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Chapter 1597 Postscript (19)

Around ten o'clock in the evening, the excitement gradually dissipated.

Because Mrs. Fu had declared in advance that no activities such as wedding ceremonies were allowed today, after the dinner, a group of old friends and bad friends had no choice but to disperse and go back to their homes.

On the way home, Yueyue, who had been excited all day, had already fallen asleep in Huo Jinxi's arms. Mu Qian lowered her head and edited the photos she took today. While editing, she discussed with her son which plan was better.

When she happily finished editing all the photos, she posted them to the group. When she looked up, the car had already driven into the gate of Huo's house.

Huo Jinxi clicked on the group, took a look at the photos she sent to the group, and said, "Is there any difference after the repair and before the repair?"

"Of course!" Mu Qian came to his phone and was about to explain it to him. Suddenly she thought that it was all in vain, so she rolled her eyes and said, "You can't tell, it's normal. It's true.

If you see it, that’s not normal!”

After saying that, Mu Qian got out of the car.

Huo Qiran turned around and looked at Huo Jinxi, shrugged helplessly and got out of the car.



It's late at night, but fortunately tomorrow is Sunday, so Huo Qiran still has time to catch up on the popular science programs he wants to watch.

He called up the program he wanted to watch on the iPad, then picked up the water glass and went to the small living room to fill it with water. When he came back, he closed the door and watched enough.

Who would have expected that when he arrived at the small living room, he would see Huo Jinxi sitting there, staring at his phone and looking at something carefully.

Hearing the noise, Huo Jinxi raised his eyes and saw his son, and suddenly hooked his hand.

Huo Qiran walked over obediently and sat down next to Huo Jinxi.

Huo Jinxi handed him his mobile phone, "Which of these two pictures has been edited?"

Huo Qiran almost laughed out loud when he saw it.

It turned out to be a solo photo and the original photo of Mu Qian in the car.

Huo Qiran pointed to the one at the back, "This one."

Huo Jinxi frowned slightly, "Where did you repair it?"

"Here." Huo Qiran pointed to the extremely small broken hair on Mu Qian's neck in the original film, which was hidden under the dark lines of the clothes. "Mom trimmed the broken hair here and brightened her eyes.

…”

Huo Jinxi couldn't help but reached out and pressed his forehead.

Huo Qiran finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

After he finished pouring the water and said "Good night, Dad" to Huo Jinxi, he returned to his room and opened WeChat as a habit to see if there was any new news in the class group, but suddenly he saw a small red dot on the circle of friends.

Huo Qiran subconsciously opened it, but his eyes widened in shock for a moment——

His father's circle of friends, which he hadn't updated in a thousand years, had just updated one! The photo he posted was the same one he had just shown to him!

Huo Qiran couldn't help but click on it, zoom in on the details, and was stunned.

Didn't he point out to his father where his mother had fixed it? Why did Huo Jinxi still send the original picture?



In the master bedroom, Mu Qian had just walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower when she heard messages popping up like crazy on her phone on the bed. Huo Jinxi was sitting next to her, staring at the tablet in her hand as if nothing happened.

When Mu Qian picked up her phone, she clicked on the messages that continued to pop up. She opened her circle of friends suspiciously, saw a message from someone, clicked on the picture, and zoomed in -

"Huo Jinxi!!!"

“You actually posted my unedited original picture on WeChat Moments!!!!”

Mu Qian had all the murderers, so she pounced on Huo Jinxi, stretched out her hand and strangled his neck.

Damn man! If you haven’t posted a message in Moments for ten thousand years, what the hell is going on today!

She held his neck tightly with both hands, but the man's expression didn't change at all, "What happened to the original picture?"

"What did you say?" Mu Qian gritted her teeth and stared at him, "If the original picture can be posted, then why should I spend so much time editing it?"
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