Mao Nana, who wanted to explain that she had nothing to do with her, frowned in pain, and her delicate eyebrows were stained with thick pain.

Qu Xiujie stood stunned for a few seconds and hurried forward. He took the apron from the table and covered Mao Nana's leg. Charlie housekeeper who heard the sound rushed over just saw Mao Nana wrapped in an apron held in his arms by Qu Xiujie, although the woman's shy look was very bright. But Qu Xiujie holding Mao Nana has a strong sense of tension between his eyebrows, which is also very confusing to Charlie housekeeper.

Charlie housekeeper went into the kitchen twice today. Once, he saw Mao Nana and Qu Xiujie washing dishes in the kitchen for whom they were red in the face. This time, he saw Mao Nana fall to the ground, but Qu Xiujie held it in his arms as a baby.

Perhaps what Mao Nana cares about has an answer at this moment.

"Uncle, please put me down. I can go by myself..."

Mao Nana blushed. The moment she fell down, she already knew that there was an impossible connection between herself and Qu Xiujie.

Because she loves to wear short skirts, she never thought that she would fall down in the kitchen one day, but her favorite people saw her most private side. She also didn't think that she was going to make a cake for Qu Xiujie a few seconds ago and was about to leave. The next second, she was held in her arms by Qu Xiujie and was rushing towards the hospital.

Qu Xiujie held Mao Nana and said nothing, but the nervous look on his face had betrayed his psychology at the moment.

"Uncle..."

Mao Nana's soft and cute voice sounded quite powerless, but Qu Xiujie roared in a low voice, "don't talk! I'll take you to the hospital."

When Qu Xiujie held Mao Nana and said a few words to Charlie housekeeper, he directly got into the car parked at the door. It hasn't been more than ten minutes since Mao Nana fell to Qu Xiujie and took her to the hospital.

Peggy, who was standing on the second floor, opened the door and listened to Charlie's housekeeper standing under the building saying a simple thing. After that, Peggy's lips hung slightly, so the answers that you don't want to know still seemed meaningless.

As long as two people are together, as long as two people are not afraid of age or even the sarcasm of outsiders, what does it matter to try to be together.

Peige walked into the room and was about to sit down when he heard the voices of Zhang Manhua and Ji Ziming ring at the same time, "what's going on?"

"Nothing. Nana fell down and her uncle took her to the nearby hospital."

"Nana fell?"

Zhang Manhua was so nervous that his eyebrows became slightly wrinkled. When he was about to go downstairs, he was stopped by pegra, "Mom, have you forgotten your daughter now?"

Zhang Manhua stopped, sat on the sofa again, smiled with a trace of apology and said, "how can you? You're my daughter. Besides, Nana is a guest temporarily staying in our house. If something happens to her, how can I explain to others?"

"I think you just don't want your daughter now."

Pei Ge sat next to Ji Ziming with his pink lips deflated. Several reports and materials placed on the table were lying there, but some data written on them were easy to get lost.

"You're right. If I didn't want you, who else would want you? Did you say Ziming, if it weren't for you..."

"Mom, stop talking. I know you're wrong. If you really like Nana, let her and her uncle fix the fruit quickly. It's not a way to drag. After all, she's still a big girl. If this goes on like this, I'm afraid..."

Peige thought thoughtfully that if Mao Nana was forced to lose her patience by her uncle, the last sad person might be really sad.

"You're right. I know. I'll talk to your uncle. Now tell me about the news you've collected. I want to see if it's what your father hasn't finished yet."

Zhang Manhua's voice was cold and his eyes became kind when he looked at Peige.

"Mom, didn't you say my father wanted to come back and tell you something? Do you know what my father wanted to tell you?"

Pei Ge frowned and looked at the information in the folder on the table, which clearly listed what old lady Qu had done in the days when Pei GE's father had an accident, because Ji Ziming had discussed with Qu Xiujie before, and Qu Xiujie was very sure that this was old lady Qu's way of doing it.

Although there is no evidence yet, Peige is willing to believe from the bottom of his heart that in this world, except for Qu Laofu, there may not be someone who deliberately can't get along with them, or even deliberately mutilate them.

"Mom, no matter what Dad told you when he came back, I won't let the culprit go unpunished. No one knows what she did now, but it doesn't mean no one knows in the future. I'll let her take it and return it the same."

Pei GE's voice was fierce, and his teeth were biting at his gums. Ji Ziming, sitting beside her, looked at Pei Ge lovingly, stretched out his white big hand to cover the back of Pei GE's hand, and said softly, "Ge Ge Ge, you and me."

Pei Ge turned his head and was facing Ji Ziming's deep and affectionate eyes. His handsome facial features were full of doting and trust. The warm touch from the back of his hand gave Pei Ge a faint comfort at the bottom of his heart.

As long as this person is around him, no matter what kind of wind and rain he is experiencing, he can become more brave because of his company. Also because of his existence, Peige will more believe that there is another person in the world who is willing to share your pain and joy and come to the world.

"Zi Ming, I know, I know you are willing to help me all the time, but this time I want to come by myself. I want to find out the last person by myself and take off her hypocritical mask layer by layer. I want to ask her what she wants, why she is so cruel and bloody to destroy other people's families, and why she is unwilling to stop when she gets everything she wants."

Peige's voice was angry. She couldn't understand or explain that there were flames brewing in her chest at the moment. It seemed that the whole chest was burning hot.

But there is no way to extinguish these fires one by one.

Maybe there is, that is, the last murderer appeared directly in front of her and told her what it was all about.