This Damned Sweetness

With big eyes staring at small eyes, Xu Qiao held his breath and stared at him motionlessly.

Cheng Lang withdrew a little later, leaving her lips, her voice low and a little hoarse: "Did I solve it?"

Why, your evil hands are still at the scene of the crime. Are you still innocent?

"Is that me?" Xu Qiao's limbs were stiff, and her face remained calm.

Cheng Lang rested on her back and rubbed his fingers, and the Adam's apple rolled gently: "Unexpectedly." Seeing her nervous look, he thought for a while and said, "I'll take you back?"

Xu Qiao buried her hot face in his arms and nodded.

Cheng Lang's other hand also wrapped around her back, groping for the buckle through her gauze nightdress.

Where his fingertips pass, it looks like clusters of sparks have been burned.

Xu Qiao restrained her sensitive tremor and changed the subject: "Are you okay just now?"

"Well," Cheng Lang's progress was a bit slow because of a layer of fabric, "It's better than last time."

"Then come here first today."

Cheng Lang looked down at her disapprovingly.

"It's enough, don't try to fish, be good." Xu Qiao raised his hand and scratched his chin.

"Then don't recruit me." Cheng Lang smiled and avoided, because of this action, the clasp on his hand loosened again.

Xu Qiao turned her head and glanced back: "Hey, can you do it?"

"It's not easy to button up the clothes."

"Why did you see you so neat when you were untying it?"

Cheng Lang continued to struggle with Buckle, thinking about it: "It's easier to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain?"

"..." This is the man.

Cheng Lang finally buckled the buckle, hugged Xu Qiao who had slipped down a little bit, put his arms in his arms, and smoothed her hair: "Will you sleep here tonight?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting sick all night?"

"Probably not, two quilts will do."

Xu Qiao shook his head: "No, I do not sleep well, I am afraid that falling asleep and rolling into a bed will kill you."

"..."

Other people's girlfriend: No, I'm afraid of what you do to me.

His girlfriend: No, I'm afraid of what I will do to you.

Xu Qiao crawled out of his arms and leaned over to look at him: "I'll talk about it when you get better!"

Cheng Lang nodded: "Then I will take you back to the room."

Just as Xu Qiao was about to get out of bed, before her feet touched the ground, he was beaten and hugged again.

"I will become a legless mermaid sooner or later like you." Xu Qiao muttered around his neck.

Cheng Lang smiled and hugged her out, then bowed his head and emphasized: "It should be a mermaid."

Xu Qiao just wanted to praise her boyfriend for being able to talk. Suddenly he thought of the mermaid series jewellery he conceived for the theme of the "deepsea" fashion show from this sentence "Mermaid". Tell you something business."

"Huh?" Cheng Lang carried her into the next bedroom and put her on the bed.

Xu Qiao sat up cross-legged and said sternly, "Didn’t I meet with Mr. Pan De yesterday? It’s the British-Chinese costume designer. He said that a jewellery merchant was selling my college jewelry designs to him, but Those original design drawings are left in Xijiang Mansion. They should have been thrown away as tatters long ago. Who will leak them out?"

Cheng Lang frowned: "Is the other party selling manuscripts?"

"No, it's just a scanned copy. That's why Mr. Pan feels that there is something tricky here, so he came to me to confirm this."

Cheng Lang thought for a while and said: "Since you can't get the manuscript, it means that the scanned copy is left over from the past. Recall who you gave the manuscript to, or whether you have scanned the drawing."

Xu Qiao shook her head and denied: "I thought about this yesterday. I just paint at home and just leave it in the study room after painting, without taking it seriously."

"Who can enter your study?"

"I didn't do business before, and there were no valuables in the study, and everyone in the family could enter, and the servants did not avoid cleaning."

Cheng Lang nodded thoughtfully.

"Which servant is it?" Xu Qiao asked suspiciously, "but I didn't show anything at that time. Who can guess that I will be famous in the future, scan my design in advance and prepare to sell it?"

"This matter itself shouldn't be a big problem. You can go to sleep first. I will contact Mr. Pan early tomorrow morning to find out as soon as possible."

Xu Qiao hugged Cheng Lang's arm and kissed his chin: "Lang is always capable."

——

One of the leaks was not the original manuscript, and the second Xu Qiao did not take these early immature drafts too seriously. With Cheng Lang's reassurance that "the problem is not big", she didn't remember it anymore.

But the next evening, Cheng Lang's extraordinarily solemn look when he came to the studio to pick her up from get off work gave her a bad premonition.

She got into the back seat of Zeppelin and asked him if he had found something bad.

"Will you have dinner first?" Cheng Lang asked the driver to start the car.

"Do I know that I won't be able to eat dinner anymore?" Xu Qiao said dejectedly, "You should tell me earlier. I think I might not be able to eat if I don't listen."

Cheng Lang was silent and let out a sigh of relief: "This matter, your father told me before he left, I hope I can hide it from you."

Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and was unexpectedly surprised by the result of this stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves: "What is so serious..."

"Tell me about your father first." Cheng Lang tilted his head to look at her, "Don't you want to know his whereabouts? You never asked me these days."

