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The reason she left such a clear mark was to take the oath of ownership!

Seeing the jealousy in her eyes, he slowly sighed, "Is the anger a little less?"

"No, I want to go home and eat the food you made." Nanxin did not look at him and walked ahead.

Her heart was filled with anger, but her uncle didn't care about her at all! So what if she wanted his promise? Her uncle still treated her coldly and warmly, using her as a child to coax her.

Back at his home, Qiao Mubei cooked Nanxin's favorite food. Sweet and sour pork ribs, beans, spicy potatoes bean sprout, seaweed egg soup, three dishes and a soup. The two of them had enough to eat.

After placing the tableware neatly on the table, Jing Yu returned. Seeing the red mark on Qiao Mubei's neck, she felt warm. Concealed had an apologetic look in his eyes as he said, "I'm sorry, I won't disturb the two of you. I just came back to pick up some things."

Nanxin counted the rice grains in the bowl as he focused on eating.

Jing Yu took the medical case that he brought over from the apartment, narrowed his eyes and looked at Nanxin, and said mischievously: "Sister-in-law, don't play too fiercely. Since Big Bro is old, you have to understand him. "

"You're not busy?" Qiao Mubei raised his eyebrows and asked.

How was he old?

"Busy, busy, I'm extremely busy!" After doing three things in a row, he felt that saying them was against his will. After Jing Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Nanxin bit her lips. She took the initiative to touch the chopsticks, and anyone could see that she was lying. Did Qiao Mubei think that she would not leave no matter what he did to her?

Mother Wu who was carrying a stack of books walked in as she looked at Qiao Mubei suspiciously: "Mister, it's already so late, why is Young Master Jing back?"

It wasn't too late, but it was winter and the sky was dark early. If you want to leave, you have to leave in the morning. Mother Wu felt that Mister should ask Jing Yu to stay.

"He's busy." Qiao Mubei faintly replied with two words.

Nanxin glanced at Mother Wu and saw the stack of books in Mother Wu's arms. The title of the book at the top was unknown on the rest of the books, so Mother Wu carried the stack of books and entered the study room.

"Aren't you a lawyer? Why read the hotel operations management books? " Nanxin was puzzled.

"It's always good to read more books." Qiao Mubei gave her a piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs as he ate leisurely.

Nanxin could not believe it, she was brought to the capital by Qiao Mubei overnight. She did not know what had happened to her family, and what they had to do with the hotel at home.

If it was because her father was going to prison to hide his crimes, she could only ask Qiao Mubei to bring her to the capital. Had everything been arranged, including her?

Qiao Mubei looked at Nanxin, "New Year, I can't accompany you. Mother Wu will also need to return home."

"Oh."

Nanxin had only made a sound, Qiao Mubei thought that Nanxin would use all the methods he had in his body to keep her company, but he never thought that her reaction would be so shallow.

Qiao Mubei thought that Nanxin was using silence to silently resist her this time.

"Grandfather is on the eighth birthday of the new year. I will bring you along to Qiao Family so that you can celebrate your grandfather's birthday."

"Oh." Nanxin indifferently replied.

On New Year's Eve, Nanxin returned to C City.

"Nanxin, are you not living well in your uncle's house?" Ah Jiu asked Nanxin.

He ran back at New Year's Eve, so he knew something was wrong.

Zhang Nanxin looked at the continuously vibrating phone, and the caller ID — Qiao Mubei. When the vibrations stopped, she switched off her phone, raised her eyes, and said to Ah Jiu: "I just came back to pack up."

Ah Jiu and Nanxin's house was in the same district, and Ah Jiu saw Nanxin the moment he entered the gate of the district.

"I'll help you pack up. Come over to my house for dinner later." Ah Jiu looked at Nanxin and paused for a moment before smiling and helping Nanxin redress his grievances. "Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, when you are travelling, are only concerned with the world of the two of them, and will not bring you along."

The two of them walked side by side, but upon hearing Ah Jiu's words, Nanxin stopped and looked at him, "Who told you that my parents went on a tour?"

