer of liquid foundation. After she walked out of the room, she called Aunt Chunhua again.

Still haven't gotten through.

Country people are busy in the morning and may not bring their mobile phones with them.

Qiao Xi took a deep breath and walked downstairs.

Aunt Qian yawned and walked out of the room. When she saw the clock hanging on the wall, it was only six o'clock. Qiao Xi packed up and went downstairs.

"Young Madam, you got up so early? I haven't made breakfast yet." Aunt Qian observed her expression and said, "Young Madam, how about I get you a bowl of wontons soon?"

Qiao Xi smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to bother Aunt Qian."

She glanced at the phone screen from time to time, but there was still no call.

Aunt Qian served the fresh, smooth and fragrant wontons, sprinkled with chopped green onion and seaweed, which were particularly appetizing in the celadon flower bowl.

"Thank you Aunt Qian."

Qiao Xi thanked her and stared at the information on the screen while scooping out a small, round wonton with a white porcelain spoon.

"hiss!"

The tip of my tongue was severely burned, numb and painful.

"Young madam, hurry up and take a sip of cold water. Why are you so absent-minded today? I..."

buzzing.

Qiao Xi's cell phone vibrated. It was Aunt Chunhua's call.