From a distance, Shen Xingzhou heard Fu Xiao’s voice.

The fluent English she spoke was so beautiful.

Looking more closely, the joy in his eyes faded and he walked over with a sullen look.

At that time, Fu Xiao had also sorted out all the information.

The brown-haired man looked at Fu Xiao excitedly, "Miss, thank you very much indeed,"

"You're welcome."

He held out his hand. "Your name, Miss."

Fu Xiao smiled and stretched out his hand, "Your name is Fu, Fu Xiao."

The brown-haired man held her hand and kissed it enthusiastically, "Hello, Fu Xiao. I\u0027m Alan." (Hello, Fu Xiao, I'm Alan)

Seeing this scene, Shen Xingzhou’s face behind him turned black.

He stepped forward, pulled Fu Xiao's wrist off, and pulled him behind him.

Shen Xingzhou glanced at George, his voice cold, and he spoke in very standard English: "This is China. You shouldn't be so presumptuous with a woman." (This is China. You shouldn't be so presumptuous with a woman)

George scratched his head and smiled at Fu Xiao apologetically, "I'm sorry. I'm just so excited."

An Bing next to him glanced at Fu Xiao suspiciously, then tilted his head to look at the tall man next to him.

Shen Xingzhou gave him a look, and he smiled and walked forward to pull George aside and started to chat.

George was an old acquaintance of Fu Xiao. He smiled apologetically at Fu Xiao again and started talking to him about what happened this time.

Shen Xingzhou pulled Fu Xiao out.

Looking at the backs of the two people, George asked: "Ann, this beautiful lady, is she your sister?"

An Bing pushed the glasses on his nose but smiled without saying anything.

Walking all the way to the pavilion in the small garden, seeing that he still had no intention of stopping, Fu Xiao slowed down and shouted, "Hey..."

The stern man paused, stopped, and turned his head to look over. Fu Xiao lightly raised her wrist, and he let go of her hand in a daze.

Fu Xiao looked up, somewhat surprised by his rudeness.

Shen Xingzhou lowered his eyes to look into her eyes and said, “I’m sorry,”

He glanced around and chuckled, "Why are you here?"

She said calmly, "Something's going on."

"For the blueprints?"

Fu Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and Shen Xingzhou spoke gently again: “Don’t worry, I will find a chance to take some photos and give them to you when the time comes.”

She blinked and looked at him. "What chance do you have?"

"I've already memorized the general idea, I can just draw it out silently when I get back."

Shen Xingzhou met her eyes, a smile on his face, "Very impressive,"

"But the drawings that can be carried by an apprentice should not be the core drawings. The really important ones are carried by the designer. I will find a chance when he arrives in the afternoon."

He went on to say, "You should go back in the morning. There will probably be chaos here in the afternoon."

Fu Xiao looked puzzled. He chuckled, walked to the side, wiped the dusty stone bench, and motioned for her to sit down.

Seeing her sitting there, with a pair of big black and white eyes looking at him, Shen Xingzhou paused for breath.

His peach blossom eyes, which used to be bright and affectionate, now looked very dark. Because of the turbulent emotions in his eyes, his pupils seemed particularly deep.

Fu Xiao couldn't understand his emotions, or maybe he was subconsciously ignoring them. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, she asked, "Why did it get so chaotic?"

Shen Xingzhou took a step forward and leaned on the stone pillar next to her with his arms folded, looking sideways at her, “I came with the designer in the afternoon, and his casual doctor, too.”

doctor?

Fu Xiao pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes and asked, "The sick lady?"

The corners of Shen Xingzhou's mouth curled up.

See, she is so smart.

Just one sentence can give you the key point.

He said calmly: "Yes, it is the sick lady. One of the reasons why An Yihua is willing to receive these designers is because of his wife."

"This doctor is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine. If he treats this lady, he should be able to find out why she has not recovered for so many years."

Chen Xingzhou tilted his head to look at her and smiled: "This is exactly the reason I want to make things chaotic. By then, the brothers will fight against each other and the An family will be in chaos."

Fu Xiao lowered his eyes.

What he meant was that the reason why Mrs. An Yihua could not get better was because of his own brother An Yiran.

She had already imagined a wonderful drama in her mind.

He coughed lightly and collected his thoughts.

She asked, "Did you know about this?"

"If I had known,"

"I heard from Uncle Yi that your Third Uncle... is pretty good to you,"

"Yes,"

Fu Xiao lowered his eyes, hummed, and said nothing more.

Shen Xingzhou tilted his head to look at her, "Do you think I'm cruel?"

She smiled faintly: "No, you must have your own reasons for doing this."

He continued, his tone somewhat difficult: "Since I have taken An Heng's identity, I must avenge him."

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