As for why the latter suddenly wanted to see her, why he sent his two female secretaries in advance, came to Santa Fe to steal her things, and why the place where the two met was about to be in the nearest Western restaurant to the Eton Business School in Santa Fe, Liu Qingyi was still unpredictable at this moment.

According to the inheritance relationship and generation of the Murong family, Liu Qingyi's mother Murong Nan and the current president of the Warsaw Group, Murong Yuan, can be regarded as cousins and sisters under the same clan. Therefore, Murong Yao and Liu Qingyi actually have a very close relationship in their grandfather's generation.

Judging from the seniority alone, Liu Qingyi should still call Murong Yao a cousin.

However, although there were too many hidden worries in his heart, because his Lantian jasper porcelain was now in Murong Yao's hands, Liu Qingyi also had to go to the meeting. What's more, what she is worried about is because Murong Yao is also a member of the Murong clan, if he identifies the other half of the jasper porcelain in his hand, and thus finds the trouble on Yun Xiao, then she will have a great responsibility.

After all, Warsaw Group and Nalan Group both have a large business scope in the real estate industry, and the two companies have had a lot of friction because of the relationship between customers. And Murong Yao found her at this time, Liu Qingyi didn't have to think about it to know that there must be nothing good to say.

"By the way, anyway, if you take the bus here to go to the business school, you will pass by the central hospital, so it is better to go and see how Qingyu's injury is first. I was busy helping Yun Xiao yesterday and didn't remember this, so I simply asked Murong Yao to wait a little longer. ”

Liu Qingyi looked at the blue bus that gradually appeared in sight, a flash flashed on her pretty face, and then the corners of her lips slightly pursed a trace of concern.

And when Liu Qingyi rushed to Santa Fe Central Hospital, in front of the gate of the new villa attached to the Nalan family where Nalan Ying's mother and son lived in the modern city at this moment, Shao Yang was slowly pacing forward while sorting out the things in his hands. When you look in, you can see that it is a very fashionable and high-end brand-name digital camera.

"With this digital camera with 10 million pixels, even if you are a few meters away, you should be able to capture some clues. As long as she really did something at the exam site, she would definitely leave some clues. ”

After briefly debugging and familiarizing himself, Shao Yang put it into the shoulder bag behind him, and then slowly raised his head. The sun shone on the slightly concave lenses of his glasses, reflecting a shimmering sheen.

"Squeak—"

Just as Shao Yang packed up his somewhat complicated emotions, gently pushed open the iron door on the periphery of the villa garden, and was about to step out and leave, a sound of brakes suddenly came from his ears. Shao Yang's gaze shifted to see An Yi, who was dressed in a teacher's uniform, walking out of the taxi not far away.

"Shao Yang, why are you here?"

Raising his hand to brush the hair that fell to his cheeks, An Yi raised his head and saw Shao Yang walking briskly towards him with a smiling face. Because the latter was the student she taught, An Yi was naturally quite familiar with it, and after identifying it, she was busy asking in surprise.

"Teacher An Yi, you came so early, my grandfather is still washing and eating breakfast at this time."

Shao Yang was slightly surprised when he heard this, vaguely collected the smile on his face, and did not directly answer An Yi's question, the latter did not know the relationship between him and Nalan Qian's grandfather and grandson, so he would feel a little surprised. However, Shao Yang was also unsurprised that An Yi would come early in the morning.

"Your grandfather? Could it be—"

An Yi's eyes looked up and down Shao Yang's body, looking at him who was just about to go out and dressed casually, and from the latter's casual words, he seemed to have guessed a few points, and a touch of surprise gradually appeared on his face. She didn't expect that Nalan Qian would be Shao Yang's grandfather.

"Hmm. Eh, Teacher An Yi, have you had breakfast, if you don't have it, go into the house first, anyway, my mother will still be doing it. You should stop by the way. ”

Shao Yang took a step forward, came to An Yi's side, turned around and pointed to his villa, and asked with a suggestive expression, the look on his delicate face was slightly strange.

And An Yi seemed to have guessed the intention in Shao Yang's eyes, so the words that she originally wanted to refuse politely couldn't help but smile because of curiosity when she came to her mouth, so she smiled and nodded lightly in agreement: "Since this is the case, then the teacher is welcome?" Let's go, I'm just about to hand over the copy to the old headmaster myself. ”

Because of An Yi's sudden arrival, Shao Yang immediately gave up his plan to go out early, hurriedly turned around, and led An Yi to the villa.

In the teaching building of St. Feyton College, with the ringing of the bell for the end of class, the originally quiet corridor was immediately densely covered with figures. At the doors of the classrooms, there was an endless stream of students walking out of each other's groups.

In one of the classrooms on the top floor, Mo Qingfeng was sitting alone, sitting in a window corner behind his seat. Although class had already ended at this moment, he didn't look like he was going to pack up his books and leave, but sat quietly in his seat.

