After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Nan Qiao was slightly startled when she saw him.

Fang Xuyao ​​stopped a few steps away from Nan Qiao, then slowly walked towards the wall. Nan Qiao followed him without knowing why, until he was blocked in the corner.

Fang Xuyao's hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, his lips trembling slightly. After a long while, he mustered up the courage to speak: "Nan Qiao, I...I have something to tell you."

His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.

Nan Qiao looked up at him, feeling somewhat puzzled, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Fang Xuyao ​​took a deep breath, his eyes dodging and a little uneasy: "Actually, yesterday... yesterday I hit you with the basketball, I did it on purpose."

After saying that, he looked at Nan Qiao nervously, without blinking.

When Nan Qiao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he felt relieved.

She had thought Fang Xuyao ​​was going to confess his feelings to her, but luckily that wasn't the case.

She looked at Fang Xuyao's nervous expression and couldn't help but smile and said, "I knew you weren't that careless. So why did you do this?"

Fang Xuyao's face flushed instantly. He lowered his head and whispered, "I...I just think it's fun."

When Nan Qiao heard this answer, she didn't know how to respond. The two of them just stood quietly in the corner, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Occasionally, the sounds of students playing after school could be heard on campus. A breeze blew, gently ruffling Nan Qiao's hair, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

After a while, Nan Qiao broke the silence and said, "Then you must not do this again in the future. It's very dangerous."

Fang Xuyao ​​didn't expect this little girl to be so easy to talk to. He nodded blankly and said, "I hit you, so you hit me back."

"Need not……"

Nan Qiao wanted to refuse but was interrupted by Fang Xuyao, "You saved me, but I hit you. If Grandpa knew about this, he would beat me to a pulp. It would be better if you hit me as a reward."

"Then how should I hit you?" Nan Qiao had never hit anyone before, so he grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously.

Fang Xuyao ​​looked at Nan Qiao's nervous expression, coughed lightly and said, "Just like this, raise your hands."

As he spoke, he gently grasped Nan Qiao's wrist and lifted her hand to the right position. "Then, just slap it hard towards my face."

Nan Qiao bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then, as Fang Xuyao ​​had said, she raised her hand and hit him in the face.

Because her whole body was sore from yesterday's exercise, her hands were weak, and the slap on Fang Xuyao's face was as gentle as a feather brushing against it.

Fang Xuyao ​​felt as if an electric current was spreading from his cheek to his whole body.

His face instantly turned red, his ears were stained with red, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Nan Qiao saw his reaction and said at a loss, "I... I don't have the strength. I can't hurt you."

Fang Xuyao ​​stammered, "No...it's okay, try again."

Nan Qiao raised her hand again. This time she tried to use more strength, but her sore muscles were still not obedient, and her palm was still soft when it landed on Fang Xuyao's face.

Fang Xuyao's heart was pounding, and a strange feeling came over him.

He scratched his head and said, "How about you try using both hands?"

Nan Qiao nodded, raised her hands, and slapped Fang Xuyao ​​in the face like clapping.

Fang Xuyao ​​only felt itchy on his face, but it felt like countless kittens were scratching his heart.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows out long.

The air around them seemed to be frozen, with only the sound of their light breathing.

After the beating, Nan Qiao looked at Fang Xuyao ​​with some apology. As expected, she was really not good at beating people.

Fang Xuyao ​​suddenly laughed and said, "I feel much better. I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry. He stumbled and almost fell as he left. He didn't even dare to look back and ran away as if he was escaping.

Nan Qiao was left alone in the corner, looking at his departing back with a puzzled look on her face.

From then on, every morning, before the first ray of sunlight fully illuminated the earth, Nan Qiao had already started physical training in the yard of the villa.

Lin Yue stood aside, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes focused and determined, and he kept shouting instructions: "Lift your legs, higher, pay attention to the rhythm!"

Nan Qiao gritted her teeth, sweat soaked her clothes and kept sliding down her cheeks, but her eyes were full of tenacity.

Every time she lifted her legs and swung her arms, she poured all her effort into it.

After school in the afternoon, it is time for skills training.

Lin Yue held a simulated weapon and demonstrated defensive techniques to Nan Qiao with agility and sharpness.

Nan Qiao watched intently, without blinking, and then tried the same thing.

At first, her movements were a little unfamiliar and clumsy, but with Lin Yue's patient corrections and demonstrations, she gradually mastered the key points.

From the dodging posture to the blocking movements, it became more and more skilled and smoother.

As time went on, Nan Qiao's physical fitness improved significantly.

She used to be out of breath after running a few steps, but now she can easily run several laps around the yard, and her speed is getting faster and faster.

Her strength has also increased a lot. The equipment that she once had difficulty lifting can now be easily controlled.

In the skill assessment, facing Lin Yue's simulated attack, Nan Qiao was able to react quickly, dodge flexibly and accurately defend and counterattack.

A month later, Nan Qiao was like a polished pearl, emitting dazzling light.

Her eyes became more determined and confident, and her posture became more agile and powerful.

When Zhao Gang came to check her training results, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw her performance, and Lin Yue also nodded with satisfaction.

On this day, the case of Lan Xuxue attempting to destroy the nano-repair machine finally went to trial.

In the solemn and dignified courtroom, the lights were pale and dazzling, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people feel a little breathless.

Lan Xuxue was brought to the dock by the bailiff. She was wearing a gray prison uniform and her hair was disheveled. Her former pride was shattered like bubbles, leaving only fear and helplessness on her face.

Her fingers were twisting the corners of her clothes nervously, and her body was trembling slightly, like a frightened bird trapped in a cage.

Nan Qiao and Lin Yue sat in the front row of the audience. Nan Qiao's eyes were cold and firm as he stared ahead, as if waiting for the verdict of justice.

The Lan family sat on the other side of the audience. Lan Zhiming frowned, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

He clenched his fists and placed them on his knees, leaning forward slightly. His eyes showed both anger at his daughter's actions that had seriously affected the Lan family, and a hint of worry.

Jiang Peishan kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. Her makeup had long since faded. She sobbed softly, muttering to herself, "How could it turn out like this? Why is Xuxue so foolish? What will happen to our Lan family in the future?"