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The water was not scalding hot, but the blisters on Qiao Xuan's feet were soaked in hot water, causing her to almost cry in pain.

Seeing her pale face, Sheng Liang said with pain in his heart: "Endure it, it won't hurt anymore after a while."

Qiao Xuan sat on the sofa while Sheng Liang half-knelt on the ground, carefully pressing her feet and massaging her.

Who knew how many eyes were watching them from outside, but Sheng Liang didn't have any qualms about it, nor did he care about his identity.

After soaking in the water for a while, Qiao Xuan felt that it was no longer as painful, and the sour feeling from just now had calmed down a lot. She said to Sheng Liang: "Alright, I'm fine now."

Sheng Liang took a towel and was about to help her wipe her feet, but Qiao Xuan quickly took it away from her, avoiding her hand: "Don't move, leave it to me."

Other than her parents, there had never been anyone else who treated her like this, not to mention that this person was even Sheng Liang.

After drying her feet, Sheng Liang told her to hang out for a while, then said that he was going to get some medicine for her to wipe. Qiao Xuan immediately pulled him back: "No need, just sleep for a bit, you'll be fine tomorrow."

Sheng Liang did not go out and sat beside her. He hugged her and said softly: "I'm sorry, I know that you went to look for those board members. If I did not say that, you would not have worked so hard."

Hearing the self-blame in his tone, Qiao Xuan turned and grabbed his hand, "What are you talking about? I can do something for you.

In the past, everything had been arranged by him, everything was his concern. She didn't care about anything, but now that she finally had a chance to do something for him, she was very happy.

Sheng Liang hugged her and kissed her cheeks, still looking very apologetic.

Qiao Xuan comforted him: "At least I did what I said worth it. They all promised to support you at the board of directors tomorrow."

However, Sheng Liang still did not move, and continued to hug her without letting go. After a while, he looked at his watch and said: "It's time to get off work, let's go home."

Before Qiao Xuan could react, Sheng Liang had already carried her and walked out.

"I can walk." Qiao Xuan struggled.

"You can't wear those shoes anymore. Do you want to go back barefoot?" When Sheng Liang said this, his face had a hint of a smile.

However, just like that, he carried her out, and everyone was watching. Qiao Xuan's face kept getting hot, so she simply buried her face in his arms.

It was almost as if a century had passed before Qiao Xuan finally felt Sheng Liang had put her in the carriage, and when he saw her sitting on the other side, he noticed the unnatural expression of Luo Jie in front of him, and his face instantly flushed even more red.

"Should we wait for Qiao Nan?" Luo Jie obviously wanted to ask something.

"Didn't you already send him back?" Without holding back the slightest bit of face, Sheng Liang immediately pierced Luo Jie.

Luo Jie embarrassedly coughed, then asked: "Then, are we going home now?"

"No, to the Lantian Hotel." When Sheng Liang told Luo Jie this, he was actually looking at him.

Luo Jie immediately looked like he understood and quickly drove the car away.

But Qiao Xuan started to get nervous, and whispered: "Why are you going to the hotel?"

Sheng Liang did not reply, and only gave her a meaningful glance, then smiled lightly.

In fact, Qiao Xuan could probably guess it, but she was a woman after all, so she couldn't say it out loud.

Luo Jie quickly arrived at the entrance of the Orchid Sky Hotel, turned his head and said, "Young Master Liang, we are here. Have you booked a room?"

Sheng Liang nodded, then pushed open the car door and carried Qiao Xuan out of the car, and then brought her all the way into the hotel.

The waiter opened the door for them, which Sheng Liang thanked him for before he carried Qiao Xuan in.

Hearing the door shut, Qiao Xuan dared to reveal his face, and struggled off Sheng Liang's body. He wore a pair of hotel slippers, walked over and sat on the sofa, but did not dare look up: "You brought me here, what is it?"

Sheng Liang took two goblets from the wine rack, then took out the red wine from the ice bucket on the table, poured them into a wine wake machine, and gently shook them: "Nothing, I just want to be alone with you for a while. My family is too numerous, it's inconvenient."

When he said the last three words, Qiao Xuan heard an ambiguous tone, and his body unconsciously shrunk back into the sofa.

But Sheng Liang did not take any further steps, he just sat beside her, poured her a cup of wine and said: "Thank you for today's matter."

Qiao Xuan originally wanted to say that there was no need to talk about gratitude, she should be the one doing all this. However, just as she took a sip of her wine, she saw Sheng Liang already drinking with his head raised, and looking as if he had something on his mind: "What's wrong with you?"

Sheng Liang did not reply, he was only drinking, and could not watch any longer, he immediately pulled him back, and took the wine cup from his hands: "Stop drinking, if you have anything to say, tell me."

Sheng Liang turned his head and suddenly hugged her. His chin was pressed against her forehead as he softly said, "I'm sorry."

's hand that had just put down the wine cup was still frozen in midair, his sudden action and voice made her freeze. He felt that he was very useless and wanted her to run around for him, so Qiao Xuan slowly retracted his hand and put his arm around his waist: "Don't say that you're sorry, Sheng Liang, anything that I do for you, was done on your own accord."

Sheng Liang didn't say anything, he only hugged her even tighter.

It was a long time before he let go of her, but he was still speechless.

Qiao Xuan laughed, raised his wine cup and said: "Such a good wine, don't waste it, but my alcohol capacity is not good, if I get drunk, remember to bring me home."

Sheng Liang looked at her with a complicated expression.

Qiao Xuan's tolerance for alcohol was really low. She had only drank two cups before she started to faint, and Sheng Liang's face was swaying wildly in front of her. She held onto the bottle of wine, and spoke unhappily, "Many people say that Bordeaux for 82 years is the best, but that's not actually the case. 72 years is the best time to taste it, right?"

Seeing her giggling, some emotions flashed past Sheng Liang's eyes. He reached out to grab the bottle of wine, but Qiao Xuan just refused to let go.

"Sheng Liang, Sheng Liang, don't snatch it away from me," Qiao Xuan hugged the bottle of wine, his arms constantly tightening, and didn't raise his head. His voice seemed to be choked with sobs, "I really do like you, but I know that you are currently treating me well, and the only reason you don't remember Qi Luo for now is because of you. But one day, you will remember. When that time comes, you will never look at me again, so … So, before you even think about it, I want to double up with you, I hope... You... Can you give me even a tiny bit of space in your heart?

From beginning to end, Sheng Liang had only stared at her in that instant, as he unconsciously clenched his fingers by his side.

She slowly raised her head, there were still traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. She looked at Sheng Liang, as if waiting for his answer.

The instant she lifted her head, Sheng Liang had already leaned over. His two hands held onto her face and kissed her cold lips.