Mu Qian's words were not loud or small, and there were passers-by next to him. When he heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look over.

Although Huo Qiran has been used to this situation of being "tricked" by his mother countless times since he was a child, the topic this time was really exciting. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mu Qian.

"Mom, it's not good for children to hear such words?"

"Tsk tsk, you are already old enough to be a father, you are still a child?" Mu Qian said.

Huo Qiran bent down and picked up the little girl in front of him, "Isn't this a child?"

The little girl was picked up by him, but her clear eyes remained on his face, and she looked at him curiously.

Mu Qian touched the child's face, "What can such a young child understand? Do you really treat yourself as a father? Hey, I'll take a closer look. The girl's eyebrows are quite like you, no, no

It's really yours!"

Huo Qiran felt amused and laughed. After carefully looking at the little girl's eyebrows and eyes, he couldn't see where she looked like herself.

However, it was really a bright and dazzling little round face, faintly revealing... it seemed familiar.

Before Huo Qiran could find the familiarity from his memory, he suddenly heard a scream not far away. When he looked up, he saw a man in a doll suit. After looking around, his eyes fell to this.

On the side, he rushed over quickly.

It could be seen that it was very anxious, but when it was about to approach them, it suddenly paused, then walked in front of them, reached out to the little girl, and shouted: "Xixi!"

But it was a female voice that came out through the hood, a little depressed and unreal.

"Aunt!" the little girl called her crisply, then pointed at Huo Qiran, as if she was given to her, "Dad!"

Through the thick doll suit, Huo Qiran seemed to see the figure suddenly stiffened. Then she hurriedly took the child from Huo Qiran's arms and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, the child is ignorant, I will give you some help.

I'm in trouble, I'm really embarrassed."

Her doll suit was obviously big, with a little heavy head and a little light head. She was anxious to take the child, and she almost couldn't stabilize her body and shook her.

Huo Qiran quickly reached out to help her, and she stepped back a little while she was busy thanking her.

Seeing this, Mu Qian said, "It's very hot in the hot weather, so I'm wearing such a dress. Take off my headband and talk."

"No, the boss will scold you." She said, "Thank you."

She wanted to turn around and leave, but the little girl was unhappy and kept putting her arms in Huo Qiran's arms, "Dad, Dad..."

"Be good at Xixi, this is not a father." She quickly comforted the little girl softly, "Wait for another half an hour for my aunt to get off work and we can go home."

But the little girl suddenly became awkward and said that she knew everything about Huo Qiran.

Huo Qiran stood beside him, a little embarrassed, and couldn't help asking: "You are taking your children to work here? Are you the only one? Such a young child is afraid it's not safe. You just said that there are still half of them.

I'll get off work for hours, and if you don't mind, I can take care of your children."

"No, no, no." The person behind the hood said repeatedly, "I really thank you for your kindness. I can do it myself, and I won't bother you, thank you."

She hugged the little girl and took two steps back. However, just as she turned around, the little girl struggled and suddenly overturned her huge headband-

Under the huge headband, a messy bun was exposed.

Before she could react when the hood was lifted, she looked back in a daze.

It was a very young face, with a beautiful face that was rosy and covered in sweat, and even her hair was completely wet. It was supposed to be extremely pitiful, but those eyes were still bright and clear.

It's a bit bright and well-behaved.

Mu Qian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't expect the people inside to be so young.

But beside her, Huo Qiran was stunned. Before the thing flashed in her mind was confirmed, she unconsciously opened her mouth: "Jing..."

The girl opposite was shocked, and then she realized that her head hood was lifted up and stood there awkwardly. After a moment, she suddenly laughed brightly, "Hi, Huo Qiran."

Mu Qian's brows raised higher in an instant and turned to look at his son.

The memories that flashed through Huo Qiran's mind finally slowly fitted with the face in front of him, "Jing Li?"

Jing Li smiled even brighter in an instant, with a little unobvious embarrassment and shyness, "You still remember me."

Huo Qiran nodded slowly, and then said to Mu Qian: "Mom, this is my classmate from my high school neighborhood class, Jingli."

When Mu Qian heard this, he immediately smiled, "Hello, Jingli."

"Hello, Ah--" Jing Li quickly bent down slightly to say hello, but was stunned when he saw Mu Qian clearly. The word "aunt" that had not yet been said disappeared for some reason. After a moment of pause,

Involuntarily, it turned into, "——Mrs. Huo?"

In recent years, as the manager of Huaian Painting Hall, Mu Qian has held one grand exhibition after another, and has trained several well-known young painters. She can be said to be a well-known figure in the art world of Tongcheng. She is also good at socializing and often

He appears on social pages as the protagonist and is no less famous than that of various stars.

Therefore, Jingli recognized her at once.

However, after recognizing it, Jingli seemed to be a little panicked.

She looked at Mu Qian and then at Huo Qiran, "Mrs. Huo, is it your mother?"

"Yes." Huo Qiran nodded with a smile.

"Then aren't you... the Huo family--" Before he could ask, Jing Li himself noticed the extravagance of this.

His name is Huo Qiran, and Mrs. Huo is his mother, so who else can he be?

Of course, it is the famous Huo family, the son of Huo Jinxi and Mu Qian.

This perception seemed to shock her. She digested it for a while before finally accepting it. But she heard Mu Qian ask with a smile: "Why, isn't my son like me?"

Jing Li pursed her lips a little embarrassedly, and then smiled and said, "It's not that she doesn't look like her, but she doesn't look like her mother and son..."

This was a bit confusing. She waved her hand quickly and wanted to reorganize the language. However, Huo Qiran changed the subject and asked her: "Are you working part-time here?"

"Yeah." Jing Li nodded with a smile, then suddenly realized something, turned around and looked at the door of the store he was originally staying at, while picking up the hood on the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Chapter completed!