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Sheng Liang still insisted for Qiao Xuan to change his hairstyle, and let the hairstylist heat her into wine red curls. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that this effect was a little unexpected.

It was more feminine, but not as old-fashioned as before.

She stood up and turned to look at Sheng Liang. He had his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you thinking?" Qiao Xuan walked over and asked.

Sheng Liang raised his head and looked at her, before stroking her hair: "It's very pretty."

When he just raised his head, Qiao Xuan saw a trace of emptiness in his eyes. He saw her standing in front of him, but he didn't hear her question.

The happiness in Qiao Xuan's heart was suddenly extinguished.

When she returned home, Qing Qing came over to welcome her. She probably had something to say, but when she saw Qiao Xuan, she immediately exclaimed in shock, "Miss Qiao, the hair you made looks so nice!"

This point, she already knew about it, it could only prove that Sheng Liang had good eyes.

But what she was a little concerned about was that for the entire afternoon, Sheng Liang seemed to have been absent-minded.

"He does look good, but the main thing is that he looks good."

Hearing that, Qiao Xuan turned his head, only to realise that Sheng Qian was sitting on a sofa at the side.

Qing Qing looked at her as if to say that she wanted to tell her that Sheng Qian was here.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Xuan saw that he was sitting in a strange position, so she unconsciously walked over to help him up, saying, "Your injuries aren't healed yet, why are you running around."

Although it was a reprimand, Sheng Qian was actually very happy. With a smile on his face, he said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I missed you."

Knowing that he was making fun of her again, Qiao Xuan did not want to bother with him, but before she could stand up, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and when she turned around, Sheng Liang had already pulled her to his side.

This action, was too obvious of a declaration of sovereignty. Qiao Xuan unconsciously raised his eyes to look at him.

Sheng Qian squinted her eyes slightly, as if she had seen through everything. "Could it be that if I lose my memories, I can openly act as a rogue?"

Didn't he cherish this woman before?

"Who are you talking about?" Sheng Liang's voice was not loud, but it carried an aura that could not be ignored.

Sheng Qian secretly clenched his teeth as he stood up from the sofa, but he could not help but let out a cry of pain. When Qiao Xuan saw this, he wanted to help him up, but he was blocked.

Sheng Qian sneered: "Third brother, the current you, is the real you right? In the past, you really wrapped yourself up too tightly."

He was so strict that he couldn't even tell his true feelings from his own.

Sheng Liang didn't know what he was talking about, but he was fully on guard against him.

Qing Qing could not feel that the atmosphere was off, and seeing that they were all silent, he asked, "Is Young Master Qian going to stay and eat?"

"Of course."

"I don't agree!"

Sheng Qian and Sheng Liang said at almost the same time. Qing Qing looked at Qiao Xuan with difficulty: "Then should I cook for him or not?"

Qiao Xuan realised that from the beginning, Sheng Liang was just jealous of Sheng Qian.

She said to Qing Qing: "Prepare more."

Hearing Qiao Xuan's words, Sheng Qian immediately smiled: "I've long heard that Qing Qing's dishes are the most delicious."

It was rare for Qing Qing to hear someone praise him so he was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Then Young Master Qian must eat more in a while."

Sheng Liang saw that they were joking and turned to go upstairs.

Just as Qiao Xuan was about to chase after him, Sheng Qian screamed in pain and stood up with her hands on her waist. It looked like she couldn't even stand properly.

Sheng Liang was already halfway up the stairs, and when he looked back and saw this scene, especially Sheng Qian's proud look, his face darkened even more.

Actually Qiao Xuan knew that Sheng Qian was doing this on purpose, she helped him to sit down, then sighed: "He doesn't remember anything, what are you getting angry at him for."

"It's because he doesn't remember that I was able to anger him. In the past, how could I be a match for him?" Sheng Qian shook his head helplessly and asked, "Didn't the doctor say when would he recover his memories?"

Qiao Xuan let out a long sigh, "When he was discovered by the sea, no one knew how long he had been unconscious and how long he had been floating in the ocean. It was even more impossible to know if he would still remember the things from the past."

Sheng Qian was silent for a moment, then laughed: "What's wrong with that? Look at his face just now, it was as black as an African immigrant's, which means he cares about you a lot."

"Who knows?" Qiao Xuan raised his head and looked at his room upstairs, but his mind was still thinking about the matter of him being absent-minded in the afternoon.

"Why don't I just stay here? I can definitely ensure that your feelings will rise up quickly." Sheng Qian spoke uncertainly, when he saw Qing Qing coming out, he immediately said, "Girl, help me clean up a room."

Qing Qing pouted: "At our place, the little girl is scolding people."

"I really like it when I call you little girl." Sheng Qian smiled at her charmingly, "Where do I live?"

"Let's go to the second room from the left. I'll go and clean it up now." Qing Qing ran upstairs happily.

Qiao Xuan looked at Sheng Qian and sincerely said, "No wonder so many women want to climb onto your bed."

"Don't say it's so unpleasant. What I said to anyone was sincere, at least at the time." Sheng Qian suddenly moved closer to Qiao Xuan, his tone ambiguous: "But what I want the most is to let you see my sincerity."

Qiao Xuan stepped back and laughed: "Eat."

Sheng Qian looked at her as if she was escaping, smiled playfully, and muttered: "There will be a day when I will let you see it."

Qiao Xuan went upstairs and knocked on the door of Sheng Liang's room. Hearing his response, she pushed open the door and entered, seeing that he had closed the computer, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Don't be angry at Sheng Qian, he's just like that. He always likes to make mischievous jokes." Qiao Xuan said carefully.

"I already know, you don't need to explain it to him." Sheng Liang retracted his eyes, covering up all his emotions.

Seeing that he was alright, Qiao Xuan relaxed and said, "Let's go down to eat."

Sheng Liang did not object and followed Qiao Xuan downstairs. When they went in, Sheng Qian was already sitting there.

And that location, was Sheng Liang's.

Qiao Xuan looked at Sheng Liang's expression, and unconsciously grabbed his hand: "Let's sit over here."

Sheng Liang still did not say anything and followed Qiao Xuan over. However, when he passed by Sheng Qian, Sheng Qian suddenly pulled a chair to the side, and unerringly bumped into Sheng Liang's arm. Seeing Sheng Liang instinctively covering his arm and frowning, he hurriedly said.

Even though he knew that Sheng Qian was doing it on purpose, Qiao Xuan had no way of reprimanding him. She only grabbed his hand and checked: "Does it hurt?"

Sheng Liang looked at Sheng Qian's provocative eyes and said flatly: "I'm fine."

He walked to the middle seat and sat down without saying a word. Qiao Xuan looked at him, his heart feeling even more uneasy.

She also did not understand, previously, Sheng Qian and Sheng Liang had already resolved their previous hatred, but now, why was Sheng Qian targeting Sheng Liang again?