As Xu Qiao stared at him with big eyes, he held his breath and stared at him without any movement.

Cheng Lang retreated a little, left her lips, his voice low and slightly dumb: "Did I solve it?"

Why, your evil hand is still at the scene of the crime, and you are innocent?

"Wouldn't it be me?" Xu Qiao's limbs were stiff and his face kept calm.

Cheng Lang put his fingers on her back and rubbed his fingers, and the Adam's apple rolled gently: "Accident." Seeing her nervous look, she thought for a while and said, "I'll deduct it for you?"

Xu Qiao buried her hot face in his arms and nodded.

Cheng Lang's other hand also walked around her back and fumbled through her gauze nightgown.

Wherever his fingertips pass, it seems like clusters of sparks have been burned.

Xu Qiao restrained his sensitive tremor and changed the topic: "How were you doing just now?"

"Well," because Cheng Lang's progress was a little slower than the last time, "It was better than the situation."

"Then let's get here today."

Cheng Lang looked down at her in disagreement.

"Stop when you are ready, don't fish out of the water, be good." Xu Qiao raised his hand and scratched his chin.

"Then don't call me." Cheng Lang smiled and hid for a while. Because of this action, the buckle he got was loose again.

Xu Qiao turned her head and glanced back: "Hey, can you do it?"

"It's hard to button it through the clothes."

"When I untied it, I was also separated by my clothes. Why did I see you so neatly?"

Cheng Lang continued to fight with Hurry and thought, "It's easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain?"

"..." This is a man.

Cheng Lang finally buckled it right, picked up Xu Qiao who had slid down a little, hugged her arms, and smoothed her hair: "Can you sleep here tonight?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting sick all night?"

"It shouldn't be possible, just two quilts."

Xu Qiao shook her head: "No, I don't sleep well, I'm afraid that I'll roll into a bed and roll into a bed, and I'll kill you."

“…”

Someone else’s girlfriend: No, I’m afraid what you will do to me.

His girlfriend: No, I'm afraid what I'll do to you.

Xu Qiao crawled out of his arms and leaned over to look at him: "I'll talk about it when you're cured!"

Cheng Lang nodded: "Then I'll take you back to the room."

Xu Qiao was about to get out of bed, but before her feet touched the ground, he picked her up again.

"I will become a mermaid without feet sooner or later when you do this." Xu Qiao hugged his neck and muttered.

Cheng Lang smiled and hugged her and walked out, lowered his head and emphasized: "It should be a mermaid."

Xu Qiao was about to praise her boyfriend for being really good at speaking, but suddenly, from this sentence "mermaid", he thought of the mermaid series jewelry he had conceived for the theme of the "deepsea" fashion show, and said with a low "Oh": "Oh no, oh no, I forgot to tell you something serious."

"Hmm?" Cheng Lang carried her into the next bedroom and placed it on the bed.

Xu Qiao sat up cross-legged and said seriously: "Didn't I go to meet Mr. Pan De yesterday? That British Chinese fashion designer. He said that a jewelry merchant was selling jewelry designs from my college years to him, but the original design manuscripts in Xijiang Mansion should have been thrown away as rags. Who will leak it?"

Cheng Lang frowned: "Is the other party selling the original manuscript?"

"No, it's just a scan, so Mr. Pan felt something was wrong here, so he came to me to confirm this."

Cheng Lang thought for a while and said, "Since you can't get the original manuscript, it means that the scanned copy is left over from the past. Remember, who did you hand over the original manuscript to, or have you scanned the drawings."

Xu Qiao shook her head and denied: "I thought about this yesterday. I just painted casually at home, and put it in the study after I finished painting, and didn't take it seriously at all."

"Who can enter your study?"

"I used to do nothing serious, and there were no valuables in the study, so my family could enter, and the servants would not avoid suspicion when cleaning."

Cheng Lang nodded thoughtfully.

"Who is it?" Xu Qiao said suspiciously, "But I was not showing any signs at that time. Who could guess that I would become famous in the future? Scan my design drawings in advance to sell them for money?"

"This matter itself should not be a big problem. You can sleep peacefully first. I will contact Mr. Pan tomorrow morning and find out as soon as possible."

Xu Qiao hugged Cheng Lang's arm and kissed him on the chin: "Lang is capable."

——

One thing that leaked was not the original manuscript, and the other thing that Xu Qiao did not take these early immature draft works seriously. With Cheng Lang's reassurance that "there is no big problem", she no longer cared about this matter.

But the next evening, Cheng Lang came to the studio to pick her up after get off work with an extra solemn expression, but she had a vague premonition.

She sat in the back seat of Zeppelin and asked him if he had found something bad.

"Can you have supper first?" Cheng Lang asked the driver to start the car.

"Do I know I can't eat dinner in the future?" Xu Qiao said dejectedly, "You'd better say it early. I think I may not be able to eat it if I don't listen."

Cheng Lang was silent and breathed a sigh of relief: "Your father told me about this matter before leaving, hoping I could hide it from you."

Xu Qiao was stunned, unexpectedly at the result of this stone causing a thousand sensations: "What's so serious..."

