Early that morning, Mu Qian was severely punished for the crime of "not cherishing nor paying attention to her husband". When she got up from bed, it was already noon.

She changed her clothes again, and when she walked downstairs, she saw Mr. Huo and Song Qingyuan playing chess downstairs.

Hearing the footsteps, Song Qingyuan quickly raised his eyes and looked over, but after seeing her, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this, Mu Qian couldn't help laughing and stepped forward and said, "Where is Mr. Song waiting for someone?"

Song Qingyuan glared at her slightly, and Mr. Huo also reached out to hit the back of her hand, pretending to scold: "Don't mess around."

Mu Qian snorted, grabbed a pillow and sat down on the sofa next to her, "I have tried so much effort to help you keep your daughter. You don't know how to thank me. I'm glaring at me every day. Do you deserve my heart?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyuan paused slightly in the chess movement and looked at her again, "Do you advise her to stay?"

"I not only advised her to stay, but I also asked her to live here willingly and happily. Do you believe it?"

Song Qingyuan glanced at her and said, "Can she live here happily?"

"Why can't it?" Mu Qian said, "As long as you are unhappy, won't she be happy?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyuan suddenly choked, and Mr. Huo also glared at Mu Qian and said, "How do you, your child, speak?"

"I'm telling the truth." Mu Qian said to Song Qingyuan, "As for the moment, if you want your daughter to be in front of you, you must have to endure her many actions that deliberately angered you. How to choose, you should know what to do?"

After saying that, Mu Qian reached out and patted Song Qingyuan, saying, "Look at it, life is sometimes so helpless!"

After saying that, Mu Qian got up and walked towards the kitchen to find something to eat.

While she was preparing for her belated breakfast in the kitchen, something suddenly came from the door. When Mu Qian turned her head, she saw Song Qianxing with a disheveled face and a misty eyes.

The two had already met twice in the morning, so when Mu Qian saw her, she just smiled faintly, "It's so early, are you hungry again?"

"Yes." Song Qianxing stood at the kitchen door with his arms in his arms, "I want to eat hot, is there any?"

"Of course there is." Mu Qian said, "do it yourself."

After saying that, Mu Qian took his breakfast and walked out of the kitchen.

Soon, Song Qianxing also walked out of the kitchen, but only a few pieces of dry toast were in his hand.

She glared at Mu Qian who was eating breakfast by the dining table, walked straight to the sofa in the living room, sat cross-legged on the sofa, found the remote control and turned on the TV, and gnawed the toast while watching the news.

Song Qingyuan was right next to her, and when she looked at her posture, she became angry, "What are you like? Or are you a guest at someone else's house, respect and polite at every turn?"

Song Qianxing was still gnawing the toast, but he didn't even look at him when he heard this. He just said slowly: "I am a guest at someone else's house, and the host has no objection. Do you have a big objection? If you can't stand it, then you can leave?"

"you--"

Song Qingyuan became angry in an instant and couldn't help but get up and scold him. Mr. Huo stretched out his hand and pressed him down, and said with a faint smile: "The chess has not been played yet. What do you have to say? Wait until you finish playing the chess?"

After hearing this, Song Qingyuan glanced at Mr. Huo, suppressed his anger and sat down again.

After eating the toast, Song Qianxing glanced at Song Qingyuan's face and made a sound without hesitation.

Song Qingyuan's face instantly became even more ugly.

Song Qianxing then stood up slowly and turned around and was about to go back to the room. Mu Qian, who was sitting at the dining table, suddenly called her, "Do you still want to sleep?"

"What are you doing?" Song Qianxing asked.

Mu Qian clapped his hands and said, "It's nothing. It's rare that a peer came to your family. I want to ask you to go out for shopping and dinner together. How about it?"

After hearing this, Song Qianxing patted his pocket and said, "I don't have money like shopping and eating, but if you invite me, it doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter." Mu Qian shrugged, "I'll just ask. You don't have money, just like I have it."

Song Qianxing couldn't help but look at Mu Qian again, as if guessing what Mu Qian was thinking, but after guessing, she really couldn't guess thoroughly. Fortunately, she was also a fearless person, so she simply agreed directly, "Then I will thank Mrs. Huo in advance."

"You're welcome." Mu Qian smiled, "I'll call you Qianxing, just call me Mu Qian."

Song Qianxing smiled and turned around and continued to go upstairs.

On the side, Song Qingyuan, who was playing chess with Mr. Huo, was extremely hard to see his face. He couldn't help but say to Mr. Huo: "Tell me, tell me, what kind of life are she living--"

Mr. Huo quickly made a gesture to calm him down, and then said: "If you want your daughter to come back to you, then you must first accept her now, and try to change her after she comes back. Otherwise, you father and daughter will be enemies for the rest of your life."

After hearing this, Song Qingyuan fell silent for a moment.

Mu Qian sat at the dining table and gave Mr. Huo a thumbs up from the air.

Not long after, Song Qianxing changed her clothes and put on a heavy makeup, walked down from the upper floor again. With colorful eyeshadows and poisoned lipstick-like nudes, Song Qingyuan almost carried her over when he saw her like that.

Song Qianxing seemed to have not seen him, and pulled Mu Qian out.

However, after leaving the house, Song Qianxing was stunned.

She looked at Mu Qian, looked at the confinement nanny, looked at the little princess of the Huo family in the confinement nanny's arms, looked at the bodyguards in front and back, couldn't help but breathe, and said, "Do you always go out so much?"

"There's no way," Mu Qian said, "There are too many bad people in this world, and it's impossible to defend against."

Song Qianxing scoffed and said, "Maybe this is the price of marrying a wealthy family."

After hearing this, Mu Qian smiled and said, "That wealthy family is quite innocent, whoever you provokes whom you will be."

"Maybe the word "rich family" is the original sin?" Song Qianxing sneered and said, "The so-called wealthy family, the so-called aristocratic family, I don't know how to hide the dirt and filth-"

Mu Qian glanced at her and did not express her opinion for a while.

Song Qianxing suddenly turned his head and looked at her again, "You pull me out, what do you want to do?"

"Didn't I already say it?" Mu Qian said, "I just want to find someone to go shopping and have dinner together, don't think too much."

Song Qianxing looked at her quietly for a moment and said, "Then I'm not polite."

Mu Qian smiled slightly, "You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'll swipe my husband's card."

It turned out that he was going to bring her out to show off her husband, or... declared sovereignty?
Chapter completed!