Rong Qingzi listened, and his face could not help but change slightly. He twisted his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Huo. "Look at your words, how happy you are, with grandson and grandson accompanied by his grandson, and a great -grandson.

... You want to see me, I will come over a phone call. On the usual day, I will not disturb your cleanliness, and save you bored. "

Mr. Huo heard it, and couldn't help but pat the chair, "You just get angry with me, is it?"

Rong Qingzi hadn't answered yet. Suddenly, she heard footsteps from the stairs. She turned her head and saw that Huo Jinxi held Mu Qian's hand and walked downstairs.

Mu Qian walked on the side of Huo Jinxi, glanced at Rong Qingzi, quickly calmed down his mood, and worked hard to calm down.

Huo Jinxi saw Rong Qingzi and Jiang Taihe sitting next to her, and did not say hello, but nodded slightly.

With the relationship between Mu Qian and Rong Qingzi, before getting married, he could still follow the previous name of Rong Qingzi "Auntie". After marriage, the "Mom" really couldn't shout except for tea.

Mu Qian was well -behaved as always, and shouted with a smile: "Mom."

Rong Qingzi nodded lightly, and there was no expression on her face. It seemed that she had no intention to introduce her to Jiang Taihe.

Mu Qian quietly glanced at Jiang Taihe, but introduced himself to himself: "Hello, I am Mu Qian."

"Hello." Jiang Taihe nodded with a smile, "I am Jiang Taihe."

"I know you." Mu Qian said, "Mr. Jiang has done a very successful business, and it is still a philanthropist."

"Don't dare to be." Jiang Taihe said, "Where can I compare Jinxi?"

Mu Qian turned his head and looked at Huo Jinxi. After a smile, he didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere between Mu Qian and Rong Qingzi is still weird. However, there are three men on the dining table. These three men support most of the topics on the table.

Hot.

Mu Qian was a little silent, and even Mr. Huo realized that "shallow, are you uncomfortable today?"

"No." Mu Qian replied, and after a moment of pause, he suddenly stood up, "I have a phone call to call, first go up."

Huo Jinxi was sitting on the side of her, watching her movements, and calm.

The original plan of the two was not like this.

She had to sit beside the dining table quietly, waiting for her aunt to take the jasmine from upstairs.

But the current situation ... she seems to be shaken.

Mu Qian is indeed shaken.

Facing such Rong Qingzi, she suddenly felt that she couldn't show the painting in front of her, and tentative her attitude.

This is not a test, this is simply intimidating.

Even if she doesn't have any hope for Rong Qingzi anymore, she doesn't want to make such intimidation.

Mu Qian turned and prepared to go upstairs, but it was too late.

She hadn't reached the stairs yet, and her aunt had come from upstairs with her painting.

"Light, didn't you say that you had to bring this painting back to the painting hall before?" The aunt said, "I said I can't forget, and I put it around again. Let me put it at the door."

Mu Qian quickly greeted, "Auntie, let me, let's."

"Let's put it." Auntie said, "I can't afford it, ask the driver to put it directly in the car?"

Mu Qian paused, just said: "It's okay."

There is no need to pass the restaurant from here to go to the yard. Rong Qingzi should not see this painting.

Mu Qian turned to look at the direction of Rong Qingzi. Sure enough, she saw her bowing her head and eating something. She didn't look at it here.

The aunt took the painting trail straight towards the door, but Jiang Taihe said at this time: "I heard that you are running a painting hall, and it seems to be doing it very carefully?"

"That's of course." Huo Jinxi replied, "The main included is Mu Qian's father's paintings, which is also."

Mu Qian paused, raised his eyes and looked at Huo Jinxi.

Huo Jinxi didn't look at her, as if he was just saying the most unusual sentence.

Rong Qingzi's hand was tightly holding the cup, but Jiang Taihe was obviously evoked by his sentence, "Can I see it?"

Huo Jinxi looked at Mu Qian, and Mu Qian was looking at him.

The two looked at each other quietly for two seconds. Mu Qian finally admitted his fate and asked the aunt to get the painting at the table.

When the paintings were presented in front of everyone, only Rong Qingzi did not look up until Jiang Taihe praised it: "A good elegant jasmine."

Rong Qingzi, who heard this sentence, looked up, and looked at the painting. In the eyes, it was clearly shocked.

Only for a moment, the surprise in her eyes had transformed into anger.

She stood up sharply, almost looking at Mu Qian, "Where did you find this painting?"

Mu Qian quietly stared at her for a moment, and then slowly replied: "Friends brought back from abroad."

She thought Rong Qingzi would say something, but Rong Qingzi's lips moved and moved, but never made any sounds.