"It's your Uncle Qiao. I bumped into him a while ago." "I think he came back to help you manage your hotel a while ago." Ah Jiu spoke with a face full of envy, "Your Uncle Qiao is truly omnipotent. With him, you will have someone to take care of you and your aunt will want to travel. He can also help prepare your family's inn so that you won't have to worry at all."

Nanxin frowned, no wonder Qiao Mubei was looking at the management of the hotel.

Upon reaching his doorstep, Nanxin took out the key to open the door, and with a glance, he saw that the things inside the house were all messed up, as if they had been robbed clean by a bandit. The wooden floor was filled with glass and porcelain, and when he raised his head, he saw that the window had been smashed.

Ah Jiu took out his phone, his hands trembling, "Nanxin, don't be afraid, I'll call the police."

"No need." Nanxin took Ah Jiu's phone, and hung up, his expression indifferent without a trace of emotion.

There were some things that her father didn't want her to know, so she didn't pursue it. No matter what, her father was always her best father in her heart.

It was the one who had watched her burn, who had stayed up late to take care of her anxious eyes; the one who, in order to please her, had helped her raise the hamster without regard for the recurrence of her rhinitis; the one who had accompanied her every night to finish her homework; the one who, because he pitied her, had scolded the teacher …

To Nanxin, Zhang Bonian played the role of both a father and mother everyday.

When Nanxin saw the fortune of his family on the ground, he picked them up and pointed his finger at Papa Zhang and muttered to himself, "Silly father, what is there to be so happy about?"

In the photo, Mr Zhang's smile was simple and honest. There was not even a hint of a smile on Mrs Zhang's face as Nanxin snuggled into his embrace.

Ah Jiu looked at Nanxin in shock, "Nanxin, have you lost your mind from the shock?"

Otherwise? Based on Nanxin's character, she would definitely take revenge on whoever messed with her. Nanxin's family had become like this, they did not allow her to call the police.

Nanxin shot a glance at him, "I see that you're insane."

If you don't do something mean to him, he'll think you're not normal.

Nanxin went to his bedroom and found his account book and identity card.

Ah!" A shriek pierced the air.

This voice belonged to Ah Jiu. When Nanxin came out of his bedroom, he saw two men holding guns in the profound entrance.

The two men in black cotton clothes and black hats were holding onto each other.

Their eyes were fixated on Nanxin's body, completely ignoring him.

Nanxin could tell that their target was her but not Ah Jiu. She turned and ran into the bedroom, climbed up to the bedroom window, and without a moment's hesitation jumped down.

The pain of falling onto the ground made Nanxin shed tears. She was glad that there was such a heavy snowstorm yesterday, so she purposely jumped on top of the pile of snowmen.

Just as she was about to get up, she heard gunshots. Qiao Mubei suddenly appeared in front of her, protecting her in his embrace.

"It's such a tall building, who let you jump down!" Qiao Mubei pinched Nanxin's shoulder blade as he scolded.

The strength of Qiao Mubei's hand was almost enough to crush Nanxin's bones, so Nanxin was able to struggle free from his imprisonment and was not bothered at all, "It's only the second floor, I jump with confidence."

Qiao Mubei did not look at the cold gaze of Qiao Mubei. He only looked at the silver grey suit which had fresh blood seeping into it.

Helplessly, he reached out to touch the edge of where Qiao Mubei was injured, but his fingertips did not dare to touch. Seeing droplets of bright red blood drop onto the pure white snow, it was truly shocking.

"When will you listen to me and not let me worry?" Qiao Mubei frowned, as though he was extremely helpless, and his voice was as light as a feather falling on the ground.

Blood continued to gush out as Qiao Mubei's consciousness began to sink and his eyelids gradually closed.

The two bandits on top were caught by the police who followed Qiao Mubei. They put on handcuffs and pushed into the police car. Nanxin looked at the police officer and shouted with a trembling voice, "Quickly send uncle to the hospital, quickly go to the hospital …"

Fear spread out from the bottom of her heart as it slowly devoured her.

Nanxin grabbed Qiao Mubei's hand and refused to let go.

Outside the operation room, Nanxin begged humbly, "Uncle, please don't let anything happen to you. As long as you can stay alive, I'll promise you anything. "