Zhao seemed satisfied. She took Liu Qingqing around yuhuangxuan with a smile and bought some jewelry for herself and Nangong Cheng. Finally, she decided to go back to her house.

The two men, surrounded by the servants, walked towards the carriage together.

A servant girl helped Zhao to get on the bus. Then Ziying was going to help Liu Qingqing get on the bus. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman's angry voice came from the front right: "where's the beggar! It's all about... "

Liu Qingqing's movements stopped for a moment, and intuitively looked in the direction of the voice. Two ragged and dishevelled beggars rushed towards the direction of the carriage with their right hands holding white steamed bread. There was a fat man in the rear who was chasing after him angrily: "hateful beggar, how dare you steal my steamed bread. I have to take you to see an official!"

"Girl, be careful!" Ziying exclaimed in surprise. She stepped forward and blocked Liu Qingqing in front of her. She thought: you can't let these pickled beggars bump into her own girl.

However, the next moment, she was a low cry, was severely hit by the previous beggar a butt fell to the ground. Liu Qingqing's face turned white, and she was about to step back. She was a little impatient, and she was about to fall down. At this time, she only heard a familiar urgent voice coming from behind.

"Miss Liu, be careful!"

Liu Qingqing recognized that it was Zhao Ziang's voice. She frowned slightly and looked back quickly. She saw that Zhao Ziang was rushing towards her with a worried face. Liu Qingqing's pretty face was stiff. His right hand quickly helped the carriage, stabilized his body, and dodged sideways.

Zhao Ziang stretched out his hands and stood like a fool. He said in his heart that it was a pity that if he went to help Liu Qingqing again at this time, it would be too suspicious. Finally, he could only take back his hand in a conversational manner.

Ziying climbed up and helped Liu Qingqing. She asked anxiously, "girl, are you not scared?"

"I'm fine." Liu Qingqing reluctantly smiles at Ziying, and thanks Zhao Ziang for his help

"You are welcome! Zhao didn't help Zhao Ziang responded politely, "girl, it's fine."

"Thank you for your care. I'll leave first. " Liu Qingqing is lucky body salute, and then in Ziying's help under the carriage.

Zhao, who was sitting in the carriage, saw her coming up and asked with concern: "sister Qing, are you ok?" She is like an elder who is worried about her younger generation. She takes Liu Qingqing's hand and looks at it carefully.

"I'm fine!" Liu Qingqing, with a gentle smile on her face, said, "thank you for your concern."

"It's OK. It's ok if it's OK." Zhao Shi a pair of relaxed tone appearance, follow tiny raise a voice to ask a way, "in the outside but angge son?"

"Auntie, it's my little nephew." Zhao Ziang saluted respectfully, "my nephew happened to go to the bookshop to buy some old books today. I didn't expect to meet my aunt's car driver."

Zhao nodded with satisfaction: "angge'er, you are so good at learning."

After a few greetings, Zhao Ziang left.

The carriage began to move forward. Zhao patted Liu Qingqing's hand, and said with fear: "there were not so many beggars in Wang before. Those two must be refugees from Huaibei. Fortunately, angge'er is here. If you accidentally bump into you, how can you live?"

Liu Qingqing lowered his eyes, and his mind echoed with a series of things that had just happened. His mouth cleverly replied, "yes, fortunately, Mr. Zhao came in time."

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