On the desk in front of him, there was a delicately packaged carton of unknown origin that Guo Shurou had given him on the side of the corridor before class.

And beside him, within a large circle, there were also many girls who were excited and did not leave. They sat quietly in their seats in groups of threes and twos, concentrating on the homework or notes in their hands, and from time to time they couldn't help but glance at the handsome figure.

"I've used this kind of gift box for a while. However, most people should not be able to afford such gauze paper. Could it be that Guo Shurou is mistaken for this because of this? ”

Mo Qingfeng raised his arm, lightly rested his palm on the wrapping paper and stroked it gently, feeling the outline of the concave and convex parts of the clearly defined figure on it, vaguely, he felt that this thing was not ordinary. Although this kind of gauze paper can also be purchased in better stores, looking at the patterns and patterns on it gives him a feeling of trance and familiarity.

"If you really can't do it, you can only open it first and see what is inside."

"Eh, look, you see, the wind is going to tear it down. Which girl will give him a gift this time? Qingfeng actually accepted it, and died of envy......"

The corners of his lips moved slightly and muttered, but just when his handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and he was about to help but open the packaging gift box in front of him to find out, the whispers of a group of girls beside him exclaimed and discussed, but his nerves were suddenly pulled back, and the slightly moving hand was instantly withdrawn.

Mo Qingfeng's body was slightly stunned, his eyes wandered, and then he caught a glimpse of a large number of girls sitting next to him, and he couldn't help but have a headache at the moment. So he hurriedly got up, packed up his books casually, and walked out of the classroom quickly with his shoulder bag and the delicate cardboard box on the table, leaving only a large number of girls behind him quietly sighing in depression.

Walking out of the classroom and into the corridor, there was a large group of burning eyes behind him, and Mo Qingfeng suddenly felt that his whole body couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable.

But just as his handsome face raised a smile of relief, and he was about to take a step towards the downstairs, he looked up just in time to catch Tong Beibei and Tang Yating, who had just walked out of the classroom.

"Huh? Such a coincidence? ”

Mo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, his handsome eyes flashed with a little surprise, and he looked at the girl in the white dress who was being pulled by Tong Beibei in front of him. The latter's familiar and delicate face entered the pupils, making Mo Qingfeng's mood suddenly sink slightly for some reason. Because he vaguely found that the look on Tang Yating's face didn't seem to be very good.

"Wow, Qingfeng, it's Mo Qingfeng!"

Tong Beibei's fat hand was raised suddenly, covering her ruddy little mouth, her eyes flashing like little stars, staring at the handsome young man in front of her. Although the first nymphomaniac in his heart was Nalan Yunxiao, the male god of the public academy in front of him, known as the "Colonel Grass in the Wind", was no less beautiful than the former. So it's no wonder she couldn't help but exclaim so much.

Tong Beibei's sudden coquettish voice came from her ears, and Tang Yating, who was originally in a semi-distracted state, was also startled in a trance, and then her phoenix eyes raised slightly, and her eyes turned to Mo Qingfeng in front of her.

However, perhaps because he saw the presence of "others", Mo Qingfeng did not leak out the carton in his hand, but hid it behind him with his backhand, so Tong Beibei and Tang Yating did not see it.

"Mo Shao-Mo Qingfeng, why are you here? What's the matter? ”

Perhaps because she was too worried about her lost blue hairpin, Tang Yating, who had seen Mo Qingfeng in the past, would have a faint and inexplicable joy in her heart, and her mood did not change much at this time, but she raised the corners of her lips a little reluctantly, smiled at Mo Qingfeng in front of her, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Uh, this ......"

Mo Qingfeng's eyelids jumped slightly, and he was busy just about to say something, but his eyes unconsciously looked at Tong Beibei beside Tang Yating, and then looked at it, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the meaning of retreat in that look was extremely obvious.

Therefore, when Tong Beibei's round face was slightly red and she froze in place like a nymphomaniac, Tang Yating, who had been looking at Mo Qingfeng's eyes, quickly understood, immediately turned sideways slightly, raised her hand and nudged Tong Beibei behind her, and whispered in her ear: "Beibei, you go to the entrance of the corridor on the first floor and wait for me first, he should have something to say to me alone." ”

"Beibei? Beibei! ”

Seeing that Tong Beibei fell into a nymphomaniac again, Tang Yating's already not very good mood was provoked in an instant. Although she didn't quite understand why she was so impatient with Tong Beibei's actions in her heart.

So I explained to myself in my heart that it was because Tong Beibei lost her hairpin, Tang Yating didn't think much about it, and immediately gently pinched Tong Beibei's arm, which shocked the latter to come back to her senses from her state.

"Oh, well, well. You talk, you talk. ”