Mu Qian left the Cen family, drove the car out of two streets, and then pulled over and stopped.

It was early morning, and the whole city gradually entered the quietest period of the day, but cars were still passing by her car.

Where did these people coming and going go?

Mu Qian sat in the car for a while, suddenly took out her cell phone and dialed Rong Qingzi's phone number.

The first time, the phone rang a few times and was hung up.

The second time, the phone was hung up after just a sound.

The third time...

The fourth time...

Mu Qian called more than ten times before Rong Qingzi finally answered the phone, and her cold voice was full of impatientness: "What's the matter?"

Mu Qian heard her vaguely flowing, the noise was loud, and it was clearly still in the party.

She was quiet for a moment and slowly spoke: "It's my father's life sacrifice the day after tomorrow. Should I have a meal together?"

On the other end of the phone, Rong Qingzi seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then she suddenly pinched off the phone.

Mu Qian stared at the phone for a while, laughed, and then called another phone number.

As soon as the phone was connected, Ye Xi's complaint came: "You unscrupulous guy, after you have been away for so long, you finally remembered me?"

Mu Qian was straight to the point, "Do you lend me ten million?"

Ye Xi was shocked, "Ten million? What are you going to do?"

"Doing things," Mu Qian said, "But you know my financial situation. If you really borrow this money, you can only pay it back slowly."

"No, what do you need ten million to do?" Ye Xi lowered his voice and said, "Is there any danger?"

"Not for me," Mu Qian said, "but it's not certain for those who offended me."

...

When Mu Qian returned to the apartment, Huo Jinxi's car was gone downstairs.

Yes, for a busy person like Huo Jinxi who has to take time to bed, how could he stay in the same place and wait for a woman?

Mu Qian pushed the door and got out of the car, but unexpectedly found Cen Xuxu dozing off on her sofa.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Cen Xuxu woke up suddenly. After seeing Mu Qian, he rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Why are you still here?" Mu Qian looked at her, "Is it easier to sleep on my sofa here?"

Cen Xuxu gradually woke up and snorted coldly: "I'm waiting for you."

Mu Qian poured himself a glass of water and laughed, "What are you waiting for me? Where is the handsome guy you like?"

"He was called away by a phone call." Cen Xuxu looked at her with her arms in her arms, "Mu Qian, I'm waiting for you to come back here to tell you in person. I've fallen in love with him and am going to steal him from you."

Mu Qian almost squirted out a sip of water, and glanced at her chest, "Just... your heavy metal shape and that pair of A?"

"What's wrong with A?" Cen Xuxu was furious, "How do you know he won't like it?"

Mu Qian leaned against the wall and looked at her, just laughing, "This is the first time you have seen him today? What have you fallen in love with him?"

"He is handsome! He has a good figure and is good-looking, mature and steady, just the style I like." Cen Xuxu said.

Mu Qian nodded in agreement, and then added: "He has good skills in bed, and if he really can catch him, it is a blessing for you!"

"Hey!" Cen Xuxu suddenly turned red, "Who told you this!"

Mu Qian looked at her, "You have declared that you are going to steal a man from me, why are you shy?"

"I'm not shy!" Cen Xuxu snorted, then said, "I just want to tell you that I'm not the kind of person who poaches people behind my back. I will compete with you openly!"

Mu Qian drank a glass of water and then said, "Don't worry, I won't fight with you."

"Mu Qian!" Cen Xuxu said angrily, "Don't look down on others! Every man likes an 18-year-old girl. Have you never heard of it? I am younger than you, and this is my capital!"

"I don't mean that." Mu Qian looked at her and said, "I mean, I don't want this man."

Cen Xuxu looked at her suspiciously, "Are you really or fake? How can you bear such a good man?"

"Don't you believe it?" Mu Qian smiled, "I will show you the certificate in two days."

...

Two days later, contemporary Chinese painting master Fang Miao launched the exhibition in New York, and Mu Qian went to the exhibition as agreed.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the exhibition hall, Mu Qian met Rong Qingzi and her male companion on a narrow road.

"Ms. Rong, is it such a coincidence?" Mu Qian looked at her with a smile.

However, Rong Qingzi shook her face the moment she saw her, and walked into the exhibition hall with her male companion's hand in her hand.

Mu Qian looked at the backs of the two, and still just smiled.

Fang Miao was Mu Huaian's close friend during his lifetime and had a deep friendship with Rong Qingzi. He went to New York to carry out his career. As a friend, Rong Qingzi would have come to congratulate him.

And as her niece, she should come.

Fang Miao, who was standing at the door to receive the guests, saw the mother and daughter coming in one after another, and immediately laughed, "You two beauties actually appeared at the same time. Are you going to steal all the limelight of my art exhibition?"

Rong Qingzi didn't look at Mu Qian, but just said, "I'll go around and leave. Anyway, it's a good official who is here to show you, so I'm not the only one."

"Okay, okay." Fang Miao has always understood her personality. "I already feel that she is shining when you can show off your face."

Rong Qingzi didn't say much to him, and walked into the exhibition hall with his male companion's arm in his arms.

Mu Qian then stepped forward, "Uncle Fang, congratulations."

Fang Miao looked at her, sighed slightly, and said, "You have not seen each other for a few years, you have grown up so old."

"But Uncle Fang is still very young and his creativity is still so vigorous!" said Mu Qian.

Fang Miao ignored her flattery and asked, "Where are you? Are you still painting now?"

"I haven't painted it for a long time!" Mu Qian said, "I haven't inherited my father's talent!"

When Mu Huaian was mentioned, both of them were silent for a moment, then Fang Miao said: "Your father just left too early, otherwise he should have been above me."

Mu Qian paused, smiled slightly, and said, "No matter what, I have to thank Uncle Fang."

In the exhibition hall, Rong Qingzi held the male companion's arm and looked at the more than 30 paintings on display, without any extra stop in front of any painting.

Until he turned a corner, a picture of peony suddenly appeared in front of him, and Rong Qingzi stopped immediately.

On the simple outlined branches and leaves, two red peonies bloom in full bloom, with a beautiful and beautiful appearance.

Rong Qingzi's eyes remained on the painting and remained motionless for a long time.

The male companion next to him didn't understand paintings, so he asked, "This painting is very good?"

"Of course." Mu Qian's voice came from behind, full of pride and nostalgia. "This is my father's painting, and it is the most beautiful peony in the world."

When Rong Qingzi's male companion heard this, he looked at Mu Qian in surprise.
Chapter completed!