"Let's talk about your father first." Cheng Lang turned his head to look at her, "Don't you want to know his whereabouts? You've never asked me these days."

Xu Qiao touched her nose: "I guess you should have contact with my dad."

This guess was made by Xu Qiao a long time ago.

After all, the last person her father contacted before leaving was Cheng Lang, and entrusting the most important trust to her to him was equivalent to entrusting her to him.

Then it is impossible for them to cut off the connection.

"But the text message my dad left me said, asking me to wait patiently for him to contact me. I think he definitely doesn't want to worry about him before his career is stable. I'm afraid that my question will put pressure on him instead?" Xu Qiao whispered.

Cheng Lang raised his hand and rubbed her hair.

She seems to be heartless about her family, but in fact she is the person who knows how to take the overall situation into consideration.

"He started his business in Southeast Asia for more than three months. Although he has not achieved so quickly, his basic life has been stable. I asked him a few years ago whether he would arrange for him to return to China to meet you. His meaning is similar to yours, and he said he wanted to come back to see you when his career improved. He knew that you were doing well and showed off his talents." Cheng Lang explained.

"Then you just said, what did he ask you to hide from me?"

"The truth about your stepmother and your brother's departure."

Xu Qiao was stunned: "Didn't my dad arrange for them to live abroad?"

Cheng Lang shook his head: "Your dad used a vague statement in his text message to guide you to understand this way and don't want you to worry. In fact, your stepmother and your dad had already agreed to divorce before that. At that time, your stepmother took away the last amount of working capital in the family and took your brother away. It was because of this that your dad had to leave hastily."

He was too shocked, and Xu Qiao looked at Cheng Lang and didn't say anything for a long time.

"That is," she spoke very slowly because of surprise. "As for these days, my dad doesn't know where my stepmother and my brother are?"

Cheng Lang nodded: "I sent someone to pay attention, but they deliberately hid their identities and had no specific direction. Finding someone likes to find a needle in a haystack. But today's news comes, they are in New South Wales, USA."

Xu Qiao seemed to have thought of something: "So my design drawing was leaked by my stepmother?"

"Well, she heard about your famous news in the United States and contacted a jewelry merchant and planned to exchange your work for money."

"How could she have scanned my design drawings before?"

"I guess," Cheng Lang thought for a while, "she once consulted industry insiders with a scan of your design drawings and asked whether these works were excellent."

Cheng Lang didn't say it out loud, but Xu Qiao roughly understood.

She was still in college and had no clear plan for whether to enter the jewelry industry in the future. Yan Lizhen was worried that she was too outstanding in jewelry design and inherited the family business before her younger brother graduated, so she might have been secretly concerned about her works.

After that, the files may be recorded where they are.

Xu Qiao was silent for a while, but he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"Don't worry, since this matter has been broken, her business will definitely not be completed. What I want to discuss with you is another tricky thing."

"What?" Xu Qiao received too much information at once, and before he could recover, his reaction was slightly slow.

"I remember, when you were in trouble at a bar last year, your brother helped you, and your relationship seemed to be good, right?"

Xu Qiao nodded: "Although he often quarrels, he protects me. He actually didn't want to fight for any family property, but was forced by my stepmother since he was a child to learn this and that."

Cheng Lang sighed: "Do you want to take your brother back? He is having a little hard time now."

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Qiao instantly straightened his back, "Didn't my stepmother leave with the money?"

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and nodded and said, "The specific situation is not clear. It should be roughly - your brother was deceived by your stepmother when he arrived in the United States and learned the truth. He refused to use any of the money his stepmother took away, and even cut off contact with her."

Xu Qiao sniffed: "Then how did he live alone in a foreign country in the past few months?"

"Land on the streets, fighting around | The black worker, your stepmother kept looking for him, but he didn't want to see her, and he hid from Tibet to avoid her."

Xu Qiaoguang even felt suffocated in such a life.

"How is he now? Is there any trouble?" She hurriedly grabbed Cheng Lang's hand and asked.

Cheng Lang patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "I found out that the bar he was working in recently. It's okay, but considering that he didn't know your brother's idea, I didn't have someone to reveal his identity for the time being, for fear of disturbing him. If he doesn't want to see us, it will be even more troublesome if he also doesn't want to see us and hide in another place. Look, is it possible to call him and persuade him to come back to China?"

Xu Qiao was stunned for a moment: "My brother is a little stubborn, and I don't know the specific situation of his days. To be on the safe side, it may be better to pick someone up in person. It's not difficult for me to take time these days, why don't I go to New South Wales?"

Cheng Lang was also mentally prepared for this: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Xu Qiao turned his head to look at him: "That's so delayed. It's at least two days to go back and forth. Just send an assistant to accompany me."

"This is a big family event, how can I ask my assistant to accompany you?" Cheng Lang called Gao Rui and asked him to arrange flights for the two of them.

He was talking about "home", and it seemed that everything was taken for granted, and the Xu family's affairs were his.

Xu Qiao pouted his mouth, took his arm, and got into his arms like a cat, and was so moved that he sniffed.

The words my husband called yesterday were really worth it.
Chapter completed!