He had just gotten off the plane and was still wearing a flight suit. The pure white uniform made him less cold, but still handsome.
He must be in a good mood, curling his lips.
"sorry sir."
"Chronus," he stared at the music box, "where did it come from?"
"What did you say? What is it called?" Xia Qianchen didn't hear clearly for a moment.
"You don't even know what it is?"
"How do you know?"
Young Emperor Nangong raised his fingers and motioned for her to give it to him.
Xia Qianchen hesitated for a moment. If Nangong Young Emperor wanted to snatch it away, it would be useless for her to fight her hardest.
She was just afraid of being snatched away, so she usually hid it, and when she wanted to take it out, she would secretly hide in an uninhabited corner. Unexpectedly, she actually carried it today and was discovered even while hiding here.
Take off the chain from your neck and carefully hand it to Young Emperor Nangong.
Seeing him open the lid and take a look, his cold eyes narrowed: "Where did you steal it?"
"It wasn't stolen."
"You didn't steal it. You don't even know what it is?"
"It was given by someone else... Have you figured out what it is? What did you say it was called just now?" Xia Qianchen asked anxiously. It's not that she hadn't checked the information and had no way of verifying it. If she knew what it was called, maybe it would be helpful to her.
There is also a clue to the mystery of his life experience.
Young Emperor Nangong was not as happy as he was just now, and his tone was slightly cold: "Who gave it to me?"
"This has nothing to do with you."
"Really?" He said coldly, "What kind of friend can give you such a valuable thing?"
Xia Qianchen frowned: "How valuable is it?"
Young Emperor Nangong sneered: "You don't even know its value?"
"What exactly is it?"
Obviously, Young Emperor Nangong had no intention of telling her.
Xia Qianchen took the chain back when she was not prepared, turned around and was about to leave, but forgot that she was on the stairs, missed her footing, and fell forward.
Young Emperor Nangong grabbed her arm in time to stabilize her figure. However, her foot sprained when she stepped on the air. Xia Qianchen frowned, squatted down, and pressed her ankle tightly.
Suddenly, Xia Qianchen fell into the arms of Young Emperor Nangong!
"What are you doing? Let me down!"
He carried her downstairs.
This sudden move made Xia Qianchen confused and uneasy. She struggled to get off the ground, but how could her strength compare to Young Emperor Nangong?
"Don't move," he warned coldly, "If you don't want me to throw you off the stairs."
When the bodyguards saw Emperor Nangong coming downstairs, they all bowed and shouted: "Young Emperor!" "Young Emperor, you are back!" "Young Emperor, good evening..."
The terrace door was quickly opened, and Jia Ni rushed in after hearing the commotion, just in time to see Nangong Young Emperor holding Xia Qianchen downstairs, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
In the air, the eyes of the two women met unconsciously.
Xia Qianchen clearly felt the hatred conveyed by Jiani!
"Please let me down, sir."
Young Emperor Nangong placed Xia Qianchen on the sofa and held her sprained ankle: "Is it this foot?"
Before Xia Qianchen had time to react, he had already taken off her socks and pushed hard——
"Ah" she screamed in pain.
"Go down and take a look." Young Emperor Nangong was still holding one of her socks.
Xia Qianchen put her foot on the ground. It no longer hurt, but she felt a more resentful and hateful gaze on her back, wanting to delay her over and over again.