Mu Qian got up and sat in bed for a while, her consciousness gradually returned.

Two days ago, everything that happened yesterday was reorganized and gathered in my mind little by little, and finally formed a gradually clear context.

Mu Qian sat for a long time and finally got up and got out of bed.

As soon as I opened the door, I happened to meet Huo Jinxi who had just walked to the entrance of the stairs.

"Ash." Mu Qian saw him, leaning against the door and greeted him with a smile.

Huo Jinxi was originally going downstairs, but after seeing her, he turned to her and raised his hand to tie a strand of hair between her temples behind his ears, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's pretty good." Mu Qian replied, then looked up at him, "But why don't you sleep with me?"

Huo Jinxi looked at her quietly for a moment, and Mu Qian faced his gaze, with provocation in her eyes.

After a night, she really recovered as before, faster than he expected.

"If you have any objections, there will be opportunities in the future." Huo Jinxi replied lightly.

Mu Qian suddenly reached out and hugged him, and smiled and said, "Then I am really looking forward to it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of Mr. Huo's room next door suddenly opened. With two low coughs, the old man appeared at the door and looked at the direction they were.

Mu Qian was not ashamed, and slowly let go of her hand, then she shouted: "Grandpa."

Mr. Huo seemed to be quite pleased with her condition this morning, and paused for a moment before saying, "If you talk about your mother now, should you talk about it later?"

After hearing this, Mu Qian looked at Huo Jinxi, and then said, "Is it very complicated?"

Mr. Huo shook his head.

It’s actually very simple to say things calmly and Qingzi.

In a word, Mu Huaian always had another person hidden in his heart, that jasmine flower.

Mu Huaian hid it very well when she was alive. She could pretend not to know, but Mu Huaian died, and this direction gradually became clearer and clearer.

And this fact is the eternal pain in Rong Qingzi's heart.

After so many years, she has been resentful about this matter and has always been unwilling to accept it.

It’s just a few words to say it, and the clouds are quiet and the wind is gentle.

To the listeners, it is always someone else’s story;

What kind of heart-wrenching pain is there for the person involved?

"Because my father's blood was bleeding, she hated me?" After hearing Mr. Huo's retelling, Mu Qian asked with a smile.

Mr. Huo did not answer her question, but said, "I think your mother should have let go after yesterday."

Mu Qian couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "Hmm?"

"Yesterday, Jiang Taihe proposed to your mother, and your mother agreed."

This was something Mu Qian had not expected, "Proposal?"

"Jiang Taihe is also a junior who I have grown up. He is a good man. He liked your mother when he was young. This time your mother came back, and they have been dating for a while. He really liked your mother and would definitely be nice to your mother." Mr. Huo sighed slightly, "If Qingzi really can find a real home here, it would be a perfect thing."

After Mr. Huo finished speaking, he sighed softly and then walked downstairs.

But Mu Qian was still standing at the stairs, thinking about this sudden marriage in a daze.

"Unhappy?" Huo Jinxi asked softly.

Mu Qian chuckled, "What's the point of being happy or not? As long as she is happy, do you think she is really happy?"

Huo Jinxi looked at her quietly without answering.

Mu Qian obviously didn't plan to listen to his answer, because she already had the answer in her heart.

"She is not really happy, nor is she letting go." She whispered, "She is completely sad and gave up... She will not even be unwilling to accept it."

And this series of changes is all because of the painting yesterday.

After breakfast, Mu Qian sent Huo Jinxi away at work and left the house himself.

Without an appointment, she went directly to Meng Linsheng's company to find him.

Maybe she was lucky, or maybe Meng Linsheng treated her with some preferential treatment. Two hours later, she met Meng Linsheng, who had just ended an important meeting.

Meng Linsheng was obviously a little surprised by her arrival, "Why did you come here without saying a word?"

Mu Qian sat in the chair opposite him and smiled slightly, "This way you can see the real atmosphere in Mr. Meng's company."

"Did you disappoint?" Meng Linsheng asked.

Mu Qian shrugged, "It seems pretty good at the moment."

"But it will still not arouse your desire to come to work." Meng Linsheng made a summary for her briefly, and then smiled and said, "Tell me the serious business."

After looking at him for a moment, Mu Qian nodded, "I'm here to ask, is Mr. Meng just giving me that jasmine picture, is it intentional or a coincidence?"

Meng Linsheng heard this and paused slightly, "Don't I understand the meaning of your question?"

"I'm just targeting that jasmine picture." Mu Qian said.

Meng Linsheng seemed to understand something after hearing this. After pausing, he replied carefully: "That painting is indeed something I want to give to you. I have carefully investigated your father's creations. There are actually many paintings he has wandered abroad, but if I buy them all and give them to you, it seems not suitable. This jasmine picture is said to be unique in his creative career. I want to use this picture as a gift to fully express my feelings and sincerity, so I chose this one."

"That's all?" Mu Qian asked.

Meng Linsheng seemed to be a little confused about her questions, but he still smiled and nodded slowly, "I promise, that's all."

After hearing this, Mu Qian nodded, and then said, "Can you tell me the way you get this painting? I want to know who the collector of this painting is."

"Of course," Meng Linsheng said. "I bought this painting from a friend. As far as I know, he also bought it from someone else. The origin will definitely not be traced. If you want to know who the owner of this painting was at the beginning, I should be able to find it for you."

Mu Qian heard this and smiled slightly, "When?"

Meng Linsheng was stunned when he heard this, then laughed, "I'm very anxious?"

“It’s very urgent.”

"Okay." Meng Linsheng said, "Give me some time."

Mu Qian exhaled slightly, "Thank you."

Meng Linsheng quickly called his friend. Mu Qian took advantage of the news and walked to Yao Qi's office to sit for a while.

After visiting Yao Qi's office and chatting for a while, she received a call from Meng Linsheng.

So Mu Qian immediately returned to Meng Linsheng's office, and Meng Linsheng, who had found the result, suddenly looked a little subtle and complicated when she looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian asked, "Is the result shocking?"

"No." Meng Linsheng said slowly, "It's just a coincidence."

Mu Qian sat calmly, waiting for his answer with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!