Xu Qiao touched her nose: "I guess you should be in touch with my father."

Xu Qiao had this guess long ago.

After all, the last person her father contacted before leaving was Cheng Lang, and paying him the most important trust for her was equivalent to entrusting her to him.

Then it is impossible for them to cut the connection.

"But in the text message my dad left me said, let me wait patiently for him to contact me. I think he definitely doesn't want to tell me to worry about him before his career stabilizes. I am afraid that I will ask him, but will pressure him?" Xu Alice whispered.

Cheng Lang raised his hand and rubbed her hair.

She seems to be heartless to her family, but in fact she is the person in the Xu family who knows how to take care of the overall situation.

"He has been starting a business in Southeast Asia for more than three months. Although he has not made results so quickly, his basic life has been stable. I asked him a year ago if he would arrange for him to return to China to meet with you. He meant the same as you. Saying that I want to wait until my career is getting better and I will come back to see you, knowing that you are having a good life, just show off your talents." Cheng Lang explained.

"Then you just said, what did he tell you to hide from me?"

"The truth about your stepmother and your brother leaving."

Xu Qiao was stunned: "Didn't my dad arrange for their mother and son to live abroad?"

Cheng Lang shook his head: "Your dad used a vague statement in the text message to guide you to understand this way. I don't want you to worry. In fact, your stepmother and your dad have agreed to a divorce before then, and your stepmother took away the last move from the house. Funds, take your brother away and fly high. Because of this, your dad can only leave hastily."

Shocked too much, Xu Qiao looked at Cheng Lang without speaking for a while.

"In other words," she spoke very slowly because of surprise, "My dad doesn't know the whereabouts of my stepmother and my brother these days?"

Cheng Lang nodded: "I have sent someone to pay attention, but they deliberately hid their identity and have no specific direction. Finding someone in this way is equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack. But today is the news. They are in NSW, USA."

Xu Qiao seemed to think of something: "So my stepmother leaked my design drawings?"

"Well, she heard the news that you are famous in the United States and contacted a jewelry merchant, intending to exchange your work for money."

"How did she scan my blueprints before?"

"I guess," Cheng Lang thought for a while, "she once consulted people in the industry with scanned copies of your designs, and asked if these works are outstanding."

Cheng Lang didn't break the story, but Xu Qiao understood.

When she was still in college, she had no clear plan on whether to enter the jewelry industry in the future. Yan Lizhen worried that she was too good at jewelry design and inherited the family business before her brother graduated, so she might secretly pay attention to her work.

Afterwards, where these files may be recorded.

Xu Qiao was silent for a while, not knowing whether to be angry or to laugh.

"Don't worry, since this matter has been broken, her business will definitely not be done. I want to discuss with you another tricky thing."

"What?" Xu Qiao received too much information at once, and he didn't slow down yet, his reaction was slightly slow.

"I remember that when you were in trouble at the bar last year, your brother helped you. You seem to have a good relationship, right?"

Xu Qiao nodded: "Although he often quarrels, he protects me. He actually didn't want to fight for any family property, but was forced to learn this and that by my stepmother since he was a child."

Cheng Lang sighed: "Then do you want to bring your brother back? He is having a little trouble now."

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Qiao straightened her back instantly, "Didn't my stepmother leave with money?"

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said, "The specific situation is not clear. It should be roughly-your brother was cheated away by your stepmother. When he arrived in the United States, after knowing the truth, his stepmother took a share of the money. He refused to use it and cut off contact with her."

Xu Qiao gasped, "Then how did he spend the past few months alone in a foreign country?"

"Living on the street, working everywhere | black work, your stepmother keeps looking for him, but he doesn't want to see her, hiding from her."

Xu Qiaoguang felt suffocated even in her imagination.

"How is he now? Is there anything wrong with him?" She asked anxiously, clutching Cheng Lang's hand.

Cheng Lang patted the back of her hand and relieved her: "I found the bar where he was working recently, and she was okay. However, considering that you don’t know what your brother thinks, I didn’t let anyone identify him for the time being because I was afraid that he would be disturbed. Once he doesn’t want to see us, it’s even more troublesome to hide in another place. Look, is it possible to talk to him and persuade him to come back?"

Xu Qiao Liushen stunned for a while: "My brother has a bad temper, and I don’t know his specific situation these days. To be on the safe side, it might be better to pick up people in person. It’s not difficult for me to take some time these days. Shall I go to NSW?"

Cheng Lang is also mentally prepared for this: "Okay, I will accompany you."

Xu Qiao turned her head to look at him: "That's a delay, at least two days after this one time, you just need to send an assistant to accompany me."

"This is a major event in the family. How can there be any reason for the assistant to accompany you?" Cheng Lang called Gao Rui and asked him to arrange flights for the two.

He was talking about "home", and everything seems to be taken for granted. The Xu family's business is his business.

Xu Qiao squeezed her mouth, folded his arm, and snatched her nose like a cat in his arms.

Yesterday's husband's call was really worth it.

It turns out that Xu Qiao didn't get up to the sky, she was doted to the sky by this man.