After breaking off the engagement, Mr. Li knelt down in private to ask for a kiss.

Fu Qingyan and Rong Yan raised their heads and saw Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was wearing a black long coat, still the same as before.

Every time Fu Qingyan saw her dressed like this, she felt that Nan Qiao seemed to be unable to afford clothes and wore this black jacket every day.

According to Nan Qiao's wealth, he might have bought many identical jackets, so he wears the same one every time?

Fu Qingyan forced a smile and greeted Nan Qiao.

Rong Yan put down his phone, quite surprised. He didn't expect to meet Nan Qiao here.

"Mr. Qiao." Rong Yan greeted.

A bit weak.

It's not that he's physically weak, it's that he's mentally guilty.

He had done something wrong and felt sorry for Nan Qiao. Now when he saw her, he awkwardly picked up the cup to drink water and dared not say a word.

Nan Qiao: "What a coincidence, I came here to have dinner with a friend, and I didn't expect you guys to be here too."

Nan Qiao didn't sit down: "I'll go over there and wait for my friends, you guys chat."

Nan Qiao left.

After Nan Qiao left, Rong Yan felt uneasy. If he had known, he would not have come out.

He was too ashamed to face Nan Qiao.

Fu Qingyan: "You don't want to be here, why don't we go somewhere else, how about going to a restaurant for dinner? Have you not been eating well recently? I see you have lost a lot of weight."

Rong Yan: "No, I want to go home. I still have two designs to finish, so I'm going back first."

Fu Qingyan: "..."

You are not working anymore, why are you still drawing designs?

"Rong Yan, have you found a new job?" Fu Qingyan's eyelids jumped.

If it was true, Rong Yan actually worked secretly without telling her?

Rong Yan: "I'm not working, I'm just drawing at home. I can't miss the drawings even if I'm not at work. I'll draw one whenever I feel inspired."

Fu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, as Rong Yan didn't look for a job.

Rong Yan didn't have to look for a job himself, she immediately arranged a job for him.

When the two of them stood up to leave, Fu Qingyan raised his head and took a look, then was so shocked by the scene that he fell back down on the sofa.

"Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Qingyan sat on the sofa, her fingernails digging into her palms. The pain gradually brought back her sanity.

Following Fu Qingyan's line of sight, Rong Yan saw Nan Qiao meeting and talking with a man with dyed yellow hair.

The yellow-haired man looked like a spirited young man, but he looked sloppy and didn't seem like a decent person.

"Yan Yan, sit here for a while. I'll go take a look."

Fu Qingyan held Rong Yan's hand and shook her head: "Don't go over there."

"why?"

If there is any danger, it will be difficult for Mr. Qiao to handle it alone.

Fu Qingyan: "Ms. Qiao is meeting a friend, and we will disturb her if we go over. This is a coffee shop, with people coming and going, and Ms. Qiao is safe."

Rong Yan wanted to go over, but Fu Qingyan advised him, "It's better not to go over. It would be bad if it affects Mr. Qiao's work."

Under Fu Qingyan's persuasion, Rong Yan had no choice but to leave with her.

After leaving, Fu Qingyan found an excuse to separate from Rong Yan and left alone.

She got in the car and her hands were shaking as she took out her cell phone.

Besides trembling, he was also panicked.

How can Nan Qiao be with Huang Mao!

How did the two of them know each other?

These questions made Fu Qingyan look flustered and frightened.

Fu Qingyan took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Huang Mao is with Nan Qiao, so he can no longer be used."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qingyan was still feeling scared.

……

At this time, Nan Qiao's conversation with Huangmao also ended.

The yellow-haired man had a flattering look on his face and his eyes revealed fear.

"Sister, I have said everything I should and shouldn't say. Can you protect my safety? I'm afraid someone will kill me to silence me!"

Nan Qiao: "Do you still need me to protect your safety? I see that you are doing well at the poker table, so why do you need anyone's protection?"

Huang Mao: "..."

This woman has no martial ethics.

That's not what she said when she asked him for help. She didn't say this or that, as if she would be responsible.

After all this talk, why did she change her mind again?

Huangmao was discouraged.

Nan Qiao got up and left.

"I'm not your parents. I can't help you. You can handle it yourself."

Nan Qiao left with her bag.

Huangmao chased Nanqiao out, but before he caught up with her, he was blocked by Uncle Qin.

Huangmao can't compare to Uncle Qin's strong physique.

My nose hit Uncle Qin's strong chest and I started bleeding.

He slowly raised his head, met Uncle Qin's murderous eyes, covered his nose and ran away.

At this time, Uncle Dao was already following Nan Qiao.

"Miss, do you want to subdue the yellow-haired guy?"

"No, let's play the long game. If we don't deal with him, someone else will."

If you clean up too much, it is easy for something to go wrong and leave evidence behind.

Uncle Dao always listens to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao said so, and he would do it.

……

Huangmao was kidnapped before he even reached the door of his home.

Huangmao didn't even have the chance to roar.

Soon, Fu Qingyan found Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was eating outside, and Fu Qingyan arrived in the lively dining room.

Fu Qingyan had an illusion that Nan Qiao was deliberately waiting for her here to create opportunities for her and let her take the initiative to find opportunities.

Nan Qiao put down her chopsticks. The sweet and sour pork was not tasty and she didn’t finish it.

"Boss Qiao, let's eat."

"I'm no longer your boss. You don't have to call me Mr. Qiao."

Fu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to call Qiao Qiao Sister, she heard Nan Qiao’s formal tone: “You can call me Nan Qiao or Miss Nan Qiao.”

Fu Qingyan: "..."

It would be better to call him Mr. Qiao, which can bring the two people closer together.

Fu Qingyan smiled widely and picked up the kettle to pour a cup of tea for Nan Qiao.

"Boss Qiao, although you are not my boss now, I have never forgotten this relationship."

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about? If not, I'm leaving. There are a lot of things waiting for me to do in the company." Nan Qiao picked up his bag and was about to leave.

Fu Qingyan was dumbfounded. What did Nan Qiao mean?

Aren't you just sitting here and waiting for her to come to you?

She has already delivered it, and Nan Qiao is leaving again?

Fu Qingyan felt unhappy and her anger was surging, and she almost couldn't control her temper.

Fu Qingyan smiled along, and her smile was very gentle, almost to the point of flattery.

After laughing, what's left is helpless frustration.

"Mr. Qiao, you know everything, right?"

Nan Qiao: "What do I know?"

"Mr. Qiao, you met with Huangmao, didn't you? If you didn't know something, you wouldn't have met him." Is it fun to still pretend at this point?

Nan Qiao had sharp eyes, and seeing her like this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Fu Qingyan, if you don't explain clearly, how can I know whether what you said and what I know are the same thing? I'm very busy and don't have much time to play dumb with you here. If you don't want to say it, then don't waste each other's time, okay?"

Nan Qiao stood up and walked out without giving Fu Qingyan any face.

Nan Qiao left.

Fu Qingyan panicked.