you are a star

Fan Qi didn't say anything in the car, just sat quietly in the passenger seat, Qiao Nan knew that no matter what he asked, the other party would not say anything, so he simply didn't ask anything.

She returned to Liang Mansion on time at nine o'clock, and the living room was brightly lit.

She went to Liang Muxing's room first as usual, thinking that he should have fallen asleep, but when she walked to the door, she heard the housekeeper coaxing him patiently.

"Sir, wipe your hands, shall we wipe our hands?" Liang Muxing ate bananas just now, and his hands were covered with mashed bananas. Not to mention disgusting, he wanted to rub around.

Liang Muxing resisted strongly, and wiped his hands of mashed bananas on the butler. Seeing that the butler's neat black suit was stained with yellow mashed bananas, Liang Muxing clapped his hands happily, "That's... good looking!"

The butler looked at him with a headache, and just when he was at a loss what to do, the towel in his hand was taken away.

"Let me do it."

Looking back, the butler felt that Qiao Nan was his savior for the first time!

He hurriedly said: "It's just in time for you to come back. You should wipe your hands first, and I'll go get a basin of hot water."

Qiao Nan squatted beside Liang Muxing's legs, held a hot towel and looked up at him, smiled slightly, and said softly, "The left hand."

Liang Muxing obediently handed her his left hand, and Qiao Nan carefully wiped off the remaining banana mash on every finger and between his fingers.

Suddenly, Liang Muxing's voice came from above his head: "Nannan, it hurts."

Qiao Nan looked up suspiciously, only to see Liang Muxing's other hand pointing at her face.

She froze for a moment before realizing the slap Qiao Guoliang slapped her on the face.

She smiled indifferently: "It doesn't hurt, Uncle Liang's eyes are so good, you discovered all of this."

Liang Muxing chuckled twice, Qiao Nan quickly took out a piece of paper and wiped the drool off his mouth.

Almost at the same time, what Qiao Guoliang said in the stairwell sounded in her mind——

"Your father was beaten to death with sticks, and as a result, your mother climbed into the Liang family in a blink of an eye..."

Qiao Nan looked at Liang Muxing's stupid expression, suddenly, the blood flowed back to the heart, and his whole body was cold.

A terrifying thought came out of her heart.

She suddenly shook her hand and looked at Liang Muxing in horror.

Will not……

How can it be?

It won't be Uncle Liang's...

But if it wasn't what she guessed, why did mother give Liang Mu a slow poison?She has been keeping a low profile for so many years, what exactly is it for?
"It hurts, it hurts..." Liang Muxing cried out.

The butler rushed over when he heard the sound, and seeing Qiao Nan's hand tightly pinching Liang Muxing, he hurried over and pushed Qiao Nan away, and scolded angrily, "Shouldn't I just ask you to wipe your hands? You are so unwilling." , sir, how did you offend me!"

Qiao Nan came back to her senses and saw Liang Muxing tightly clutching her hands and looking at her with aggrieved eyes. She felt guilty for a moment, "Uncle Liang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She just thought about the problem and thought about the magic barrier, and suddenly lost her sense of proportion.

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the door: "Take him to sleep."

Qiao Nan and the housekeeper turned their heads at the same time. Liang Feicheng came back at some time. His tall and slender figure blocked most of the light outside the door.

The butler nodded, "Yes, Third Young Master."

Liang Feicheng glanced at Qiao Nan with deep eyes, "Come out."

Qiao Nan stood up and walked out.

Liang Feicheng stopped in the corridor, turned around and saw a few clear finger marks on her palm-sized face by the light, his eyes froze, he clasped her chin with his fingers, and turned her left face in front of him .

"Who hit it?" His voice was cold.

Qiao Nan covered her face, what happened tonight, why did the three of them ask her what happened to her face?Is it really so obvious?
But when Yu Wenzhou and Liang Muxing asked, she didn't have any mood swings, but after Liang Feicheng asked, the ripples in her heart became bigger and bigger, bumping into her heart again and again, causing slight pain.

She shook her head and said nothing.

The strength of his jaw suddenly increased, Qiao Nan let go of his hand in pain, and looked at Liang Feicheng.

The man's eyebrows were deep, and there was a thin layer of cold light flowing in his eyes, "You plan to never say a word to me?"

Thinking about this morning, she didn't even look at him, completely ignoring him, because what he said last night made her feel resentful?
"Third Young Master asked the question knowingly." Qiao Nan finally spoke, for fear of making him unhappy.

Liang Feicheng retracted his jaw line slightly, pursed his thin lips, and said lightly, "Qiao Guoliang beat him."

Qiao Nan took a step back, lowered his head, and said with an attitude of admitting his mistake, "I didn't know he would go to Liang's today. I'm going to trouble you, Third Young Master."

One mouthful and one young master, pretending to be respectful on the surface, but still complaining hard in his tone, are you blaming him?

Liang Feicheng clenched his hands tightly by his side, and sneered, "It's caused a lot of trouble, but he's self-aware."

Qiao Nan's face was flushed with embarrassment. Thinking that Qiao Guoliang went to ask Liang Feicheng for money today, she felt that she couldn't hold her head up in front of Liang Feicheng, even though she was rotten from head to toe in front of him.

Liang Feicheng looked at her with red ears, and his eyes became darker and darker.

At this time, Xiao Jiu walked in from the outside. Liang Feicheng heard the footsteps, and didn't turn his head. Instead, he looked at Qiao Nan who had kept his head down. "Before I go back to the room, you'd better be waiting for me."

Qiao Nan's shoulders shook slightly, Liang Feicheng had a panoramic view, the corners of his mouth tightened suddenly, and he turned and went upstairs.

Qiao Nan saw that Xiao Jiu was holding some materials in his hand, which should be documents that Liang Feicheng had to deal with, and he probably wouldn't be returning to the room for a while.

So after Liang Feicheng went upstairs, she hurried back to the utility room and found the old computer from under the bed.

She knelt down in front of the computer, the light from the desktop shone on her little face, with a dignified expression, she pursed her lips, and slowly typed out a line: Is my father's death related to Uncle Liang?

Click Send.

But whether she could get the answer, she didn't have any hope...

Without knowing it, Qiao Nan's palms were wet with sweat. She leaned against the foot of the bed, buried her head in her knees, held her head tightly with her hands, and her muscles were tense.

Could it be that Liang Muxing was related to her father's death as she had guessed?

At the moment, Liang Feicheng who was in the study dropped the plan book in his hand, lit a cigarette and stood in front of the window. He asked coldly, "Where is Qiao Guoliang now?"

"He has been staying in the hospital for the past few days, being a 24-year-old son." Xiao Jiu replied.

"Kick him out of Yanjing City and find a nurse at the hospital."

"Yes, Third Young Master." Xiao Jiu replied respectfully.

The bell on the wall rang.

Liang Feicheng looked up at the time, and before he knew it, it was twelve o'clock.

In the dead of night, Liang Mansion fell into a deep sleep.

When Liang Feicheng returned to the room, Qiao Nan had already fallen asleep, and was still lying on his bed...

His fingers clenched suddenly, and he walked over and lifted the quilt!

Qiao Nan curled up, sleeping on the left side of his bed in an extremely insecure sleeping position. She was so thin that she only occupied a small part of the big bed.

However, what made his breathing heavy was that Qiao Nan was wearing his bathrobe.