Nan Yu didn't expect Nan Xuan to grasp this point, but she only panicked for a moment and then forced herself to calm down and explain.

"Of course, of course I want to blame her, but she's my sister." Nan Yu subconsciously disguised himself as kind.

Even after being questioned, she instinctively established a good image.

Nan Xuan's eyes that seemed to be able to see everything made Nan Yu a little uncomfortable.

The joy of the original brother and sister reunion gradually calmed down, and she keenly noticed that Nan Xuan seemed to have been asking her Nan Qiao's question.

Nan Yu opened his mouth and plucked up the courage to ask him. "So you're not coming to see me today, are you?"

Nan Yu is not stupid, she would have used the existing conditions around her to develop something beneficial to herself, at this time, when she saw Nan Xuanlai, the first sentence was not to comfort her, but to ask about Nan Qiao, she understood something after a little thought.

Nan Xuan didn't nod or shake his head, but was silent for a long time before speaking.

"I know you're the one in charge, and He Qian is just your substitute." He looked at Nan Yu in disappointment, his tone sad and indifferent.

Some answers don't have to be obtained from Nan Yu's mouth in person, he just asks those words, and after observing Nan Yu's reaction, he has his own answers and choices in his heart.

But after getting the answer from Nan Yu in person, Nan Xuan's heart couldn't help but hurt again.

He recalled everything Nan Qiao had experienced when he was in Nan's house, obviously they were all by Nan Qiao's side, but they didn't react to everything Nan Qiao's mother and daughter did, and they also stood on the side of the wicked, accusing Nan Qiao of being wrong, and aggravating her misfortune and pain.

He is the one who should give Nan Qiao warmth the most, but he hurts her the most.

"......" Nan Yu stopped talking.

Silence spread between the two, with indifference and numbness, the two who were once close to each other as if they were real brothers and sisters are now as strange as strangers.

The policewoman next to her stepped forward in time to remind the two. "The visit time is over."

Nan Yu was taken back, while Nan Xuan walked out and happened to see the gloomy weather outside.

Dark clouds covered the sky, obscuring the originally clear and comfortable azure blue, and a few faint electric lights flickered from the gaps in the clouds, as if they could be split down at any time, and it might rain soon.

Nan Xuan's already unhappy mood, seeing this scene, suddenly became a little lower, he couldn't help but think, how sad Qiao Qiao would be at that time, and even when he finally died, was he also begging for their help?

Such thoughts multiplied and took root in Nan Xuan's heart, making him can't help but think about such a possibility.

But the more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself.

I blamed myself for why I couldn't look at the facts rationally at that time, and blamed myself for why I couldn't see through the vicious behavior of Nan Yu's mother and daughter at that time?

But he didn't do anything, just blindly disappointed in Nan Qiao, and watched her suffer all the hardships with a cold eye.

From a breeze or a raindrop, it finally accumulated into a violent and arrogant storm, setting off a wave of emotions in his heart that almost made him miserable, surging so much that Nan Xuan's whole person was drowned in it.

Countless noisy thoughts buzzed in his mind at the same time, and finally turned into only one purpose.

He had to go and see Murong Qiao in person, the sooner the better.

It's the weekend in a blink of an eye.

There are no classes on weekends, and the course arrangement is very user-friendly for students.

Murong Qiao planned to go home on the weekend, so after talking to his roommates, he flew home directly on the flight that day.

"Miss, you're back." Uncle Yang, the housekeeper, stood at the door and welcomed her home with a smile.

As soon as he heard the familiar voice, Murong Qiao unconsciously calmed down.

It was still afternoon, so no one had come back earlier than her, and after Murong Qiao said hello to the housekeeper Uncle Yang, he returned to his room alone.

[I'm home, brother.] She sat on the bed and rested, and didn't forget to send a message to her eldest brother Murong Chen.

Almost in the next second, Murong Chen replied. [Well, I know, I'll be home in half an hour.] 】

[In addition, the third child may bring back someone today, and they will have a meal together at that time. He confessed.

The person brought back by the third brother?

Murong Qiao's gaze fell on the screen of his mobile phone, staring at the last message sent by his eldest brother Murong Chen.

Looking at the tone of the eldest brother's speech, the third brother is going to have a girlfriend?

She couldn't help but secretly guess in her heart, and the third brother looked like when he taught them on weekdays came to her mind, and she was really curious for a while, what kind of woman can be favored by the third brother.

After half an hour, he said that it was slow or not, and soon there was movement downstairs, which fell on Murong Qiao's ears.

She got up from the bed suddenly, pushed open the door and walked in the direction of the stairs, and at a glance from high to low, she saw the three people coming back from the door.

In addition to the two brothers he was familiar with, there was also a dignified-looking woman who was standing beside the third brother, holding his arm, and the arc of a light smile was engraved on her face, looking like she was chatting well.

"Big brother! Third brother! Murong Qiao waved his hand and greeted the two.

She ran down the stairs at a fast speed, and then threw herself into the arms of her eldest brother.

Murong Chen also opened his hands tacitly and hugged Murong Qiao, and his intimate posture made people know at a glance that the relationship between the two was excellent.

"Slow down, what if you fall?" The eldest brother Murong Chen was helpless.

Although he said this, his movements were indeed full of pampering, and his hands holding Murong Qiao were very tight.

Murong Chuan, who was standing on the other side, although his relationship with his sister was not so good, but when he saw this scene when he returned home, the expression on his face couldn't help but soften a lot, and his body relaxed.

"This is the sister I told you about before, Murong Qiao." Murong Chuan turned his head sideways to introduce to the people around him.

Hearing the voice of the third brother Murong Chuan, Murong Qiao moved his head slightly away from the arms of the eldest brother Murong Chen and looked at the woman beside him.

"Hello, my name is Guin." Gu Yin opened his mouth and smiled at her kindly.

Murong Qiao looked at her, "Hello." ”

The woman in front of her is dressed elegantly, the beige and warm yellow colors show that she is very gentle, and the clothes she wears are also decent, the beige windbreaker is covered with a sweater, and the advanced age shows that her neck is slender and extraordinarily temperamental, standing there slim and slim makes people not disgusted.

"Young Master, dinner is ready." Poplar said at the right time.

Murong Chen replied and touched Murong Qiao's soft hair in his arms, "I specially asked the chef to make your favorite little cake tonight." ”

His voice was soft, and he looked down at Murong Qiao's appearance falling into the eyes of Gu Yin next to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little envy in his heart.

"Really?!" Murong Qiao suddenly cheered up.

She looked up at her eldest brother Murong Chen, and her tone was also happy.

Murong Chen nodded connivingly, "But it can only be used as a dessert after a meal, eating too much is not good for the stomach." ”

The craftsmanship of the Murong family's chef is a must, and after Murong Chen observed that his sister seemed to have a special preference for eating small desserts at the last banquet, he asked the chef to prepare some in advance every time she went home and waited for her to come back to eat.

(End of chapter)