She looked at the painting, and the blood on her face gradually faded away, and the blood was poured into her eyes, and it was another scene-

The blood was filled with her eyes, so that her eyes became extremely terrible. After she was quiet for a moment, she suddenly opened the chair and walked to Mu Qian.

Huo Jinxi pinched her wrist and stopped her slap.

"What did she do wrong?" Huo Jinxi said coldly, "Do you just fight?"

Rong Qingzi didn't answer. She just looked at Mu Qian and looked at Mu Qian, like that, as if she was deeply revenge across the sea of ​​blood.

Mu Qian never moved, but Jiang Taihe and Father Huo both got up at the same time, trying to pull and comfort the Qingzi.

Rong Qingzi was protected by Jiang Taihe, and Jiang Taihe said to her lowly, but she couldn't listen to one word. She was just buzzing in her head. There was only Mu Qian and the jasmine -like a needle.

, Straighted into her eyes.

In the end, Rong Qingzi couldn't control her eyes, and broke free from all the restraints, and walked out.

This sudden situation made Jiang Tai and a little bit embarrassing, but he was also used to the people who were used to the big scene. He quickly returned to God. After saying goodbye to Father Huo, he hurriedly followed Rong Qingzi and went away.

The remaining Mu Qian stood in front of that painting, the whole body was cold, and his breathing was tight.

Huo Jinxi took two steps and reached out to take her into her arms.

Father Huo twisted his eyebrows and looked at the two of them, "What are you doing?"

Mu Qian looked up at Huo Jinxi, "Huo Jinxi, shouldn't do this, shouldn't I do this ... How desperate do you see her?"

"If this is the crux of her symptoms ..." Huo Jinxi said, "You are helping her liberate."

Mu Qian listened, and silent for a long time.

Father Huo couldn't control his abduction, "What are you doing? Don't you tell me clearly?"

Mu Qian was quiet again before finally reaching out to hold Father Huo's hand.

"Grandpa." She said, "The only thing my mother may listen to is your words. If my father really did something that hurt her, can you persuade her, don't persist in the past?"

Nympho

On this day, Mu Qian did not leave home, and Mr. Huo went out to meet Rong Qingzi at the afternoon.

Mu Qian didn't know if he saw Rong Qingzi, and didn't know what he would go to see her. She thought a lot, but never came up with a result.

When Huo Jinxi returned home in the evening, Mu Qian was soaking herself in the bathtub.

It is not a simple bath, but that the whole body is immersed in the water.

Huo Jinxi opened the door of the bathroom and saw her look like her, and slowly stepped forward to pull her up from the water.

Mu Qian sat up from the water, stretched out his hand to remove the water stains on his face, but he still just sat in the bathtub.

"Grandpa hasn't come back yet?" Huo Jinxi asked.

Mu Qian nodded.

"What are you worried about?"

Mu Qian's hair dripped down with wetness, but she didn't care about it, and then said quietly: "I didn't worry about anything, I just have a lot of things."

This feeling, Mu Qian doesn't know how to describe it.

It's like there are countless lines wrapped around her mind, and they are staggered with each other, but she can't care about a clue.

If these lines are compared to line balls, then before that, her mind is only a small line ball, and now this line ball is getting bigger and more complicated, but many times, she

Even the lines of this line are made up of which lines are unclear.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian suddenly glanced at him, "Huo Jinxi, what should I do? After marrying you, I seem to be more and more failed ..."

Huo Jinxi listened, glanced deeply, and then got up and took a bath towel, wrapped her out of the bathtub, and put it on the bed.

"I'm glad that there are still people or things in this world that can affect your emotions." Huo Jinxi said, "But for Mu Qian today, what is such a short emotional out of control?"

Mu Qian heard it, and suddenly looked at Huo Jinxi deeply.

Huo Jinxi didn't say anything more, just took a towel and wiped the water on her hair a little.

His movement is really gentle ... Mu Qian thought, once a time, what did she expect such a gentle Huo Jinxi?

The Huo Jinxi in front of him seemed to be fake, unreal, but his reason and decisiveness were so clear.

It is clearly him, and it seems not him.

But she was too tired. Her brain couldn't have such a complicated problem with the load, so she simply gave up.

As Huo Jinxi said, what is the short -term emotional out of control?

As soon as I woke up, she was always the one who had nothing to worry about, and Mu Qian, who had nothing to do.

In Huo Jinxi's gently wiped action, Mu Qian slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This feeling she slept well, and when she felt dawn, when she opened her eyes, she had a blank sheet in her mind.
Chapter completed!