you are a star

Qiao Nan returned to Liang Mansion before dinner, she put her backpack in the utility room and hurried to Liang Muxing's room.

Liang Muxing didn't see her for a while, and he was very irritable. Qiao Nan could hear him throwing something from a distance.

"I want Nan Nan, Nan Nan!"

Qiao Nan quickly walked over, and when the others saw her coming, they all fled out of Liang Muxing's room as if they had seen a savior.

"Uncle Liang, why are you losing your temper again?"

Liang Muxing sat in a wheelchair, hugged her waist, and made a humming sound.

In the past when he was sober, although he loved Qiao Nan, Qiao Nan would not be so close to him.

But he is a stupid person now, and his intelligence is only at the level of a child, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong, or she doesn't think about other aspects.

Liang Muxing hugged her even tighter, reluctant to let go. When the butler brought in the nutritious porridge, Qiao Nan coaxed her for a while before he let go.

"Nan Nan, blow blow." Liang Muxing poked the spoon that Qiao Nan handed over with his finger.

Qiao Nan nodded, took two gentle breaths, and then handed the spoon to his mouth.

Just when Qiao Nan lowered his head and scraped the top layer of porridge with a spoon, he suddenly heard Liang Muxing ask her in a low voice, "Nan Nan loves Africa?"

Qiao Nan was startled, and suddenly raised his head, but saw Liang Muxing looking at her, smiling foolishly, with saliva drooling from his mouth.

She lowered her head and laughed, why did she feel that Uncle Liang had become normal just now?
Obviously still such a stupid look.

……

Leung's.

Throughout the day, the air pressure in the president's office was very low.

Xiao Jiu and Fan Qi naturally knew that Qiao Nan had provoked Liang Feicheng, so they even breathed carefully so as not to get angry.

After get off work, Liang Feicheng picked up the coat on the shelf, walked towards the door, and suddenly saw a book on the second shelf of the coffee table.

The black coffee table and white books are very conspicuous.

He recognized that it was Qiao Nan's review materials.

Thinking of that woman sitting in his office yesterday, sitting next to him and reading her review materials when he was dealing with official business, it seemed like it was many years ago.

He paused, walked over with long legs, bent down and picked up the book.

"Crash" sound!
Something fell out of the book.

It was a notebook about the size of his palm, very thin, lying quietly on the ground.

Liang Feicheng frowned, picked up the notebook, and flipped it over with his slender fingers.

The handwriting is seven or eight points similar to his, with a bit less of his vigor, but a bit more of a different style of free and easy, and quite strong.

However the above content...

Liang Feicheng's stern jaw line was straightened, and with a retraction of his fingers, he squeezed the notebook tightly in the palm of his hand, and the small and thin notebook suddenly crumpled into a ball.

Then throw it into the trash can next to the coffee table.

……

The car lights shone straight into the Liang mansion, the iron door opened, and the housekeeper stood outside the car respectfully, and opened the door.

"Third Young Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Liang Feicheng hummed lightly and got out of the car.

The housekeeper didn't care when he saw a book in his hand, and followed him into the main building.

Qiao Nan just came out after feeding porridge to Liang Muxing. He heard footsteps and subconsciously looked over. Liang Feicheng just walked to the porch.

Especially after meeting her gaze, the coldness became more profound, piercing her skin as if it had substance.

Thinking of the thousands of arrows piercing her heart this morning, she turned her eyes away and walked to the kitchen.

Liang Feicheng took a deep breath, and his fingers pressed fingerprints on the book in his hand.

"Third young master, do you want to eat first or take a bath first?" The housekeeper asked beside him.

Liang Feicheng turned around and said coldly, "Ask Qiao Nan to come to my study."

The butler nodded and watched the man walk up the stairs.

Three minutes later, Qiao Nan stood outside the study door and knocked three times.

No one inside responded.

After being silent for two seconds, she turned the doorknob and opened the door to enter.

Liang Feicheng sat behind the desk, and the bookshelf stood shadowily beside him. He was lighting a cigarette in one hand, and with the other hand resting on a book on the desk, tapping lightly with his fingertips.

Qiao Nan recognized it as her book at a glance, no wonder she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked, she wondered if she accidentally left it in Liang Feicheng's company.

"Take it." Liang Feicheng flicked his thumb and pushed the book over.

Qiao Nan walked over, and as soon as his hand touched the book, he heard Liang Feicheng say in a low voice, "I lost the small account book that was inside."

The words "small account book" jumped in Qiao Nan's mind.

She never thought that Liang Feicheng would see those things, but if she saw it, she would see it, and it was no secret.

She shook her hand holding the book, and pursed her lips, which were as pale as cherry petals.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have already remembered it in my heart."

Liang Feicheng let out a mocking chuckle from his throat, "I didn't know you were so good at keeping accounts."

Row by row, column by column.

From her grandmother's surgery fee, nutrition fee, standard nursing fee, to medical expenses during the time she was whipped, nursing fee, and all kinds of medicines, including the money for those clothes.

She, put it all in the ledger!

"I can't spend San Shao's money in vain. I will slowly return the money to you after my internship."

Liang Feicheng got up and walked in front of her, looking down at her eyes, those watery pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it hard to see what was going on in her heart.

"It's so clear to me, Qiao Nan, I really underestimated your integrity."

There was an indifferent and mocking arc on his lips, "Then you should look back and do the math. Is this all you owe me?"

……

Qiao Nan didn't have to be Liang Feicheng's driver for the next two days, and she hadn't seen Liang Feicheng either.

It was raining in Yanjing City that day, and the rain was pattering.

After Qiao Nan went to see Yanxi and came back, he saw three cars in the courtyard that hadn't been parked in the garage.

It should have just driven in, and it is still the car of the Liang mansion. I don't know if it picked up someone or sent someone off.

She ran in all the way, stood on the porch to wipe off the rainwater on her body, raised her eyes to look into the living room, felt cold all over her body, and her legs froze in place.

In the spacious and bright living room, the fireplace was still burning, and the bright flames danced behind the sofa.

The old man in Tang suit was sitting on the sofa as stable as Mount Tai, holding a dragon's head and a cane in his hand, with full hair, listening to the butler's words sideways.

"Although the family of the Su family is far inferior to our Liang family, Miss Su Yi has saved the third young master after all, she is a kind girl."

Qiao Nan stared blankly, until the old man turned his head, the facial features somewhat similar to Liang Muxing suddenly enlarged in Qiao Nan's eyes.

It's Mr. Liang!
Mr. Liang's heavy eyes stared straight at Qiao Nan, and then he slammed his cane on the ground, his majesty burst out suddenly!

"Whoever allows you to walk through this door, kneel down!"