After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

In the past few days, Meng Xiang, who was far away in Xicheng, found that his brother-in-law had been acting strangely recently.

Not to mention that he locked himself in the villa and was not allowed to go anywhere. Even when his subordinates came to report on their work, they avoided her, as if they were afraid that she would know some terrible secret.

After she once again tried to find a way to go out without success, Meng Xiang still asked Meng Shuo to come to her side.

In the study -

The girl is wearing a fresh and elegant floral skirt, her hair is combed into a braid hanging on her shoulders, and the ends are tied with a small daisy rubber band. She has a face with a long hibiscus, which will make anyone fall in love with her just by looking at it. .

When Meng Shuo first met Meng Xiang, she was just a few years old. The little girl was like a doll, standing there in a floral skirt and timidly calling her uncle.

After so many years, it was as if she had been enlarged proportionally, without growing crooked at all.

Every time he sees Meng Xiang like this, the depression accumulated in his heart will dissipate a little.

"Uncle, it's been almost a month, just let me go back to Beicheng..."

Meng Xiang pointed at his fingers, as if he was afraid that Meng Shuo would reject him, so he hesitated to speak.

"No."

The man wearing a black silk shirt and silver-rimmed glasses sat on an office chair, concentrating on processing the materials at hand with his head down. His profile looked like it had been carefully sculpted by Nuwa, making it unforgettable with just one glance.

Meng Shuo, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, refused without raising his head when he heard Meng Xiang's words.

His tone was already tainted with a certain amount of coldness at this moment, and Meng Xiang, who was standing there begging for mercy, shuddered unconsciously.

hiss--

Meng Xiang couldn't help but hold his arms tightly with his hands and rub them up and down, finally getting warm.

After being imprisoned for so long, she felt a little resentful. She didn't know where she got the courage. She raised her head and looked at Meng Shuo angrily, arguing with him: "Why?!"

There was a bit of stubbornness in her eyes. The moment her eyes collided with Meng Shuo's, she just hugged herself and subconsciously took a step back, but she didn't look away at all.

"Obey, it's not safe for you to go out during this time."

Meng Shuo's tone was calm, and no unnecessary emotion could be heard.

So when Meng Xiang heard this sentence, he couldn't help but wonder if his uncle had offended someone outside.

Seemingly sensing her wavering and hesitation, Meng Shuo added fuel to his anger: "I am doing this to protect you. Remember, I will not harm you."

Meng Xiang glanced down unconsciously. She bit her lower lip and took a deep breath: "Uncle, what happened?"

Obviously, Meng Shuo did not intend to tell Meng Xiang, but just coaxed her away with vague words.

"Xiangxiang, you have to know that I won't harm you."

Meng Xiang did not answer, and Meng Shuo was not embarrassed.

Seeing the dark circles under Meng Shuo's eyes, Meng Xiang thought again and again and took a few steps forward: "Uncle, you have been working very hard these days, so you should take a rest first."

Seeing her coming, he calmly pressed down the thing on his hand.

Naturally, Meng Xiang couldn't let go of this small gesture, so she calmly withdrew her gaze.

"I'm going down first."

"Ah."

After leaving the study, the old housekeeper who was watching outside saw Meng Xiang coming out and asked in a routine manner: "Miss, do you want to make soup today?"

"I'm not going." Meng Xiang turned around and glanced into the door casually, "My uncle doesn't like it anyway, so I won't waste my time."

After she went downstairs on the escalator, Meng Shuo, who was originally in the study, saw someone leaving and immediately threw the things he had just pressed into the shredder next to him.

The sound of mechanical operation sounded, and several pieces of paper were smashed into pieces, making it impossible to put them back together.

Meng Shuo just watched quietly, rubbing his sore temples tiredly.

After Meng Xiang went downstairs, he returned to his bedroom.

Lying on the bed, she stared blankly at the birds flying freely in the sky outside, her eyes a little unfocused.

Strange, what on earth is my uncle doing these days?

……

That night, Meng Xiang finally got a chance.

It was so quiet in the villa that not even a ghost could be seen.

While everyone was asleep, Meng Xiang slipped out of the room. After making sure that her uncle was not in the study and that the housekeeper had gone to rest, she sneakily touched the door of the study.

Perhaps she had a guilty conscience, but Meng Xiang felt that her voice was extremely loud at this moment. Any slightest movement would be enough to make her hair stand on end, and she would be so frightened that she would not even dare to express her anger.

She was caught sneaking into the study last time, but this time she has a better memory.

After twisting the door handle and finding that it was locked, she did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she took off the clip on her head and decisively picked the lock.

The sound of the lock cylinder turning was like a reminder. She turned it several times until she heard a "click" sound, and then she let out a long, thick breath.

She patted her chest in fear and gently pushed the study door open. She sneaked in, not forgetting to lock the door again to create the illusion that no one had been there.

In the study, it was so quiet that only the ticking of the clock could be heard.

In order to prevent being discovered, she didn't even dare to turn on the lights now. She just opened the curtains outside and carried out her actions in the moonlight.

He groped carefully on the table, picked up a piece of paper and struggled to identify the fonts and content on it. After reading it, he put it back down.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find what she wanted to know.

Da da--

Just when she was about to find another bookcase, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Meng Xiang immediately tensed up, and his body reacted subconsciously and hid under the table in the study.

This is the only place where people can hide, at least to the naked eye.

She hugged her knees and huddled under the desk as much as possible, not daring to move for fear of being discovered.

The footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the study.

The sound of the doorknob turning outside reached Meng Xiang's ears clearly.

It's over-

This was her first thought at the moment.

But even so, she still covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making any sound. She didn't even dare to go out to see, she only dared to shrink into a small space.

Fortunately, the people outside twisted it for a long time and finally found out that it was locked from behind, so they didn't force it open.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Even so, Meng Xiang was still very vigilant. It wasn't until her legs were almost numb and she confirmed that the person had really left now that she carefully crawled out from under the desk, and then immediately went to look through Meng Shuo's files.

She definitely didn't dare to open the computer, so she could only try to find something useful in this regard.

Thinking of the pieces of paper that his uncle had pressed under the documents today, Meng Xiang immediately continued to flip through them by moonlight.

I rummaged around and found all insignificant documents.

strangeness--

where?

Just when she was at a loss what to do, when she turned around, she accidentally knocked down a stack of papers on the table.