On this day, Mu Qian was particularly relaxed and leisurely.

Lin Su rarely had time in the morning, so he had breakfast with her and took her to the auction house.

Lin Su's purpose of this trip was originally for an oil painting, but when Mu Qian exclaimed for the set of sapphire jewelry, he raised the card.

There were other competitors in the same field, but Lin Su was eventually won at a sky-high price.

It was not until the auctioneer dropped the hammer that Mu Qian chuckled and said, "Mr. Lin, it turns out that you have the potential to be a sucker!"

Lin Su heard this and said slowly: "It's hard to buy a good friend of mine. As long as someone appreciates it, it's the value. I wonder if Miss Mu is willing to give her a favor?"

Mu Qian couldn't help laughing out loud. After laughing, he nodded again, "You have bought it all, so I will reluctantly help you keep it for a while!"

As soon as the auction ended, the reporters who were moving at the news were already waiting at the door.

Lin Su has never accepted interviews, and Mu Qian has become accustomed to all sharp questions and can always maintain a bright and decent smile without saying a word.

Even so, Lin Su bought a set of sapphire jewelry at a sky-high price, and the news that he gave to Mu Qian spread throughout the city within an hour.

In the afternoon, Lin Su returned to the company, and after Mu Qian returned home, she uploaded photos of the entire set of jewelry on her social media account.

She applied for this account for a long time, but she had never posted anything, and only had a few fans. However, thanks to the strength of the social network, half an hour later, her dynamic forwarding had exceeded 1,000. After another ten minutes, the forwarding exceeded 10,000, and the data continued to rise.

Mu Qian brewed a pot of flower tea for herself, while drinking tea while appreciating people's madness on social networks.

While she was reading the private message with great enthusiasm, the call page suddenly replaced the private message page. Mu Qian frowned and answered the phone.

"Miss Mu, hello, I am Qi Yuan. Mr. Huo asked me to pick you up to the old house."

After hearing this, Mu Qian's thoughts couldn't help but stagnate.

At this moment, Huo Jinxi asked Qi Yuan to pick her up. Is it to cooperate with her to create momentum or just for her grandfather?

But no matter which reason, she should not refuse.

Having reached this point, she had no reason to give up the overall plan because of Huo Jinxi.

"I'm at home." Mu Qian replied calmly, "You can come over later."

At 4:30 pm, Qi Yuan successfully received Mu Qian, passed through half of the city during the evening rush hour, and sent Mu Qian to the Huo family's former residence more than an hour later.

At sunset and dusk, the unpopular manor became increasingly depressed.

Mu Qian pushed the door and got out of the car and quickly walked into the room.

The moment he entered the door, Mu Qian stopped.

The hall without lights is dimly lit, and the quaint old furniture blurs the outline, only a white shirt is clearly visible.

Huo Jinxi sat alone on the sofa. The moment Mu Qian entered the door, he just lit a cigarette, and the jumping flames shone with his lower eyebrows, lazy, calm, but dangerous.

Mu Qian never expected Huo Jinxi to be here at this time.

The legendary workaholic, shouldn't he work overtime in the company at this moment?

"What happened to grandpa?" Mu Qian asked.

Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes and seemed to look at her casually, but Mu Qian could no longer see the emotions in his eyes.

She didn't stop for a long time and ran straight upstairs.

There was no one upstairs.

Mu Qian stood at the door of Mr. Huo's room, stood quietly for a moment, and slowly savored it.

Huo Jinxi didn't want to help her build momentum, nor did he take her over for the old man.

It was him who wanted to see her, that's all.

But what is there that worth taking time for him to see her alone in this house?

Mu Qian walked to the stairs and slowly went downstairs.

The light in the room seemed to be dimmer, and Huo Jinxi was still sitting safely on the sofa, except for the faint scarlet between his fingers, he could not see any movement.

For a moment, Mu Qian felt the hairs on her neck stand up.

But what is there to be afraid of her, a person who even sacrifices her life?

She walked downstairs, sat next to Huo Jinxi, and turned on a small desk lamp next to the sofa.

The orange light casts a gentle aperture around the sofa. On the coffee table in front of me is a cup of whiskey with ice, and a circle of fine small water droplets on the cup, which shows that it has not moved for a long time.

The air is full of ambiguous and confusing smell.

Mu Qian was quiet for a moment and looked at the man beside him, "What do you want to do with Mr. Huo?"

Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes and sprayed a smoke ring on Mu Qian's face.
Chapter completed!