At 1:30 in the afternoon, Ai Liang took a taxi to Qiushui Manor.
I was stopped by security at the entrance, and everyone who approached the place was routinely questioned.
Seeing the pistol on the security guard's waist, the driver wisely turned the car around and left.
Ai Liang also came to the service center accompanied by security guards.
"No. 6, Ginkgo Road."
The service staff at the front desk smiled politely and nodded when they heard the address reported by Ai Liang and then contacted the owner.
"Sir, please point your face towards the camera. We will contact the owner for confirmation."
The security review at Qiushui Manor is very strict, and an outsider coming in is like visiting a prisoner.
When Ai Liang walked to the display screen, Yue Qihua's voice came: "You can take your ticket and go directly to a sightseeing bus later. Give your address and we will send you directly to the door."
After saying that, the front desk staff handed over a ticket.
"This is the ticket prepared by the owner. When you go out, turn left and you will find the sightseeing bus. It will take you to your destination."
Ai Liang thanked him and took the ticket and got on a sightseeing bus.
This was the first time he entered Qiushui Manor as a guest during the day. The sightseeing bus drove along the road to the artificial lake. Ginkgo trees and flowers were planted along the roadside of the lake. I have to say that the scenery during the day was really nice.
The sightseeing car stopped in front of Room 6, and Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue, accompanied by bodyguards, came up to them.
"Ai Liang."
Yue Qihua's greeting voice was weak, not even half as energetic as usual.
On the contrary, Yang Xingyue looked very excited: "Where have you been these past few days? You promised to tutor me in my studies!"
"I broke my phone when I went out to relax." After finding an excuse to excuse himself, Ai Liang followed the three of them into the villa.
Ai Liang frowned after entering the villa.
There are bodyguards not only at the door, but also in the backyard and inside the house. This is not an embassy. Is the security arrangement to this extent?
Not to mention Ai Liang, who is sensitive by nature, even an ordinary person would be able to tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room. Only a silly Baitian like Yang Xingyue would be careless and smile like someone who is fine.
It seems that some changes occurred in Yue Qihua's family during the past few days, otherwise the spirited little girl would not be as listless as she is now.
But these are other people's housework, and it's not easy for Ai Liang, an outsider, to interfere.
It's better to grab your schoolbag and run away quickly.
Ai Liang thought to himself.
"Hahaha, are you Xiaohua and Yueyue's friend?"
Just when Ai Liang was about to run away, a slightly hoarse but energetic voice came from the stairs.
An old man wearing a button-up shirt walked up to Ai Liang. When he got closer, he could clearly see the muscles on his arms and the bulging abdominal muscles under his shirt. The whole person exuded a fierce aura that was inconsistent with his age.
"Yes, he is Ai Liang." Yang Xingyue said to the old man with a smile, then turned to introduce the old man to Ai Liang: "Ai Liang is the grandfather of me and Huahua."
Well, I know that Yue Chongshan is currently the underground leader in Neihua City.
Although he knew Yue Chongshan's identity very well, Ai Liang still pretended to meet him for the first time and greeted him politely.
"Hello, I'm Ai Liang, I'm just here to pick up a book."
"Since you're here, just sit down and rest for a while. I, an old man, will not disturb you young people." Yue Chongshan smiled, squeezed Ai Liang's shoulder, and ordered the nanny to prepare drinks and fruits.
Looking at the big hands squeezing her shoulders, Ai Liang could only agree to stay for the time being.
It was obvious that the old man didn't want to let him go directly.
"Don't block the stairs, Ai Liang, Xingyue, let's go up first." Yue Qihua patted Yue Chongshan's big hand and said.
It stands to reason that Yue Qihua would take the lead in the conversation at this time, but today she held their hands uncharacteristically and ran straight to the room on the second floor across Yue Chongshan, as if she was escaping from something.
Yue Chongshan didn't care about his granddaughter's attitude, just thinking that she couldn't let go because there were too many bodyguards in the house.
