Chapter 1107 (2/2)

”The more equity the Mu family holds, the better it will be for me. Even if there is some hidden deficit in capital, it is worth it. As for how to balance other families, just leave it to me.” Li Qing said, ”I'm not good at this kind of business. If Uncle Mu agrees, I'll arrange someone to negotiate with you tomorrow and finalize the matter this morning.”

”OK.” Mu Yanyan naturally nodded without hesitation for Li Qing's initiative to send money to the door. ”I'll ask someone to prepare some materials tonight and make an appointment to talk about it in detail tomorrow.”

Things went so smoothly that Li Qing was also relieved. He sat quietly in his chair for a while, as if he wanted to stop talking.

Mu zhanyan picked up the teacup, looked up and glanced at Li Qing: ”what else do you have?”

”Er...” Li Qing hesitated for a moment, but still hardened her head and opened her mouth. ”I know that such a request may be a little too much. But... Uncle mu, can I meet Rou er?”

”Rou'er is out, not at home.” Mu Yanyan said coldly.

”Oh.” Li Qing nodded. He had to stand up and walk out with his head down. ”Uncle mu, I'll go back first.”

Watching Li Qing open the door and go out alone, mu zhanyan suddenly sighed: ”wait a minute.”

Li Qing stopped in the yard and turned to look at mu zhanyan.

”I'm looking after flowers and plants in the backyard.” Mu zhanyan said unhappily, stretched out his hand to tighten the door and stopped paying attention to Li Qing.

”Thank you, thank you.” Li Qing thanked the closed door twice, and then turned around and couldn't wait to rush to Mu's backyard.

In the southwest corner of Mu's backyard, there is a curved path paved with stones. Both sides are planted with all kinds of rare flowers and plants. The outside is surrounded by a fence to form a small garden. Some flowers and plants in this small garden are very rare, and they can be valuable outside.

When mu rouer's mother was still alive, she preferred flowers and plants. Later, she died of illness. Mu zhanyan missed her dead wife and specially hired someone to take care of it from outside, so that this place has never been abandoned.

When Li was young, he often visited here with mu rouer. At that time, mu rouer would point out to Li Qing one by one and tell him what kind of flowers and plants were called, what kind of flowers they opened, what taboos they had, and even what strange legends they had. These things were told to Mu rouer when her mother was alive, and then mu rouer told them to Li Qing with relish. At that time, the sky was blue and the light sunshine sprinkled on mu rouer's beautiful face. It was gentle and beautiful, which became a beautiful memory that Li Qing couldn't give up.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Even though Lingang has always been called ”four seasons like spring”, the flowers and plants still can't stand the slightest chill. In this season, most of the flowers have withered, leaving only the thick branches and leaves with a full color of dark green. At the moment, Li Qing was standing outside the small garden, his eyes jumping over the fence, staring at the graceful shadow in the garden, stunned. ”Go over there and fetch some water.” Mu rou'er handed the flower shower to the servant and ordered with a smile. ”Wait a minute, miss.” the maid took the shower and turned away. When she went out of the small garden to the well not far away, she suddenly turned her head and looked at her right hand, but she didn't see a figure. ”Strange...” the maid glanced at the sunken lawn outside the small garden and muttered low. But she didn't take it too seriously. After she didn't find anyone else, she still walked towards the well. Scoop up water from the well and fill it with sprinklers. The maid breathed a sigh of relief. When she was about to turn back, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind her: ”give it to me.” ”ah.” the maid screamed softly, turned around and stared at Li Qing who suddenly appeared in front of her. When she saw the visitor clearly, she cried out with some fear: ”Master Li.” ”well, just leave it to me. Go and have a rest.” Li Qing nodded, took the shower from the maid and walked towards the small garden. Pulling open the fence door, Li Qing walked in. He stood behind mu rou'er, his eyes gently staring at the graceful shadow, and gently put the shower aside. Mu rou'er embroidered a long cotton skirt with butterflies and covered it with a coat. As her body moved, the butterflies in the skirt seemed to live and danced around her. ”Come back, pass me the shovel.” Mu rouer stretched out a jade hand without looking back, and said softly. Li Qing took the flower shovel from her side and handed it to Mu rouer. Mu rouer stretched out her hand to pick it up, but the two hands just touched each other. There was an awkward smile on the corner of her lips. Mu rouer twisted her small head and took a gentle look. The expression on her face solidified instantly. A few seconds later, she took back her jade hand like lightning, but she was firmly held by Li Qing's other hand: ”rou'er.” ”you... Why are you here? You didn't even notice.” Mu rou'er lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips aroused a soft smile. But she seemed to make a little money inadvertently and shook off Li Qing's hand. The two stood silently opposite each other. After a while, Li Qingcai handed over the flower shovel in his hand: ”you don't need it?” ”Oh, I forgot it.” Mu rouer poked the hair in front of her forehead with a jade finger and held the handle of the shovel. She wanted to take it, but Li Qing didn't let go. Mu rouer raised her head and looked at Li Qing. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water mist. Somewhere under his heart, Li Qingsong felt a severe pain. Mu rou'er took the shovel, turned around to cultivate soil for the flowers, pretended to be relaxed and said, ”it's really scary that you suddenly broke into me. You haven't come here for some days, but you can still find it. Does anyone show you the way...” ”A peony died. I was sad for a long time yesterday. It was a flower that my mother liked very much when she was alive. I heard from my father that it has been raised for more than 20 years and is almost the same age as me. Alas, I still can't do well. If my mother knows, she will blame me for my impatience...” ”I remember that flower.” Li Qing whispered, staring at mu rouer's back, ”It's a pity to die.” ”HMM.” Mu rouer nodded her head gently, and suddenly became silent and stopped making a sound. ”Rou'er, are you... Okay?” Li Qingming knew it was worthless nonsense, but he let it run out of his mouth. Mu rouer kept silent for a long time and slowly opened his mouth: ”Li Qing, do you think I'm doing well?” ”I...” Li Qingjiang was there and opened his mouth. He couldn't say a word. At this moment, he really wanted to slap himself. Yes, after so many injuries, how could she live well? Why bother to ask. Mu rouer stood the flower shovel aside, turned her delicate body, blinked her big eyes and looked at Li Qing. She was carrying two jade hands and suddenly tilted her small head and smiled This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation