"My master wants to discuss something with you, so please come over."
Xia Qianchen frowned. When she came to the hospital, she felt that a vehicle was following her. It turned out that it was not her imagination.
Xia Qianchen got into the car and roughly guessed the possible candidate——
The father of the overalls, the owner of the Rolls-Royce who helped her escape.
If the other party was unfriendly, he would just kidnap her into the car, so Xia Qianchen thought that the other party was not malicious.
The car actually drove towards the beach. When the car slowly drove to the door of the villa, Xia Qianchen's heart sank. What a coincidence. Could it be that the new owner of the villa is the father of the overalls?
The door was lined with bodyguards.
Everything in the villa is still as it was before.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.
Hearing the movement, he turned around, and light shone from his side and behind——
For a moment, Xia Qianchen's heart almost stopped for a moment, but she quickly realized that he should be Nangong Young Emperor's father.
Mr. Nangong should be 50 years old, but he looks younger but is actually much older.
He is not very similar to Nangong Young Emperor, but the domineering aura about him is too similar.
What they most resemble is the pair of green eyes, which are equally unfathomable.
Master Nangong raised his hand casually: "Sit."
The driver who led her in showed her to her seat.
Xia Qianchen was stiff and awkward, never expecting that it would be him who came to her——
"Miss Xia, there is no need to be restrained." Master Nangong was not as scary as he thought.
Xia Qianchen sat down and smiled politely: "Hello..."
I don't know what to call it the most appropriate.
She hesitated again and again: "Mr. Nangong."
Mr. Nangong didn't seem to care about these etiquettes. He sat opposite the sofa with his long legs crossed. It was rare for him to have such a strong and tall figure at his age.
Holding a cigar in his hand, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her.
"you are pregnant."
When he opens his mouth, go straight to the heart of the topic.
Xia Qianchen's face suddenly turned pale and she clenched her handbag tightly.
Master Nangong smiled and said, "Are they descendants of the Nangong family?"
"No," Xia Qianchen said quickly, "In fact, you have mistaken me. I am not the Miss Xia you are looking for."
Mr. Nangong had a profound meaning: "I know who you are."
"You know?"
Master Nangong smiled, and the texture in the corners of his eyes was full of temptation at his age, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, making it impossible for people to figure out his emotions and thoughts.
At this time, Lao Xu was brought 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. My husband came here once during this period and was trapped here for a while because of a typhoon and rainstorm. Then, they got together. Later, the typhoon and rain stopped and my husband left. I found out
She fainted with a high fever and called a doctor to find out she was pregnant... That's all I know."
Lao Xu reported everything carefully, fearing that if he missed anything, he would be killed.
Mr. Nangong knocked on the handrail and asked about the situation.
Only then did Xia Qianchen realize that it turned out that Mr. Nangong’s people had installed monitors in the villa——
The father-son relationship between the two is very bad.
A year ago, Mr. Nangong did not blame Young Emperor Nangong for what happened to the Leng family, but secretly blamed Leng Anqi's death on the enemies of the Leng family.
Immediately after Xia Qianchen's accident, Nangong Young Emperor suffered from mental illness and disappeared.
Mr. Nangong sent people everywhere to investigate, but there was no news, so he was very worried.
Later, Emperor Nangong returned to China and visited this villa.
Master Nangong just wanted to know how his son was doing, and he was worried that Young Emperor Nangong would find out and never come to the villa again, so he secretly installed a monitor in the villa...
A month ago, Xia Qianchen came to the villa late at night. Lao Xu thought she was a maid sent here and let her in.
Monitors were installed in the villa, and Master Nangong's people recognized Xia Qianchen at a glance.
Because he didn't know the purpose of Xia Qianchen's coming, he took advantage of the situation and fired the servant who was actually sent.
So Xia Qianchen was able to continue working in this villa peacefully.
Of course Lao Xu himself was unaware of this.
In the past month, many things Xia Qianchen did showed that she missed Nangong Young Emperor.
She painted a lot of paintings, many of which were portraits of Young Emperor Nangong; sometimes her eyes turned red and shed tears when she looked at the portrait of Young Emperor Nangong on the wall; when she fell asleep, she unconsciously called out the name of Young Emperor Nangong...
"Did you arrive in time because of the typhoon and rain?"
The steward next to Mr. Nangong said: "The road conditions are so congested again?"
Xia Qianchen's mind sank slightly——
Since Young Emperor Nangong would get sick when he heard thunder and rain, Rhodes would definitely check the weather forecast before returning to the villa.
"Could it be——"
The old butler smiled shrewdly: "This is all an opportunity created by me for you to fulfill your needs."
"..."
"Fortunately, you have lived up to expectations and have the blood of the Nangong family."
"Why do you want to help us?" Xia Qianchen asked.
"Cure my son's disease." It was Master Nangong who replied this time, his words were concise and to the point.
"...I'm not a doctor, I can't do anything about his disease."
"Young Master Emperor's illness can only be cured by you," the old housekeeper said, "it is the doctor who is incompetent."
"I told you, I'm not Miss Xia," Xia Qianchen shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I am No. 0328, a clone created by Master Leng!"
Since Mr. Nangong has installed a monitor, he must have heard her conversation with Rhodes and knew her identity.
"Even if I look exactly like Xia Qianchen, I'm not her." Xia Qianchen felt deeply regretful.
"I don't care who you are."
"..."
"You just need to tell me whether you are determined to cure him."
"If I had the ability, I would really like to cure him..."
"That's enough."
After dyeing a cigar, half an hour of the interview had passed.
Master Nangong stood up and prepared to leave.
Xia Qianchen suddenly whispered: "Mr. Nangong, may I ask you a presumptuous question?"
His tall figure froze: "Speak."
"Did you really...not blame him for what happened to Miss Leng a year ago?"
"Who didn't do one or two wrong things when they were young?" Master Nangong said in a profound tone, as if thinking of the distant past, "His temper is very similar to mine when I was young."
The implication is that I know very well the reasons why my son does whatever he does.