"Ai Liang, the child of Ai Zhe and Feng Yue."
Yue Chongshan recalled the investigation information and smiled, "It doesn't look as gloomy as others said."
Yue Qihua pulled the two of them all the way to the bedroom, and then slammed the door.
"Huahua, why have you been depressed all day today? Did you encounter something unhappy?"
Although Yang Xingyue could not tell the atmosphere at home, she could still detect her sister's mood. After all, the two had been together day and night for fifteen years and had never been separated.
"Or are you saying you don't like those bodyguards?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I was too tired from playing games last night and didn't sleep well." Yue Qihua shook her head and denied, yawning as she spoke.
"So don't stay up late, it's not good for your skin." Yang Xingyue didn't doubt Yue Qihua's words at all and turned to ask Ai Liang: "By the way, Ai Liang, where have you been these days?"
One second Yang Xingyue was asking about her good sister's mood, and the next second the topic jumped to Ai Liang, making Yue Qihua couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She had always been like this. She didn't dare to talk to the people she cared about first. She had to talk to everyone around her before focusing on the people she cared about, thus hiding her true intentions.
Little did she know that her method could only deceive herself.
"I went out to relax, but my phone suddenly stopped charging, so I didn't answer the call." Ai Liang shrugged and showed a helpless smile: "These days, when you eat out, you have to find a store that uses fingerprints or a card to pay."
"Eh?"
"Any questions?"
Ai Liang waved his hand in front of the stunned Yang Xingyue.
"No. This is the first time I see you smile."
Yang Xingyue blushed and stammered in explanation: "I haven't seen you for a few days. I feel like you have changed so much."
huge change?
Only then did Ai Liang realize that in the past, he rarely controlled his facial expressions and always had a cold face. Now in Yang Xingyue's eyes, it was the legendary collapse of his character?
"It's just that I suddenly figured out something I've been struggling with in the past few days." Ai Liang calmly changed the topic: "I didn't expect that you and Sister Hua are real young ladies, and you have so many bodyguards at home."
As expected, Yang Xingyue would become nervous whenever her own topic was brought up, and she had no intention of asking about what happened in the past few days. This made Ai Liang eat her up.
She hurriedly explained: "No, there is usually only one nanny who is responsible for housework. These bodyguards just came yesterday."
"The security here is very comprehensive, right? Why do we need a bunch of bodyguards at home? Is it possible that someone will come here to rob?" Ai Liang made a joke, but keenly observed that Yue Qihua secretly clenched her fists next to her.
"My father asked grandpa to find it. It seems that a fugitive serial murderer appeared in Neihua. Dad was worried about Huahua and me, so he arranged for us to move to grandpa's place."
Yang Xingyue showed a scared look: "I don't know the specific situation, but Ai Liang, it's best not to go out recently. I haven't been able to contact you in the past two days. When I heard the news yesterday, I almost thought you were kidnapped."
Serial murderer? If there is really a serial murderer on the loose, the news should put up photos to inform the public. There is no way there is no news at all.
Could it be that he was a criminal who had just committed a crime but had not yet been arrested? In this case, why the news was not announced to the media? It is a reasonable explanation that Yang Xingguo arranged for the two of them to move.
But before that.
Ai Liang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yue Qihua.
Her shoulders are swaying, and her fingers are moving unconsciously on the coffee table. Why is Yue Qihua so shaken?
"Why don't Huahua say anything? Don't you like analyzing these things the most?"
Yang Xingyue suddenly raised her hand and poked Yue Qihua's arm, startling her.
"Ah, no, I'm just a little sleepy and can't cheer up."
Her eyes were wandering and her fingers couldn't stop waving. It looked like she should know something.
Ai Liang stared at Yue Qihua's profile and came to a conclusion.
But he soon smiled and threw these conclusions behind him.
What does this have to do with me? Even if there is a serial murderer, it is the responsibility of the police. The hermit is tired and it is time to let him rest. Now there is only Ai Liang in Nevada City.
