Xia Wanxin did not look back and paused for a moment.

Bo Qingyun said in a low voice: "Sorry, I'm so excited."

Xia Wanxing's eyes were very cold, without any turbulence.

No response, striding away.

Bo Qingyun watched her leave her straight back and frowned her long eyebrows.

Xia Wanxin left the hospital and drove home.

After arriving at home, the tense strings in her heart slowly relaxed, and she felt very tired.

Five years ago, my father suffered a head injury and is still unconscious.

It was precisely because he had a good relationship with the Bo family before he was hospitalized that he received treatment in Bo's private hospital.

She worked hard to study various medical difficult and complicated diseases in order to let her father wake up and tell him the murderer who made him coma back then.

Today, she went to the hospital just to see her father's condition.

Thinking of bumping into Bo Qingyun, he was misunderstood again.

Xia Wan felt palpitations, but she also felt that this did not seem to be a bad thing.

At least this time, Bo Qingyun should have been able to dispel his vigilance and suspicion about himself for a long time.

However, we must find a way to transfer my father to the hospital as soon as possible.

the next day.

Xia Wanxin woke up early in the morning and wanted to go out to sort out some details of her cooperation with Bo Qingyun and put it into practice.

Looking at Sister Zhao, who was busy in the kitchen, she specifically ordered: "If Sweetheart doesn't wake up, please let her sleep a little longer. She just came back from abroad and it would be a jet lag."

"OK."

On the second floor of the villa, sweetheart was standing on tiptoe and lying sneakily on the window.

After watching Xia Wanxin drive away, she showed a cunning and sweet smile.

Mommy finally left.

In this way, she has the opportunity to find Brother Xiao Xingchen.

Change into the boys' clothing I bought yesterday.

Take a look at the wigs I wore when I was performing a stage play when I was in school abroad.

This wig was specially customized by Mommy for her, and it was enough to make it real.

After the little sweetheart was dressed neatly, she stood in front of the mirror with satisfaction.

Finally put on a mask and went downstairs.

Avoid Aunt Zhao who was making breakfast and ran out of the house carefully.

Today, she must find Brother Xiao Xingchen, meet him, and get her jade pendant back.

Once it gets miserable, she will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, I tinkered with it on the phone watch, and soon a small red dot appeared on the map.

Fortunately, when I gave the jade pendant to Brother Xiao Xingchen yesterday, I secretly hid a locator on it.

This was originally customized for her by my mother for fear that she would get lost, but she didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

"Huh? This is so close."

The little sweetheart looked around in confusion

Does the little brother also live in the villa area bought by Mommy?

Following the map path, the little sweetheart walked for more than twenty minutes before walking to a white Western villa.

The door of the villa was closed tightly, and she noticed the surveillance.

He deliberately bypassed, walked in a blind spot that was invisible to the surveillance, and drilled into the gap in the railings on the side.

Walking in the garden, looking around curiously.

Suddenly, an aunt in uniform came over and was looking at her in confusion.

Her heart beat faster and her hands tightened uneasyly.

It's over.

Discovered!

The next second, the servant hesitated: "Young Master? Why are you here? Teacher Song will come to class in a while. I'll take you back to the study to prepare."

Sweetheart was surprised.

This aunt regarded her as Xiao Xingchen's brother.

He quickly recalled Xiao Xingchen's appearance, lowered his head, looked cool, and nodded.

The servant took the sweetheart to the study and left.

The little sweetheart's nervous little heart finally sootheed.

She looked at the decorations of the study, which was a little serious, and did not look like a child's study at all.

Suddenly, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom.

The little sweetheart was shocked and hurriedly got under the wide solid wood desk.

Xiao Xingchen slowly walked out of the bathroom, and his dark eyes moved slightly.

He had clearly heard the sound of the door opening just now.

Just as he was confused, a servant's voice came from under the stairs: "Teacher Song is here, the young master is already waiting for you in the study."

Song Ran's voice was gentle and quiet: "Okay, I'll go up and find him myself."

The little sweetheart was slightly stunned. This voice was a bit similar to the female voice that day when she was shopping in the mall with Brother Xiao Xingchen.

Is it her?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sweetheart calmly slowed down his breathing.

Xiao Xingchen sat at the desk in silence.

As soon as Song Ran entered the door, his face darkened. He quickly walked to Xiao Xingchen and threw two textbooks on the table.

Gladiated at him: "What happened to you yesterday? You dared to go to eat ice cream alone. You want to get sick and ask your father to blame me for your head and then drive me away? What do I ask you? Little mute!"

Xiao Xingchen did not respond, as if he had been accustomed to it for a long time.

Go and get the title on the table.

He was too weak and was not suitable for school life, so his father invited Song Ran to be his home teacher.

But what Song Ran usually does is just throwing some things he can do to him.

Song Ran felt even more angry when he looked at him silent.

"You little mute is deaf, why is your heart so dark? Do you think I can't do anything to you if I don't speak?"

She snatched the exercises in Xiao Xingchen's hand.

"I won't do the questions today. I will memorize all the ancient poems I learned before!"

Xiao Xingchen's long eyelashes drooped down, and he slowly pulled out a notebook from the desk, ready to write down.

Song Ran raised his hand and hit his pen to the ground: "I'm talking about the back! I'm talking about the back, don't you understand?"

Xiao Xingchen's dark eyes turned for a moment, and soon, it seemed that some emotions had gone out and passed in a flash.

He pursed his lips and bent down, preparing to pick up the pen that had fallen on the ground.

Suddenly, his body was stunned-

He...isn't it, why is she here?

Under the desk, the little sweetheart clenched his fist and stared at Song Ran in anger. He noticed Xiao Xingchen's surprised gaze and looked at him.

After a brief look at each other, she blinked and compared him with a shushing position.

Xiao Xingchen was stunned and did not make any noise.

Pick up the pen and sit back in place.

Song Ran looked at his silent look and sneered coldly.

No matter what happens, are you indifferent?

Then if you can't recite the poem later, don't blame her.

This time, he was tortured by him so he must not just let it go.

"I'll take a suck in half an hour."

After saying that, he turned around and left the study.
To be continued...