Chapter 689 (1/2)

”You can rest assured that there has been no sisterhood between me and her for a long time. Like you, I have been robbed by her from men. Even now, my husband still has her place in his heart. No matter which woman is generous, she will be able to make friends with her.”

Bai Rong heard her words, smile gradually open, may be involved in the wound on the face, let her smile a little strange.

”I don't doubt that there is any connection between you and her. I just want to remind you that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to ourselves. We should be cruel to the bad guys.”

”It's natural.”

”After Mu Anqi goes back, she will definitely continue to design new works. I'm not really at the end of my tether. I just don't want to be a member of our design community like her.”

”I understand! Don't worry, I won't let this happen to her! ”

Two people look at each other a smile, no more words.

Although the two of them seem to be friendly on the surface, in fact, they both have their own thoughts, and they don't really want to be good friends.

Such a relationship, naturally, will not really heart out lung, each other have a hand, are defending each other.

Today's play is wonderful.

Mu Anqi sighed when she got home. She was busy for so long.

Looking at the paintings and thinking of the clothes made in the factory, she was distressed.

If it hadn't been for Bai Rong, it wouldn't have been like this, but on second thought, she was not very satisfied with these works. Waste them. Anyway, there's still time. Hurry up and make better works.

When she was enjoying the show just now, she suddenly got a flash of inspiration. When she got home, she took the note and began to draw.

When she was buried in her work, she was very serious all the time. She forgot the time for this painting, and did not know how long it had passed. After she finally finished a satisfactory painting, she carefully checked it and gently rubbed her fingers on the painting.

On the ground, she has long lost a pile of discarded works, all of which she is dissatisfied with.

The door was knocked three times, and she recovered from the design.

”Come in, please

Leng Lingtian took a plate and came in: ”Mom asked the kitchen to stew ginseng soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!”

Although sun Hui didn't urge mu angqi to have a second child, every day she tried to make all kinds of ginseng soup stewed in the kitchen. Idiots all know what she meant.

Mu angqi put down the painting, some helpless.

”Is your mother a little too anxious? I have told her that there will never be a second child in the next two years. ”

”If the old man has a heart, you can accept it. She wants her. You can't conceive her. Anyway, you can drink the soup. Even if you don't have a child, you can replenish your body.”

She took the soup out of his hand and sighed.

Looking at her helpless appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

”It's just to let you have a drink of soup. How do you feel, it's more difficult than to let you take medicine?”

Mu An Qi Gulu Gulu drank a bowl, put down the bowl.

Leng Lingtian gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel.

She was moved by his delicacy and thoughtfulness.

”Although it looks like a bowl of soup...”

Leng Lingtian couldn't help laughing: ”it's just a bowl of soup!”

”But it contains your mother's deep responsibility for me to have a second child. If I finish drinking it and have no reaction for a long time, the old woman will be disappointed. Once she is disappointed, she may add all the things of cooking soup together... Is this still a bowl of ordinary soup?”