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Chapter Eight Thank you, Mr. Huo, for taking me in last night

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

Mu Qian blew his fingertips, pinched his earlobe, then looked at Lin Shu, and apologized with an insincere smile: "I'm sorry, Aunt Lin, this meal 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 his earlobe and then looked at the child opposite him again.

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

Mu Qian hadn't realized it before, but it was probably because of the matchmaking. He just felt that the child looked more and more like Huo Jinxi.

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

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

Lin Shu seemed to be unable to bear with her, "Have you seen enough?"

"I'm curious!" said Mu Qian, "Huo Jinxi actually has such a big son. This is really interesting."

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

Mu Qian looked at Lin Shu in surprise, "Why does Aunt Lin miss me so much?"

Lin Shu sneered, "You know what you think in your heart."

Mu Qian sighed: "Aunt Lin, you said that to me, I can't eat this food anymore."

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

Huo Qiran suddenly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes as quiet as before, but he still did not answer Mu Qian.

Lin Shu had already turned her face and put down her bowls and chopsticks, pulled Mu Qian and drove her out, "Let's go! You are not welcome here! Sure enough, what was like seven years ago, and what is still like now!"

She pulled Mu Qian to the gate without saying a word, and opened the door and pushed Mu Qian out.

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

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

As soon as he looked up, Mu Qian saw Huo Jinxi.

It was about the weekend that he wore a light camel-colored thin cashmere sweater. He was obviously a warm outfit at home, but when he wore Huo Jinxi, who was always elite, he still had a fierce and imposing momentum.

At this moment, Mu Qian was in his arms, and he looked down at her, his deep eyebrows and eyes were dark.

But Mu Qian looked at him and laughed. Even though he had not applied any makeup, his eyebrows were still exquisite and dazzling, and his eyes were about to flow.

Huo Jinxi's hand suddenly supported her waist.

The next moment, Mu Qian found herself standing upright.

This man is indeed as cold and ruthless as ever.

Mu Qian thought this way, but her face became brighter.

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

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

Mu Qian showed grievances on her face, but her eyes shone brightly, making her feel particularly insincere.

"Just just asked who the mother of Mr. Huo's son was, and Aunt Lin was angry and drove me out." Mu Qian said.

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

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

Huo Jinxi did not answer her, and did not even look at her again, and walked sideways and walked into the house.

Lin Shu was about to close the door, and Mu Qian hurriedly stepped forward and approached the door, "Aunt Lin, I haven't taken the things yet. You asked me to take the things before leaving!"

After hearing this, Lin Shu glared at her again, and then she let go into the house in disappointment.

Mu Qian returned to the room, Lin Shu and Huo Qiran were still eating next to the dining table, while Huo Jinxi sat alone on the sofa, with her slender legs crossing, and she looked at Huo Qiran's homework information in her hands.

"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 into the wrong car." Huo Jinxi's voice was quiet, and he didn't even look at Mu Qian.

Mu Qian recalled yesterday's situation. She did get in the car only when she saw one Lincoln, and she had never even seen the license plate.

I didn't expect such a coincidence.

Mu Qian gently touched his chin and laughed, "So that's it... Yesterday, Mr. Huo didn't know me at the banquet table. It was rare that I got into Mr. Huo's car wrong. Mr. Huo didn't throw me down. Fortunately, he took me in for a night. It was so flattering!"

Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes and looked at her, with a trace of warmth in his eyes.

But Mu Qian was not afraid, but instead walked forward, "Mr. Huo's house should not be affordable to ordinary women, right? How should I repay Mr. Huo to repay Mr. Huo?"

While talking, her pointed high heels lifted Huo Jinxi's trousers as if nothing had happened.

Huo Jinxi almost just glanced at her high heels with the end of her eyes, and then exchanged positions of her legs - the long legs overlapped on top were in a direction that Mu Qian could not reach.
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