Having been tortured by evil thoughts for nearly ten years, he now just wants to live a peaceful life.
Of course, the premise is that the guy doesn't knock on the door himself, otherwise Ai Liang wouldn't mind killing a pervert to warm himself up.
"You have never been in this situation before when you stayed up late playing games before. Could it be that you are sick?"
Yang Xingyue pulled Yue Qihua over and pressed her forehead against hers.
"The temperature is not high. Are there any other parts of your body that feel uncomfortable? If so, you should tell me."
"Really, I told you I'm just sleepy."
Yue Qihua broke free from Yang Xingyue's restraints and waved her hands impatiently, lying on the bed with her back to the two of them.
Seeing this, Yang Xingyue stopped disturbing her and picked up a stack of test papers and handed them to Ai Liang.
Three hours later.
“Well done, full marks.”
Ai Liang put down the red pen and said.
"Hey, you taught me this." Yang Xingyue smiled shyly, crossed her hands, and fiddled with her thumbs up and down. It was like a dog holding a Frisbee thrown by its owner and wagging its tail.
The smile that appears calm on the surface is actually full of joy in the heart.
'Hey, hey, hey, this is the first time Ai Liang has praised me, and his efforts on the last question were not in vain.'
"The last few tests have been close to perfect scores. It will definitely be no problem to maintain this level and enter the key classes."
Ai Liang put the test paper away with a pleased smile and pushed it to the opposite side.
"Thank you, Ai Liang, if it wasn't you."
"So you don't need me to explain the difficult points in the future. In the last half month or so, you can just read more books at home."
Eh?
Yang Xingyue suddenly turned into a stone sculpture, and the originally brilliant smile gradually turned gray and solidified on her pretty face.
"Why!"
"With your current level, it is a sure thing that you will enter the key class. There is no point in me coming here to talk about some difficult problems. After all, the test questions have to take into account that other students cannot be more difficult than mine."
Ai Liang tidied up the books very calmly.
Yang Xingyue, who was sitting opposite her, was almost going crazy.
With Ai Liang's character, if my level reaches the standard, I will definitely let me study by myself! Why didn't I think of it! Idiot! Idiot! Yang Xingyue, you idiot! You lost half a month of getting along with me just for a moment of praise!
At this point, Yang Xingyue could only endure the depression in her heart and pack up the reference books with Ai Liang. Then she noticed the sunset outside the window.
“It’s already this point, why not”
"I don't want to cook."
Ai Liang immediately refused. Even without reading Yang Xingyue's mind or even looking at Yang Xingyue's expression, Ai Liang knew what she wanted to say.
"I just saw that it was getting late and wanted to keep you for dinner."
Yang Xingyue puffed up her cheeks and made an angry look: "I'm not asking you to cook!"
"I won't be a stranger in your family dinner."
Ai Liang picked up her schoolbag and said, "Goodbye."
"Hey, wait a minute, let's talk to Huahua at least."
Yang Xingyue hurriedly caught up with her, and when they arrived at the door, they found Yue Qihua sitting in a daze on a bench by the lake.
"Hey, Ai Liang."
Yang Xingyue pulled Ai Liang's clothes and said, "Can you go and comfort Huahua?"
"Why?" Ai Liang asked, "Compared to me, the relationship between you should be better, right?"
"Because there are some things that are inconvenient to talk about because of a good relationship." Yang Xingyue said with a smile.
"Actually, I have felt that Huahua's mood is not quite right since last night, but since she didn't take the initiative to tell me, it means she doesn't want me to know."
"Aren't you angry?"
"We are sisters who have been together since birth, so we won't get angry over such trivial matters."
Yang Xingyue pushed Ai Liang forward, "Although Huahua is very popular in school, she doesn't have many real friends. Now it's your turn to take action."
Ai Liang looked at Yang Xingyue's back and couldn't help complaining: What do you think of me, a close brother?
Even so, Ai Liang still got closer to Yue Qihua step by step, as a reward for her being his "backer" for the past three years.