you are a star

After Su Yi hung up Steward Feng's phone call at the repertory theater troupe, she didn't move for a while and froze in place.

Someone opened the door and came in, reminding her: "Su Yi, get ready, you will be next."

Su Yi suddenly woke up, "Okay, thank you."

She closed the door behind her back, breathed as usual, lowered her head and spread her fingers.

The phone was covered with sweat from her palm, she quickly took out a piece of paper to wipe off the sweat, grabbed the wad of tissue and slowly raised her head to look at the gentle and dignified woman with exquisite eyebrows and eyes in the mirror.

The heartbeat was beating, as if it was the same as it was a year ago, and she could hear the sound of blood boiling in the veins.

But it seems to be stronger than the last time.

Butler Feng said that Mr. Liang invited her to Liang Mansion for dinner in order to thank her for giving Liang Feicheng a timely blood transfusion.

The mouth of the woman in the mirror curled up.

"Su Yi, you deserve it." She said softly, and then gave a low laugh.

When people from the Liang residence came to pick her up at the repertory theater, some of the onlookers recognized that it was the bodyguard of the Liang residence.

Immediately, the crowd exploded, and whispered sideways.

The fact that Su Yi rescued Liang Sanshao was no secret in Yanjing City, but this is the case, Su Yi had never received such a courtesy before.

The sudden ostentation not only made people think about it, but also speculated whether Su Yi would become the mistress of the Liang mansion?
Under everyone's envious eyes, Su Yi got into the car of the Liang mansion.

The car drove up the bridge over the moat, and Su Yi looked at the house with gray walls and black tiles behind the banyan forest, showing awe-inspiring solemnity and solemnity under the washing of the rain.

A century-old noble family.

There was a meaningful look in Su Yi's eyes.

She took out the makeup mirror and wiped off some of the lipstick, making her look more elegant and stable.

Leung's.

"Third Young Master, the old man has taken Miss Su to the Liang mansion." Xiao Jiu said with her head down.

Liang Feicheng paused his flying fingers on the keyboard, his eyes darkened a bit, and he hummed in a low voice.

The fingers continue to tap the keyboard.

Xiao Jiu naturally didn't dare to ask such a sensitive topic, and raised her eyes to glance at Liang Feicheng's stern profile. As a subordinate, he couldn't say too much.

He stepped forward, glanced at the code on the computer screen, and frowned.

"Is this the topic of this hacker contest?" He asked in surprise.

There is less than half a month until the International Hacking Contest.

The competition is held every three years. I really don't know if there will be amazing talents this year.

The prize money of this kind of competition is not high, it is a tradition of past dynasties, but the gold content is extremely high——

Once he gains fame in the competition, he will become the target of all forces scrambling for the first place, and his future will be limitless.

Liang Feicheng hummed without emotion.

"Is the question you asked too difficult?" Xiao Jiu couldn't help sweating for those who participated in the competition.

No one would have imagined that this year's questioner would be Liang Feicheng.

The man who made the hacker world fearful.

Liang Feicheng stopped his fingers, watched the code scrolling on the screen silently, picked up a cigarette case from the table, knocked out a cigarette, and smoked it.

The blue-white smoke dispersed, and the pair of dark brown pupils flashed with a sharp edge, "Only at this level can we select truly talented people."

He half-closed his eyes, kept secret, and said slowly: "I need such a talent."

Near the end of get off work time, the Liang mansion called, and Steward Feng was on the other end of the phone carefully testing when he would go back.

Liang Feicheng sneered and hung up the phone.

With his hands crossed on the desk, he glanced down at the scratches on the back of his hands.

It was that night three days ago, in the bathroom, Qiao Nan tried to escape several times, but he caught him back and pressed him under the shower, and she accidentally scratched him.

That woman, people who don't know her think that she has a low eyebrow and is pleasing to the eye. Only he knows that she is actually a little fox with her tail hidden, and she will scratch her if she is not careful.

And it's a heartless little fox.

Thinking of something, Qinghan's brows darkened, he got up and picked up the coat on the shelf, and strode out of the president's office.

Xiao Jiu didn't expect him to come out so early, thinking that he would delay returning to the Liang mansion at least for an hour, but saw him striding like a star with a cold expression on his face.

He quickly got up and followed Liang Feicheng into the elevator.

Liang Feicheng looked through the glass at the rain that was like a silver arrow, his expression became more and more serious.

The car parked steadily in the courtyard of the Liang mansion.

The butler stood by the door with an umbrella, and said with a smile, "The third young master came back just in time, just in time for dinner."

Liang Feicheng under the umbrella raised his eyes to look in the direction of the main building. Mr. Liang and Su Yi were standing side by side under the porch. Not knowing what Su Yi said, Mr. Liang laughed loudly while leaning on his crutches.

Liang Feicheng's eyes darkened, and he walked over with long legs.

"Third Brother, you're back." Su Yi walked up to her with a gentle smile.

Liang Feicheng hummed lightly, and then looked at the serious Mr. Liang, his eyes were flat.

Leaning on his crutches, the old man tapped lightly, "I don't know how to come back sooner after get off work, and asked Xiao Su to wait for you for so long."

"No, third brother is busy with work, not as leisurely as I am." Su Yi smiled embarrassedly.

"Nonsense, you are an artist. You are different from someone like him who only knows how to make money." Mr. Liang glanced at her ankle that had not completely subsided, and reminded Liang Feicheng: "Her sprained ankle is still not healed. How long do you want people to stand here?"

Liang Feicheng said coldly: "Then you still asked her to stay with you outside for so long?"

Mr. Liang's face darkened, and because Su Yi was here, he looked at Su Yi kindly in a blink of an eye, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he just has a bad temper, harder than a rock."

After more than two hours of contact, he felt more and more that Su Yi was a sensible and well-behaved child with a calm personality.

When the old man walked in, Liang Feicheng glanced at Su Yi's uneasy face from the corner of his eye, and said in his usual voice, "It's not against you."

Su Yi nodded and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, third brother, I didn't think much about it."

"Little Su." Old Master Liang called Su Yi sideways, and stretched out a hand towards her.

Su Yi hurried up, supported his arm and walked towards the restaurant.

Liang Feicheng walked into the living room, Feng Butler took off his coat, he glanced at the living room, except for the maid who came down from upstairs, there was no one else.

Liang Feicheng's eyes were deep, and he turned around and asked the housekeeper, "Have you eaten, Brother?"

Steward Feng's hand holding the coat trembled imperceptibly.

Mr. Liang, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly.

He snorted coldly, turned around, stared at Liang Feicheng with a pair of old eyes, and said hoarsely, "Qiao Nan has already fed."

The butler also answered: "Yes, you don't have to worry about the third young master, the food is already on the table, let's eat."