Chapter 19 (1/2)

But Mo Yanrui did not agree: ”you go according to the original plan, Xiaochen needs to get along with her alone space, you also hope Xiaochen get better soon, she left as soon as possible.”

Mo Yanrui's words came down, and Lin Xixi could not continue to argue, so he had to reluctantly take the flight to Paris.

When Mu Qingxuan wakes up, his eyes haven't been opened yet. There is a burst of fear and regret in his heart.

How could she fall asleep in this bed? Mo Yanrui, how will he react? She's afraid to open her eyes now.

There was no sound beside her. After pretending to sleep for ten minutes, she couldn't bear it.

Forget it, it's a knife to stretch your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head.

She slowly opened her eyes, summoned up all the courage to look aside, the original bed has long been empty. She heaved a sigh of relief and opened her eyes earlier, which made her worry for nothing.

Although Mo Yanrui's early departure makes Mu Qingxuan avoid an embarrassment, she always meets in the same room. She was eager to hide in the room all the time, but soon, the idea was put out by Shengsheng. Sister LAN came to ask her to go down for breakfast.

”All right.” Mu Qingxuan's face flushed with embarrassment at the happy smile of Shanglan's sister-in-law.

Yesterday, nothing happened with Mo Yanrui, but sister LAN didn't ask. She can't drag others to explain. It's more like there is no silver here. She is really not a common injustice.

”Mommy, you sleep very late today. Are you tired of playing with me yesterday?” When Xiaochen sees Mu Qingxuan coming down from the upstairs, he immediately jumps forward, reaches for his mother's hug, and asks.

”Your mommy was really tired yesterday. You should not let her hold her.” Wearing a V-neck white coat and khaki casual pants, Mo Yanrui cuts breakfast on his plate with his head down. He just glances at them.

Hearing what he said, Mu Qingxuan coughs with fright. Then she finds that the expressions of all the servants have changed slightly, as if trying to suppress a little smile.

She really wanted to go up and scold him. Didn't he know that it was easy for him to deepen the misunderstanding when he said that?

Xiaochen didn't know the complexity of the adult's words. He just folded his lips and patted Mu Qingxuan's arm: ”Mommy, I'm a good child. I have to get down. I can't get tired of Mommy.”

”It's OK. Mommy can hold you.” Mu Qingxuan took him to the table and handed him a glass of milk.

She deliberately didn't open her eyes and didn't look at Mo Yanrui's direction, because she didn't want to see speculation and sarcasm on his face.

And Mo Yanrui also cooperated with her silence. At the dinner table, there was only a slight sound of knife, fork and plate touching each other.

”Mommy, the teacher assigned homework and said that we should go out with mom and dad on the National Day holiday and draw a picture. Just now my father promised me that he would take me back to Haicheng after Wednesday's holiday. Mommy, would you like to come with me? ”

Although Xiaochen's tone of inquiry is full of longing in Mu Qingxuan's eyes, how can Mu Qingxuan have the heart to refuse.

”Good.” Back to Haicheng? Go back to the city where they met before? She raised her eyes to Mo Yanrui, just met his cold eyes.

”In that case, we'll leave for Haicheng on Wednesday.” He said without expression, but the fingertips holding the knife and fork were slightly white, which inadvertently revealed his inner excitement.