Although he had a premonition, Mu Qian was still shocked because Huo Qiran actually came alone and no one followed him!

"Why did you come?" Mu Qian squatted down and looked at Huo Qiran, "Where is the adults in the family?"

Huo Qiran did not respond to her, but just looked at her with a gaze.

Mu Qian had no choice but to carry Huo Qiran into the house.

When he entered the room, he saw Mr. Huo sitting on the sofa. Huo Qiran suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Mr. Huo, and then looked at Mu Qian.

Mr. Huo also looked at Huo Qiran and Mu Qian.

A minute later, the old and the young sat on Mu Qian's sofas, looking at Mu Qian's phone call.

Mu Qian called Lin Shu. Lin Shu on the other end of the phone told her that Huo Qiran ran out of the house while she was not paying attention, and the world was looking for someone.

Mu Qian listened to the phone, pressed her temple, and looked at the old and the young in front of her with headache.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qian looked at Mr. Huo with a serious expression, "Grandpa, your great-grandson dares to run away from home alone at such a young age. Don't you educate him?"

Mr. Huo calmly picked up the water cup in front of him and took a sip, saying, "He is here to find you, and before he met you, he had never acted so rebelliously, so you should educate him."

Mu Qian bit her lip and smiled, "I don't have such obligations. If you don't educate me, it's your Huo family's business."

"You, you, Huo, family?" Mr. Huo repeated these words for Mu Qian to listen.

"Grandpa, although I treat you as my dear grandpa, I am not from the Huo family after all!"

Mr. Huo snorted coldly and pulled his face down.

Mu Qian has a headache.

This young man can't get rid of it, and the old man is getting more and more childish. Who is she provoking whom she has to bear this?

Mu Qian was staring at Huo Qiran and wondering how to teach him, the doorbell rang again.

The moment he opened the door, Mu Qian felt that he should have changed to a bigger house, otherwise how could such a small one-bedroom apartment accommodate three heroes of the Huo family?

Huo Jinxi was wearing a dark suit, her eyes darker than the color of the suit, her eyebrows were cold and fierce, and her eyes were staring at her with a heavy look.

"Mr. Huo, you came so well." Mu Qianrang made his debut, "The elderly and children in your family are waiting for you to pick you up!"

Huo Jinxi's expression did not relax at first glance when he saw the situation inside the house. After calling out "Grandpa", his eyes fell on Huo Qiran.

Huo Qiran shrank his neck, stood up and ran to Mu Qian, hugged Mu Qian's legs, lowered his head and said nothing.

Huo Jinxi didn't move, just said, "Qi Ran, come out."

Huo Qiran hugged Mu Qian's legs tightly and refused to let go. Mu Qian tried to move, and he immediately hugged him tighter.

"Ten seconds." Huo Jinxi's voice was still cold and hard, and he sounded like there was no room for maneuver.

Even though Mu Qian was not afraid of Huo Jinxi, she also faintly noticed a strong air conditioning pressure. Huo Qiran, who was lying on her lap, shook obviously, but she still hugged her and refused to let go.

"Oh!" Mu Qian couldn't help but shouted to him, "Child, your dad is calling you!"

Huo Qiran then raised his head and looked at Mu Qian.

Those black and white eyes were filled with expectations and desires, clearly visible.

But she obviously hadn't given him anything.

When Mu Qian was stunned, Huo Qiran suddenly raised his head and handed her a piece of paper.

The moment he saw the content on the paper, Mu Qian's heart suddenly shrank.

There are only five words on the paper - are you a mother?

For a moment, Mu Qian seemed to fall into a dazed situation. It was not until she met Huo Jinxi's cold and deep eyes that she suddenly woke up.

Huo Qiran was still holding her legs and waiting for her answer.

Mu Qian wanted to laugh a little, but she couldn't laugh.

Finally, she spoke slowly and coldly: "I'm not."

The expectation in Huo Qiran's eyes had not had time to dissipate, and he was stunned, staring at Mu Qian blankly.

Mu Qianshen took a breath, held his arms and looked at Huo Qiran, and explained again: "I'm not your mother, do you understand?"

"Huo Qiran." Huo Jinxi's voice without any temperature sounded again.

This time, Huo Qiran finally let go of Mu Qian bit by bit, lowered his head, and dragged his steps towards the door.

Huo Jinxi looked at Huo Qiran in a deep eyes. Until Huo Qiran walked to him, he raised his eyes to look at Mr. Huo in the room, "Grandpa, go?"

"You guys go down first." Mr. Huo said, "I'll come down later."

Huo Jinxi didn't look at Mu Qian, led Huo Qiran to turn around and left.

Mu Qian glanced at the figures of the two left, turned to look at Mr. Huo, "Grandpa, your grandson has such a temper. I think your wish to find a grandson's wife is not so easy to realize!"

Mr. Huo didn't say anything, slowly got up and walked to Mu Qian, bent down and picked up a piece of paper from the ground.

Mu Qian looked down and saw that it was the one that Huo Qiran had just held in his hand.

Only then did she notice that the paper was wrinkled. She didn't know how long she had been on her body, and her handwriting was a little worn.

Mr. Huo took the paper and looked at Mu Qian with a slight eyebrow.

Mu Qian raised her hands, "I did nothing!"

Mr. Huo raised his hand, pasted the paper on Mu Qian's forehead, and left the door without saying a word.

Mu Qian stood there and didn't move until the sound of footsteps in the corridor disappeared, then she slowly took the piece of paper on her forehead and took another look.

That's great. One night, she offended all three men from the Huo family who had crossed four generations.

Mu Qian closed the door, walked to the trash can, and threw the piece of paper in his hand.

*

In the night, Black Bentley drove smoothly on Tongcheng Avenue.

In the back row of the car, Huo Qiran sat between Huo Jinxi and Mr. Huo, with a small head almost hanging to his chest.

Huo Jinxi responded to the email on his tablet, but he didn't even look at Huo Qiran.

The father and son had their own ways to communicate, and others could not get in. Even Mr. Huo was no exception. However, the old man looked at Huo Qiran several times and finally couldn't help but clear his throat.

Huo Jinxi didn't raise her head, "What do grandpa want to say?"

"I didn't expect Qi Ran and Mu Qian to be so close." Mr. Huo said.

"Yes." Huo Jinxi did not deny it, "but now this fate is over."

"It is not so easy to break between people."

After hearing this, Huo Jinxi threw the tablet with one hand, took out a headphone from the storage cabinet and put it on Huo Qiran's head with the other hand.

Huo Qiran was still motionless and had no reaction.

Huo Jinxi then looked at Mr. Huo, "He doesn't like Mu Qian, but the feeling that Mu Qian brings him is different from other women. He longs for maternal love, but has never experienced it, so he blindly thinks that this is the feeling of a mother. You will never believe in the belief of a six-year-old child."
Chapter completed!