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C46 Commander

Qiao Xuan found a bag to put away the basketball. He was prepared to give it to Qiao Nan as his birthday.

When he returned to Sheng Liang's villa, it was already dusk. Qiao Xuan saw Sheng Liang sitting on the steps in front of the door, watching that golden fur playing with it in the courtyard.

"When we went to Europe, we sent it to Qi Chu." Sheng Liang's voice was so empty that it seemed like it was caught in the cold of early autumn. He raised his head, glanced at Qiao Xuan, and asked, "What are you holding in your hands?"

"A birthday present for Qiao Nan." Qiao Xuan put down the bag and sat beside Sheng Liang. He also looked at the commander running around the courtyard full of energy, "I haven't thanked you for what happened today."

Sheng Liang didn't seem to mind at all: "I didn't do anything, the person you should be thanking is Qi Chu."

Knowing that he did not want her to think too much, Qiao Xuan did not refute her and just sat quietly with him.

As the sun set in the west, the sky turned a fiery red. The entire yard seemed to be soaked in this brilliant red, so dazzling that one could see it.

The commander shouted as he ran over, covered Qiao Xuan's body with dirt and walked to Qiao Xuan's side and purposely shook his fur.

Qiao Xuan immediately used his hands to block, but he was still not spared, and was covered from head to toe.

Seeing Qiao Xuan's distressed look, it was rare for Sheng Liang to let out a laugh. He reached out and called out to the commander: "Come over, why are you so mischievous. Sit properly, don't move."

He rubbed the Commander's head, his eyes filled with a gentleness that Qiao Xuan had never seen before. The Commander squatted down and stuck out his tongue, not moving at all.

"Go and change your clothes and take a bath, if it's inconvenient for you —"

"No need!" As if he knew what Sheng Liang was going to say, Qiao Xuan didn't wait for him to finish and directly rejected him. Then, he picked up the bag and ran in.

One hand was indeed inconvenient, it took Qiao Xuan a long time to finish showering and change his clothes. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that Sheng Liang was bragging for the commander.

Dressed in khaki, he sat on the living room carpet with a hairdryer in one hand and the commander-in-chief's hair in the other.

"How old is it?" Qiao Xuan walked over and also tried to touch the commander's head.

She had never been interested in dogs or cats before, so she was cautious even though she knew the commander wouldn't attack her.

"Five years old." When Sheng Liang answered this question, his eyes clearly dimmed for a moment. He turned off the hairdryer and used a special comb to comb the commander's hair.

"I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes." She sometimes even thought that he was an otherworldly person.

Sheng Liang listened to her but did not respond. He released his hand and the commander ran off to the side.

After a long moment, as if to himself, he said, "I don't believe it myself."

Qiao Xuan originally thought that Sheng Liang wouldn't say anything, so she placed all her attention on the commander. Suddenly, she heard his voice and asked: "What did you say just now?"

"Nothing." Sheng Liang stood up and walked upstairs, "I still have some work to do, I'll be going first."

Qiao Xuan acknowledged him, but she still remained seated on the ground. She merely turned her head to look at his back, and couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

The next day, the company opened a board of directors, summed up the first half of the results, and then discussed the planning for the second half of the year.

As Sheng Hua spoke frankly from above, Qiao Xuan's gaze was secretly focused on Sheng Liang, who was sitting at the very end. He did not seem to be listening to the contents of the meeting at all, and was only looking out of the window, as if he was absent-minded.

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