Xia Qianchen was prepared: "Who are you?"

"My owner has something to discuss with you, please go there."

Xia Qianchen frowned. When she came to the hospital, she felt a vehicle following her. It turned out that it was not her illusion.

Xia Qianchen got into the car and probably guessed the possible candidate in his heart—

The father of the overalls, the Rolls-Royce owner who once helped her escape.

If the other party is not friendly, just take her into the car, so Xia Qianchen thought that the other party was not malicious.

The car actually drove to the seaside route. When the car slowly drove to the door of the villa, Xia Qianchen felt a deep heart. It was such a coincidence that the new owner of the villa was the father of the overalls?

The door was full of bodyguards.

Everything in the villa is still the same.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the movement, he turned around, and the light shone from behind him-

In an instant, Xia Qianchen's heart almost stopped beating for a moment, but soon realized that he should be the father of Emperor Nangong.

Mr. Nangong should be 50 years old, but he looks younger but is really old.

He is not very similar to Nangong Shaodi, but his domineering aura is too similar.

What they most resemble is the green eyes, as unfathomable.

Master Nangong casually raised his hand: "Sit down."

The driver who brought her into the door took her into the seat.

Xia Qianchen was stiff and cramped, and never expected that he would be the one who came to her-

"Miss Xia doesn't have to be restrained." Mr. Nangong was not as terrifying as he thought.

Xia Qianchen sat down and smiled politely: "Hello..."

I don't know what is the most suitable name.

She hesitated for a while: "Mr. Nangong."

Mr. Nangong seemed to be careless of these etiquettes. He sat opposite the sofa with long legs raised. It was rare for him to have such a strong and tall figure at his age.

With a cigar in his hand, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

"You're pregnant."

When he spoke, he went straight to the center of the topic.

Xia Qianchen suddenly turned pale and clenched his handbag.

Master Nangong smiled and said, "Are you a descendant of the Nangong family?"

"No," Xia Qianchen said quickly, "in fact, you admitted me wrongly. I am not the Miss Xia you are looking for."

Mr. Nangong has a profound meaning: "I know who you are."

"You know?"

Mr. Nangong smiled. The texture at the corners of his eyes was full of temptations of his age, but his smile did not reach his eyes, making people unable to understand his emotions and thoughts.

At this time, Lao Xu was taken out by a bodyguard.

She looked at Xia Qianchen hesitantly, then at Master Nangong, and knelt on the ground in horror.

"I...I don't know anything. The husband came once during this period. He was trapped here for a while because of the typhoon and rainstorm. Then, they got together. Later, the typhoon and rainstorm stopped. The husband left and I found out that

She fainted from a high fever and asked a doctor to find out that she was pregnant...I only know so much."

Old Xu reported it all the time, fearing that he would miss a little and would lead to a murder.

Master Nangong knocked on the handrail and asked about some information.

Only then did Xia Qianchen realize that the villa had been installed with a monitor in the mansion of Master Nangong.

The relationship between the two is very bad.

A year ago, Master Nangong did not blame Nangong Shaodi for the Leng family affairs, but secretly blamed Leng Anqi for her death and blamed the Leng family's enemies.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Qianchen had an accident, and Emperor Nangong fell ill and disappeared.

Master Nangong sent people everywhere to investigate, but there was no news, so he was very worried.

Later, Emperor Nangong returned to China and came to this villa.

Master Nangong just wanted to know his son's recent situation, but was worried that Emperor Nangong would know that he would not come to the villa until now, so he secretly installed a monitor in this villa...

A month ago, Xia Qianchen came to the villa late at night. Old Xu thought it was a maid sent here, so he let her in.

A monitor was installed in the villa, and Mr. Nangong's people recognized Xia Qianchen at a glance.

Because he didn't know the purpose of Xia Qianchen's arrival, he took the trick and fired the real servant who was sent halfway.

So later, Xia Qianchen could continue to work in this villa peacefully.

Of course, Lao Xu himself was unaware of it.

Over the past month, many of the things Xia Qianchen did show her longing for Nangong Shaodi.

She drew many paintings, many of which were portraits of Emperor Nangong; sometimes she looked at the portrait of Emperor Nangong on the wall with red eyes and tears; she unconsciously called out the name of Emperor Nangong when she fell asleep...

"You came so timely because of the typhoon and heavy rain?"

The butler beside Mr. Nangong said, "The road conditions are so blocked again?"

Xia Qianchen's thoughts were slightly deeper—

Since Emperor Nangong would get sick when he heard about thunder and rain, Rhodes would definitely check the weather forecast before returning to the villa.

"Is it--"

The old butler smiled smartly: "This is the opportunity that the master has created to help you."

“…”

"Fortunately, you live up to your expectations and have the blood of the Nangong family."

"Why do we need to help us?" Xia Qianchen asked.

"Carre my son's illness." This time the reply was Mr. Nangong, who was concise and to the point.

"…I am not a doctor, and I can't do anything about his illness."

"Your Majesty's disease is the only one that can be cured," said the old housekeeper, "The doctor is powerless."

"I said that I am not Miss Xia," Xia Qianchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I am No. 0328, a copyist created by Young Master Leng!"

Since Mr. Nangong has a surveillance camera, he must have heard her conversation with Rhodes and knows her identity.

"Even if I look exactly like Xia Qianchen, I am not her." Xia Qianchen felt deeply regretful.

"I don't care who you are."

“…”

"You just have to tell me if you have the determination to cure him."

"If I have the ability, I would love to cure him..."

“That’s enough.”

After dyeing a cigar, half an hour had passed since the interview.

Master Nangong stood up and prepared to leave.

Xia Qianchen suddenly whispered: "Mr. Nangong, can I ask you if I can ask you a presumptuous question."

His tall figure froze: "Tell me."

"Ask Miss Leng a year ago, are you really... not blamed him?"

"Who did not do one or two wrong things when I was young?" Mr. Nangong spoke in a far-reaching tone, as if he thought of the distant past. "His temper is very similar to when I was young."
Chapter completed!