Fan Yanqiao held his breath and wanted to wait for Xue Shao to go downstairs first, but he had just walked past her and suddenly stopped.

Fan Yanqiao looked down at the seams of his straight military trousers, but his body retreated without a trace.

Xue Shao tilted his head and looked her up and down for a long time before he asked slowly with a calm face, "What?" Don't you have any money to buy you clothes to wear? Why is it not black or white all day long? ”

When Fan Yanqiao heard this, her body couldn't help but tremble with anger, her face sank, she looked up at him, and said word by word: "Da Shao, have you forgotten that my family has just died?" Is it possible that I have to wear red and green? Why do you want to belittle me like this? What do I wear, why do I always hold on? ”

She stared at him like a cannonball, her eyes spitting fire, and her face turned red with anger.

Xue Shao raised his eyebrows, looked at her silently for a long time, and said lightly: "Go down......"

After he finished speaking, he turned and went downstairs first.

Fan Yanqiao took a deep breath and waited until he was far away before following him with his fists in his hands.

Xue Zhenting was listening to the radio with his eyes closed in the flower hall, and when he heard the sound of footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xue Shao and Fan Yanqiao walking over one after the other.

Xue Zhenting couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Fan Yanqiao, but when he reacted, he smiled lightly: "Miss Fan, hello." ”

Fan Yanqiao stood in front of him, bowed his head and said handsome.

Xue Zhenting pointed to the sofa opposite: "Sit down." ”

Fan Yanqiao sat down in silence, and then heard Xue Zhenting say regretfully: "I have heard about the matter of Lingtang in Beiping, and you must not be too sad, since this matter happened under my control, I, Xue Zhenting, will naturally do my best to help you find out the truth." ”

Fan Yanqiao lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you, Dashuai." ”

Xue Zhenting waved his hand: "This is what I should do, Miss Fan said thank you, besides, when your father was alive, he was quite close to me, and I treated him as a brother......

He paused for a moment, and then said: "In this way, your father's affairs, as you know, involve military secrets, for your safety, you can live in the marshal's mansion with peace of mind...... In addition......"

He looked at Fan Yanqiao with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I have a good relationship with Miss Fan, and you also know that I only have one son, Chengxuan, so I want to recognize you as my goddaughter today, I don't know what you think?" ”

When Fan Yanqiao heard this, he slowly raised his head, looked at Xue Zhenting and was silent for a while, and then said: "Dashuai, thank you for your love, since you said so, it is Yanqiao's honor, how dare you disobey." ”

Xue Zhenting glanced up at Xue Shao, and smiled with satisfaction: "That's good, I think, this is also a big deal, I will let Lao Fu arrange it in the past two days, and when I am better, hold a banquet and summon it, in this way, it is justified for you to live in the Marshal's Mansion, and it is convenient for the guards to protect you." ”

Fan Yanqiao nodded: "Okay." ”

Xue Zhenting's body had not yet recovered, and he only sat for a while before being helped upstairs.

Fan Yanqiao saw Xue Zhenting go upstairs, so he also wanted to follow back to the bedroom, just stood up, Xue Shao, who was standing in front of the radio radio, looked at her and said lightly: "Go out with me." ”

When Fan Yanqiao heard this, he turned around abruptly and asked in disbelief, "What?" ”

He strictly forbade her to go out, and even killed Yu's mother for this, so now that he heard him say that he was going to take her out, Fan Yanqiao instinctively thought that he had heard it wrong.

Xue Shao raised his feet and walked out, and said slowly: "I haven't eaten wontons for a long time, and I suddenly want to eat ......"

When Fan Yanqiao heard this, she breathed a breath in her chest, choking her chest with a stuffy pain.

It's only been a few days, but freedom has become a luxury for her, and even going out to eat wontons with him makes her so sad that she wants to cry.

She followed behind Xue Shao in silence.

When the car drove out of the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, Fan Yanqiao's emotions became more and more excited, until he drove to the front of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Guild Hall, Fan Yanqiao's eyes finally couldn't help but turn red.

Her hands twisted tightly around the hem of her skirt, her eyes motionless as she looked at the place where she had grown up, and her breathing became rapid.

"Can you ......" she turned her head to look at Xue Shao, and her tone was mournful, "Da Shao, can you let the driver stop here for a while, okay?" ”

Xue Shao looked at her and whispered to the driver, "Stop here for a while......"

Fan Yanqiao looked at the Roman-style two-story building through the car window, tears welled up in an instant, her fingers subconsciously put on the doorknob and wanted to open the door and go out, but Xue Shao clasped her wrist.

Fan Yanqiao looked at him pleadingly: "I'll just go down and take a look......"

Xue Shao said expressionlessly: "There's no need, your home has been sealed off by the police station, and besides, the matter has passed, there is no need to go to see ...... again."

After he finished speaking, he whispered to the driver: "Let's drive!" ”

Fan Yanqiao reached out and held the doorknob hard, his face facing out of the window, and tears fell down in large gullies.

Xue Shao let go of her hand and stared at her side face for a long time, Fang said in a low voice: "Miss Fan, the best way to remember the deceased is to let them go with peace of mind, one is to live well, and the other is to avenge their hatred......

Fan Yanqiao listened, but her tears fell even more fiercely.

Xue Shao's car drove all the way to the intersection of Laomiao Lane, and the accompanying soldiers surrounded all the exits at both ends of the alley, and the pedestrians inside were also driven out, leaving only an old man with a gray handkerchief and his humble wonton stall.

The pedestrians around who were driven away were a little panicked, but the old man only looked up at Xue Shao's car, and then lowered his head to boil hot water.

Sun Liangping stepped forward to open the car door for Xue Shao, and Fan Yanqiao also had his own driver to open the door.

The two sat silently in the car for a while, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers.

After a long time, Xue Shao glanced at Fan Yanqiao and said lightly, "Get out of the car." ”

Fan Yanqiao wiped the tears on his face and got out of the car with his heel.

Looking at the old man's appearance, it was obvious that it was not the first time Xue Shao had done this. Even though Xue Shao had already walked in front of him, the old man was still bent over to fill the firewood.

It was early in the morning, the sun had just risen, and the fog of last night had not yet dissipated, floating in the air and moistening, and I took a gentle breath as if with the smell of cloves.

A guard had already put a white scarf on the bench, and after Xue Shao sat down, he looked up at Fan Yanqiao, who was still standing in front of the table, and said slowly, "Why don't you sit?" ”

Fan Yanqiao took a deep breath, but a small flame jumped in his heart - this person is really heartless.

At this moment, it was obvious that she had not yet withdrawn from her grief, but he asked her to sit down and eat wontons like no one else, and for a moment, Fan Yanqiao thought viciously in his heart, one day, he would also want to taste such pain.

But as soon as the thoughts in his heart came together, it instantly occurred to him that he had also tasted this kind of pain before.

It's just that he is worse than her, her father still has a whole body, but his mother and sister, even if they want to worship, are nowhere to be found.