Lin Shu and the boy named Huo Qiran looked at her at the same time.

Mu Qian blew on her fingertips and pinched her earlobe. Then she looked at Lin Shu and apologized with a sincere smile: "I'm sorry, Aunt Lin, this rice is too hot. I didn't hold it."

Lin Shu looked at her angrily, packed up the bowl of rice and took it into the kitchen.

Mu Qian rubbed her earlobes and then looked at the child opposite.

Huo Qiran had already picked up the chopsticks to eat, with his eyebrows lowered, chewing gracefully and quietly.

Mu Qian didn't realize it before, but now, probably because he was seated in the right place, he felt that the child looked more and more like Huo Jinxi.

Lin Shu took out another bowl of rice and put it in front of Mu Qian with a bang.

"Thank you, Aunt Lin." Mu Qian was still smiling, her eyes frequently cast on the boy opposite.

Lin Shu seemed to have enough patience with her, "Have you seen enough?"

"I'm curious!" Mu Qian said, "It's really interesting that Huo Jinxi actually has such an old son."

"Interesting?" Lin Shu looked at her, "Do you find it interesting, or do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mu Qian pretended to be surprised and looked at Lin Shu, "Why does Aunt Lin miss me so much?"

Lin Shu sneered, "I know what you are thinking."

Mu Qian sighed: "Aunt Lin, if you say that to me, I won't be able to eat this meal anymore."

After saying that, she put down her chopsticks, looked at Huo Qiran intently, and then suddenly said: "Who is your mother?"

Huo Qiran suddenly raised his head and glanced at her, his eyes as calm as ever, but he still didn't answer Mu Qian.

Lin Shu, on the other hand, had already turned her back. She put down her bowls and chopsticks, grabbed Mu Qian and drove her out, "Let's go, let's go! You're not welcome here! Sure enough, what it was like seven years ago is what it's like now!"

She couldn't help but pull Mu Qian to the door, opened the door and pushed Mu Qian out.

This push pushed Mu Qian directly into the arms of the man outside the door.

Mu Qian smelled the smell of mint mixed with tobacco, which seemed familiar.

Looking up, Mu Qian saw Huo Jinxi.

Probably because it was the weekend, he was wearing a thin beige cashmere sweater. It was obviously a warm and cozy outfit for home, but when worn on Huo Jinxi, who always had an elite attitude, he still had a fierce and intimidating aura.

At this moment, Mu Qian was in his arms, and he looked down at her, his deep brows dark and unruffled.

Mu Qian looked at him and laughed. Even though she didn't apply makeup, her eyebrows were still delicate and bright, and her eyes were watery.

Huo Jinxi's hand suddenly placed on her waist.

The next moment, Mu Qian found herself standing upright.

This man is as cold and heartless as ever.

Mu Qian thought like this, and her face became even brighter.

"What's going on?" Huo Jinxi asked Lin Shu.

Lin Shu glared at Mu Qian, "Ask her yourself!"

Mu Qian's face showed grievance, but her eyes were shining with hope, making her grievance particularly insincere.

"I just asked Mr. Huo who the mother of his son was, and Aunt Lin got angry and kicked me out," Mu Qian said.

After hearing this, Huo Jinxi glanced at Mu Qian, his eyes as deep as an ancient well.

Mu Qian innocently said, "If I knew I couldn't ask this question, I wouldn't have asked it. Mr. Huo, what do you think?"

Huo Jinxi didn't answer her, didn't even look at her again, and passed her sideways and entered the house.

Lin Shu was about to close the door, and Mu Qian quickly stepped forward to block the door, "Aunt Lin, I haven't picked up my things yet. You should let me pick up my things before leaving!"

After hearing this, Lin Shu glared at her again, then angrily let go and entered the house.

Mu Qian returned to the house. Lin Shu and Huo Qiran were still eating at the dining table, while Huo Jinxi was sitting alone on the sofa, with her slender legs crossed and looking at Huo Qiran's homework materials.

"Mr. Huo." Mu Qian sat down on the sofa next to him, "I heard that you brought me back last night. Can I know what happened?"

"You got on the wrong car." Huo Jinxi's voice was calm, without looking at Mu Qian.

Mu Qian thought about what happened yesterday. She indeed only saw a Lincoln and got into the car without even looking at the license plate.

I didn't expect it to be such a mistake.

Mu Qian touched her chin and laughed, "I see... Mr. Huo didn't seem to recognize me at the banquet yesterday. It's rare that I got into the wrong Mr. Huo's car, and Mr. Huo didn't throw me out.

You were kind enough to take me in for one night, which is really flattering!"

Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes to look at her, without any warmth in his eyes.

But instead of being afraid, Mu Qian moved closer, "Mr. Huo's house shouldn't be affordable for ordinary women, right? How should I repay Mr. Huo?"

As she spoke, her pointed high-heeled shoes barely touched Huo Jinxi's trouser legs.
Chapter completed!