After returning to Shui Xie Yun Lan, the car drove into the villa and had just stopped when Qiao Nansheng opened the car door and jumped out: "I have an urgent need to go, so please help me take my things inside and put them in my bedroom!!"

Before Sheng Zhuo could reply, she had already disappeared in a flash.

"..."

Qiao Nansheng ran to the living room door, unlocked it with her left fingerprint, peeked into the living room, and, not seeing Liu Xu, swaggered in.

After returning the shoes, he hurriedly ran towards the stairwell like a thief.

"Madam!" She was startled when she heard Liu Xu's voice behind her as she ran up the stairs. She slipped and almost fell.

She quickly grabbed the railing beside her, hid her right hand, turned to look at Liu Xu, and asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

Liu Xu rushed towards her, her face full of tension and worry: "Madam, how is your hand? Let me see it."

Liu Xu anxiously reached for Qiao Nansheng's hand, but she wouldn't let her see it, putting her hand behind her back and saying innocently, "What do you mean, 'What's wrong with my hand'? I'm not injured."

The first sentence was fine, but the second sentence felt like a blatant attempt to cover something up.

Liu Xu said, "I saw the trending topic when I was supporting my brother! You're injured! Don't try to fool me!"

She pulled Qiao Nansheng's hand out with all her might, and looking at her hand, which was bandaged up like a pig's head, her worry deepened. "Oh no, oh no, Madam, can't you take better care of yourself when you go out? What if Brother Cheng sees this?"

Thinking of the trending video on Weibo, in such a dangerous moment, she actually reached out and grabbed the knife.

Liu Xu is a fan of Zhou Cheng; she likes him, but she's also terrified of him.

She came from the old house, the daughter of the old house's steward, and had been in the Zhou family for twenty years. She and Zhou Cheng grew up together as childhood sweethearts, so she naturally knew that Zhou Cheng was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface, and that even the old man wouldn't dare to say anything if he got angry.

He cherishes his wife so much, and she even got injured under their care. If he finds out, she and Sheng Zhuo will definitely be in big trouble.

Liu Xu was so frightened she almost cried. Holding her hand, she kept saying, "Madam, why did you get involved in other people's business? What if the trafficker was a man and didn't have a second heart and stabbed you somewhere else? You can't do that again."

Qiao Nansheng coughed lightly, and when she heard the noise behind her, she knew that Sheng Zhuo had come in. She quickly pushed Liu Xu away.

"Alright, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Sheng Zhuo doesn't know about this yet. You better keep your mouth shut and don't let him know, understand?"

Liu Xu stared at her longingly, without saying a word.

Sheng Zhuo entered the living room carrying shopping bags and immediately sensed that something was off. He looked at Qiao Nansheng and Liu Xu standing at the top of the stairs and was taken aback when he saw that they were both staring at him intently.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

Liu Xu opened her mouth to tell him about her injured hand, but Qiao Nansheng reached out with her left hand and covered her mouth to stop her from speaking. Then she smiled and said, "Ah, it's nothing, nothing at all. Can you help me carry it upstairs? Hurry up."

She urged him on, then pulled Liu Xu aside to make way for Sheng Zhuo.

Sheng Zhuo, who found the two women acting strangely, paused for a few seconds as he passed by them. "Madam, are you really alright?"

"Mmm!" She nodded vigorously, watching Sheng Zhuo go upstairs and disappear from sight before releasing her hand from Liu Xu's mouth. "Don't tell anyone. If I find out, you'll be in for a beating!"

Her tone was fierce, and her expression was menacing.

Liu Xu blinked and said, "But even if I don't say anything, Sheng Zhuo will still find out. Once he sees the Weibo post, he'll know everything."

"Besides," Liu Xu took out her phone and handed it to Qiao Nansheng, "Grandpa Zhou already knows."

She had just finished watching the video of Qiao Nansheng saving the child on Weibo when she received a message from the old man, who had also seen it.

Despite his age, the old man is incredibly skilled at using Weibo, WeChat, and QQ, and he even knows Bilibili.

Qiao Nansheng asked with a pained expression, "Really?"

How much time has passed in all this time? An hour? Or two hours?

It's one thing to be posted on Weibo, but to trend on Weibo as well?

Liu Xu nodded and said seriously, "Yes, netizens have even given you the title of brave heroine."

She went to her Weibo account, found the video, and showed it to her in the comments section.

Qiao Nansheng took the phone, looked down, and saw the comments from netizens.

[Tangtang Doesn't Want to Type: Holy crap! This girl is amazing! Catching a knife with her bare hands, doesn't it hurt?]

[Upstairs, go back to typing: Sister, you're so brave! I thought her child had been kidnapped, but when I found out it wasn't her child, oh my god, even if I were kind as a person, I couldn't have done that.]

[Sunflower: Don't be so sure of yourself. If it really happened, you might end up like the girl in the video.]

[Come to my house for crayfish: Is this a real-life female knight-errant? She's awesome!]

[Fourteen is forty: Actually, I'm more curious about how this video came about. The distance between the people in the video isn't far, and there's only this young woman and a passerby helping her. Are the others blind?]

[Only drink Anmuxi passion fruit: Maybe she doesn't want to help, or maybe she's afraid of getting hurt. The other person has a knife; she's afraid of dying. It's human nature. After all, not everyone is as kind as this young lady.]

[Hehe: Am I the only one who thinks this woman is just putting on a show for publicity? She's probably in cahoots with that human trafficker; she's desperate for fame, resorting to this kind of trick.]

[The person upstairs is an idiot: You try doing that yourself! Who would joke about their own life?]

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