Early the next morning, Xiao Nuan received a call from Liang Shaochen.

Stuff got.

Cafe.

On a tall wooden chair at the front, a young curly-haired half-breed boy was playing a violin intently, and a melodic melody flowed from the strings that filled the café.

Xiao Nuan stood at the door with a backlight, looked inside, and in front of the window, Liang Shaochen was wearing a white shirt and waved at her.

Xiao Nuan hurriedly stepped forward.

"You're coming fast."

Liang Shaochen said with a smile.

At this moment, a waiter came over and asked them what they wanted to drink.

"Where's the thing?" Xiao Nuan asked anxiously.

"Give her a cappuccino, I want Americano, thank you." Liang Shaochen said politely.

The waiter nodded and left.

Liang Shaochen looked at Xiao Nuan with an anxious face, and put his elbows on the table without hurrying. His eyes are clear, but there seems to be a hidden complexity.

He stared at her and said, "I'll give you something, but you have to sue me first, what do you want this thing for?" ”

Xiao Nuan looked at Liang Shaochen and was dumbfounded for a while.

"I ...... I ......"

"Xiao Nuan, that incident has nothing to do with me, I think I have the right to know something."

Liang Shaochen looked at her deeply, with a touch of firmness in his dark pupils.

Xiao Nuan was defeated by his gaze, she didn't even dare to look into his eyes, she lowered her head and stared at the coffee table with a light wood grain.

She bit her lower lip.

"I think you should think of something about it." Originally, she really hoped that he could live happily with Nangong Zhongli, but now she ...... Thinking of Nangong Zhongli's true face, she didn't think so at all.

Liang Shaochen is a smart person, she thinks he should understand.

She raised her eyes, and sure enough, there was no surprise in Liang Shaochen's eyes, but a touch of gloom slid through.

"This matter, Nangong Zhongli did it?" He looked at her and asked with a gloomy face.

Xiao Nuan didn't speak.

Liang Shaochen bent over and handed a Wen Jiàn from the chair next to him to Xiao Nuan.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be asking for a sales record of that necklace, right?"

Xiao Nuan took the text and opened it.

Sure enough, it was the jewelry company's last record of a necklace sale.

It turned out that he had already guessed something, no wonder he didn't ask anything that day.

Moreover, if he had done as she had said, he would have done all the jewelry sales information so quickly, but he only had people investigate the sales history and customer information about the necklace, and things would have been much easier.

Liang Shaochen is much smarter than she imagined.

Xiao Nuan flipped through the records.

Sure enough, on that printed material, a certain time and date, Nangong Zhongli's name was written.

Xiao Nuan's face became a little pale.

"Little Warmth...... Sue me, what the hell is going on? Liang Shaochen looked at her and asked.

A Maybach sports car slowly drives down the road.

Nangong Yaoling drove the car himself, turned a corner, and stopped in front of a café with high floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man held the steering wheel in his hand and looked slowly into the café with a deep gaze.

At this time, in front of the window on the second floor, Xiao Nuan and Liang Shaochen sat opposite each other.

She held a text jiàn in her hand.

Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath.

A waiter held two cups of coffee in front of Xiao Nuan and Liang Shaochen.

Xiao Nuan raised her eyes, thinking of something, her eyes flashed with tears

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