Fu Ang signed the agreement, and Liang Zhihuan's heart was also relaxed. When she came out of the bathroom, the headlights in the room had been turned off, only a faint yellow lamp near the head of the bed was on, and Fu Ang leaned against the head of the bed and looked at it carefully with a book in his hand.

Liang Zhihuan approached and sat down on the other side of the bed, glancing at Fu Ang.

Fu Ang felt the gaze of the people around him, he snapped the book in his hand shut, and stretched out his long hand to put the book on the bedside table. The eyes of the people around him became a little heavier in an instant.

Seeing the man approaching Liang Zhihuan, he became vigilant, "You...... Why? Liang Zhihuan let out a loud voice, his eyes like a wary deer.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Fu Ang answered.

Liang Zhihuan's pink lips were pursed tightly, with a look of defensiveness, the conjecture and defense in her heart were intertwined, thinking that Fu Ang's inconvenience in her legs should not do anything to her, but ......

It's not easy to pack tickets.

Looking at the little girl's thoughts, Fu Ang couldn't help but smile, and moved close to Liang Zhihuan's thin lips, "It's not early, go to sleep." After he finished speaking, he gathered the quilt and lay down.

Seeing Fu Ang lying down and sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, Liang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief.

After Fu Ang fell asleep, the huge new house fell into silence, and only the faint yellow lamp at the head of the bed was lit in the room.

Liang Zhihuan sat for a long time, she turned her eyes to the person around her, leaned closer to make sure that he was asleep. "It's that I'm worried too much." She murmured softly. Fu Ang has problems with his legs, and he can't even walk, let alone ......

She must have been overly concerned.

Liang Zhihuan glanced at the time and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

At this time, the Fu Mansion had fallen into silence. Liang Zhihuan walked out of the house lightly, and the corridor light in the corridor was on, and the surroundings were quiet. She looked ahead, and went further down in their room, and the first room in the corridor on the right side was Fu Yunzhao's room

The door of Fu Yunzhao's room was closed, and Liang Zhihuan looked at it for a while before looking away. The room next to Fu Yunzhao is not only his study, but also the room where Liang Zhiyi rests and practices the piano in his spare time.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a faint glimmer of light flowed into the room through the crack in the door.

The furniture and things in the room are neatly placed, and it can be seen that the decoration is very neat and attentive, and the color of the whole room is what Liang Zhiyi likes.

Liang Zhihuan walked in and saw the piano by the window, her eyes trembled, she reached out and stroked the piano, the piano was well cared for, there was not even a little dust, someone must have come to wipe it every day.

She stood by the piano, her eyes locked, her thoughts pulled away, and the past in her mind came up little by little, tearing her nerves.

I don't know how long it took for her to come back to her senses, slowly put away her reluctant gaze, and turned to look to the other side, her eyes changed coldly.

The desk and bookcase are very neat, and there is a photo frame standing on the table, the two people in the photo are smiling happily, Liang Zhihuan pursed her lips and moved her eyes, she looked at the other things on the table and looked for them, her eyes were locked tightly, and she didn't want to leave a trace of possibility.

It's just that......

Just when Liang Zhihuan frowned and watched with all his heart, suddenly! There was a movement at the door!

It's the sound of the door being pushed open!

Liang Zhihuan felt a thrill in his heart, and quickly put the things in his hand back in the drawer.

The lights near the door came on, and the footsteps were getting closer.