you are a star

—She said she wasn't afraid of you at all!

These words seemed to strike a certain nerve in Liang Feicheng, and the corners of Cen Bo's lips twitched imperceptibly.

Not only is she not afraid of him.

Now I don't even want to see him anymore.

Liang Feicheng stretched his long legs, his eyes flicked across Qiao Nan's fair and beautiful profile.

From his perspective, he could just see the pearl earrings looming in the hair next to her ears.

Pearl ear-rings……

I can't remember exactly when, but it was probably when she finished her high school entrance exam... Aimeixin, like girls of her age, secretly got her ears pierced.

When he found out and applied medicine to her red ears, his fingers stroked her small and delicate earlobes, his chest was slightly warm, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

He thought that for the rest of her life, she would only wear the pearl earrings he prepared for her.

She used to wear Yu Wenzhou's, and now she might have bought it herself.

But the only thing is that he never wore the pair of rare treasure-like pearl earrings that he hid deep in the drawer.

Liang Feicheng's left chest seemed to be stabbed by something, and a gap was opened in the air, and gusts of cold wind crazily penetrated into it.

He clenched his fingers, resisting the urge to take off the pair of earrings, and when he looked at the begging man on the ground, his eyes were even colder than before.

A chuckle rolled out of his throat, cold as ice: "What are you, worthy of teaching others for me?"

The man's face was visibly stiff, and the man's cold eyes made him feel as if he was frozen three feet, and his jaw trembled uncontrollably.

Xiao Jiu stepped forward, first took a look at Li Dongbai, and then said, "His uncle is the general manager of Mr. Li's company."

Liang Feicheng looked at Li Dongbai.

Li Dongbai's heart was terrified by his look, and he thought it was none of his business.

Before he could speak, the man crawled to his feet and hugged his thigh like a life-saving straw, "Mr. Li, please plead with Third Young Master for me, I know I was wrong."

Only then did the man realize that he seemed to have violated Liang Feicheng's taboo. Although he didn't know how he offended him, it was important to save his life now!
Li Dongbai hated being hugged by someone's thigh the most, especially if he was hugged like this by a big man, he was disgusted and disgusted, kicking him away!

"Luo Dong's nephew, right?"

The man nodded quickly, ignoring the pain of being kicked away, thinking that Li Dongbai would definitely plead for his uncle's sake for his sake.

It was Li Dongbai who squatted down and shook his head. The face of the usually gentle and gentle man seemed to be covered with a layer of mist at this moment.

"Your uncle embezzled a lot of money from my Li family. He should have been taken away by the police now. Do you think it is possible for me to help you?"

Li Dongbai stood up, the man obviously didn't believe it, and hurried to grab his trouser legs again, but Fan Qi lifted him out like a chicken.

The man's screams came from an invisible direction, and it was heart-wrenching to hear.

The people who had crowded around to watch the excitement in the public area did not dare to stay to watch the excitement of Liang Feicheng anymore.

They all scattered.

This farce is over.

Liang Feicheng looked at the woman who was always sideways and didn't even look at him.

I saw that she ordered the waiter to tidy up the venue, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Boss Joe, let's have a drink."

The slightly cold voice of the man behind him seemed to be wrapped in the autumn wind, bleak and cool.

Qiao Nan's figure paused, no one saw the deep red in her eyes for a moment, and she slowly turned her head to look at Liang Feicheng.

Obviously, there were other people in the past, but he still saw him at a glance.

The man is tall and straight, under the interlacing of light and shadow, his facial features are deep and shallow, three-dimensional and clear, with a noble temperament.

She smiled frankly, without a tone of complaint: "I'm sorry, I won't be drinking with you anymore. This is an empty city, not Hongye Mountain Villa."

It was her neither sad nor happy words, plain and gentle, but it smashed the ice surface of the lake in the heart of Liang Fei, cracking shocking cracks.

Red Leaf Villa.

He asked her to drink with that surname Huo.

Liang Feicheng looked into her calm eyes, and a cold light burst into them, but he couldn't suppress the sudden panic.

He took a deep breath, bringing all his emotions into his eyes, buried deep under his best disguise.

He smiled lightly, and it was not difficult to recognize the trace of self-mockery after listening carefully: "A glass of wine is not too much for an acquaintance."

Qiao Nan's fingers hanging by his side curled up unnaturally. Liang Feicheng has always been one-sided, and never repeats a sentence twice.

These words sounded like coaxing, how could a person like him let go of his posture?
"Third Young Master wants to drink, and there are plenty of girls in the empty city to accompany him. Third Young Master has always spent a lot of money. I will definitely ask someone to arrange it properly."

Qiao Nan turned around and took a step.

But the wrist was held by someone, and the temperature of the man's palm was like the coldest water in a winter night, wrapping around her wrist skin, causing her body to stiffen and her heart to shrink suddenly.

It was the same temperature at Du Jinghong's wedding last time.

How could the temperature of a person's palm be so cold?
She took a deep breath.

But the man's voice filled her left ear at this moment: "If I hadn't called Fan Qi to attack just now, I would have slapped you. Wouldn't Boss Qiao express his gratitude? It's just a glass of wine, it won't occupy you for how long."

Liang Feicheng never thought that in his lifetime, he would use such a clumsy and shameless excuse to keep a woman to have a drink with him.

Qiao Nan didn't know if he couldn't bear the coldness on his wrist or because the man convinced her with a word.

Just drink a glass of wine, Qiao Nan, and leave after drinking.

finally--

"Okay." She agreed.

When she shook off Liang Feicheng's hand, she didn't see that the corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch, but Li Dongbai felt a little distressed at this subtle change.

Liang Feicheng ordered wine, and the waiter brought it out after a while.

Qiao Nan glanced at it. She had seen a lot of famous wines in the Liang mansion for so many years, and Jin Se also told her a lot.

The price of this bottle of wine is ten times that of the previous Louis XIII.

She walked over with no expression. Liang Feicheng held the wine bottle with his slender fingers, poured two glasses, and handed one to Qiao Nan.

Entering the public area, there is a stage on which someone is singing at the moment.

Qiao Nan hadn't listened to music for a long time and didn't catch up with the trend. He just thought the melody was good.

The singer was a girl with a mature and slightly hoarse voice.

white moonlight is shining
you just remembered her good

Cinnabar nevus persists for a long time
can you know
The moonlight in front of the window
you look out alone

Bai Yueguang is young
it's her smile
Qiao Nan glanced at Liang Feicheng. She hadn't drunk yet, but she seemed to see the eyebrows of 29-year-old Liang Feicheng and 17-year-old Liang Feicheng.

My heart felt hot like lava.

She raised the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The strong wine burned her throat, but it rolled all the way to her heart. The convulsive pain almost killed her.

After she put down her wine glass, she didn't look at the person opposite, but turned around and strode towards the elevator.

The elevator directly to the office on the top floor opened, and she walked in with her head down, her red eyes seemed to be unable to restrain it anymore, and they swelled up and down.

But just as she was closing the door, a figure approached her, and she was hugged!

A faint, almost imperceptible scent of agarwood entangled her domineeringly.

She froze, the man's face was buried on her shoulder, and the hair brushed her neck.

Liang Feicheng has such a tough temper, but his hair is very soft.

His cold lips pressed against her right ear, low and gentle, as if restraining some emotion, trembling: "Nannan..."