Facing Mu Qianxiao's curved eyes, Song Qianxing still had no expression on his face.

"Yes." She said, "If I knew who was behind the collision, I would tell you so that you could protect him."

What she implied was that she really didn't know that Shen Haoxuan had said something related to Huo Jinbei, and it was even more impossible to fight Shen Haoxuan because of this.

"But there is another possibility." Mu Qian said, "What if you want to help Brother Xiaobei personally avenge this revenge and solve this problem?"

Song Qianxing opened his mouth and laughed out loud.

"You really look down on me." She said, "If I had this ability, I would have been you long ago!"

After hearing this, Mu Qian just raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled without commenting.

Song Qianxing couldn't help but say again: "You don't really think so, do you?"

"No." Mu Qian smiled, "I just like to guess randomly in all directions. Of course I know I can't do it correctly. Besides, only fools do this. Why do you mess with that kind of person? Isn't it nice to live well?"

"Just you know." Song Qianxing said, then lowered his head and started eating.

However, the delicious and sweet food that was previously put into your mouth, and suddenly it became unsightly.

She paused, and finally looked up at Mu Qian again, and said, "Now do you know the real murderer behind Huo Jinbei's car accident, and even Huo Jinxi will know? Then you will definitely help Huo Jinbei solve this problem, right?"

"It should be true." Mu Qian said, "It depends on how Huo Jinxi operates it."

"I don't care what he does." Song Qianxing said, "But can I ask you for something?"

"Um?"

Song Qianxing said: "No matter what happens, don't involve Yibo."

"This is a small matter." Mu Qian said, "Did you have nothing else to give me?"

"No." Song Qianxing answered directly.

Mu Qian was still just laughing, and Song Qianxing glared at her, wishing to twist off her skin that was not smiling.

"What is in the bag behind you?" Mu Qian suddenly glanced at the paper bag behind her chair, "That's a big bag."

Song Qianxing then remembered the main purpose of coming out to see her. He grabbed the bag and handed it to Mu Qian, "Please give Huo Jinbei's clothes to him."

After hearing this, Mu Qian couldn't help but open his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at a hot potato, and he was reluctant to reach out to pick it up.

"Hey!" Song Qianxing said, "It's just a simple task. You don't want to do it. You just make friends like this?"

Mu Qian clapped his hands, then reached out to take the bag and put it on the chair next to him, "I'm mainly afraid that I'll hand him this thing, and he will kill me with his eyes."

"With your husband here, what's there to be afraid of?" Song Qianxing said.

"That's possible." Mu Qian said, "Who knows what Brother Xiaobei looks like when he becomes fierce?"

Song Qianxing said: "Isn't it just that dead?"

When Mu Qian heard this, he immediately looked at her, "What do you mean? Have you ever seen Brother Xiaobei's fierce look?"

Song Qianxing's face changed slightly, and he denied, "No."

"Oh." Mu Qian responded with a smile, not knowing whether he really believed it or was perfunctory to her.

However, Song Qianxing was too lazy to ask about it, so he continued to lower his head to eat.

When the meal was almost over, Mu Qian suddenly received a call from Huo Qiran, saying that his sister was having a quarrel at home and insisted that Mu Qian go back.

For Mu Qian, the child is older than the sky, so she naturally can't stay with Qianxing anymore. After paying the order, she left early.

Song Qianxing was left sitting alone in the private room, thinking about whether to pack the leftovers from the big table, his eyes suddenly fell on the seat next to Mu Qian's seat just now.

There, the paper bag she brought was placed in a state of restoration and sealing!

Song Qianxing couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

This damn Mu Qian!

Twenty minutes later, when Song Qianxing walked out of the hotel with the unmoved clothes again, his cell phone suddenly rang.

She took out her cell phone and saw Huo Jinbei's phone call, and she felt like she was going crazy.

When will such a mess be done?

Thinking of this, Song Qianxing answered the phone directly.

"Have you found the clothes?" Huo Jinbei's voice was as calm as ever, and he asked him faintly.

Song Qianxing couldn't help but sneer and said, "You are really worried about a piece of clothing."

"Yeah." Huo Jinbei said, "That's my most expensive piece of clothing."

Song Qianxing gritted his teeth again, and then said, "I found it, don't worry, I haven't lost it. I'll send it to the Huo family. If you have time, you can pick it up by yourself."

"There is no one in the old house of Huo family now." Huo Jinbei said, "Instead of sending it there, you might as well send it to me directly."

"Where are you?" Song Qianxing asked back.

Huo Jinbei said: "Don't worry, I won't eat yours."

Song Qianxing couldn't help but sneer, "Okay, I'll send it to you. It's easy to settle early and send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qianxing soon received an address on his mobile phone, which was a villa community in the city center.

Song Qianxing still took the subway, but it didn't take long this time. In just over twenty minutes, he arrived at the community that Huo Jinbei mentioned.

When she arrived at the entrance of the community, the security guard asked her about her purpose of visiting and soon sent her a car to take her directly to Huo Jinbei's house.

Song Qianxing didn't expect Huo Jinbei to live in such a high-end place. He stared at the door in front of him expressionlessly for a while before reaching out and ringing the doorbell.

The door quickly opened, but the person standing behind the door was Ruan Yin.

Song Qianxing couldn't help but be stunned.

As soon as he saw her, a warm smile appeared on Ruan Yin's face, "Qianxing is here, come in, come in and sit down."

Song Qianxing came to his senses and hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm here to deliver clothes to Huo Jinbei."

"It's all at our doorstep. If you don't come in and sit down, then how rude the aunt is." Ruan Yin stretched out her hand and held her. "It's so cold outside, and the aunt doesn't have the heart to let you come and leave."

After saying that, Ruan Yin pulled her into the room directly.

The room was really warm. Song Qianxing walked in from the cold air and was smothered by the heating, and his mind was a little confused.

What made her even more confused was that as soon as she entered the door, she actually saw Huo Jinbei sitting next to the dining table making dumplings.

Suribaba is either a white doctor's robe or a man dressed in black and gray. At this time, all the coldness has been removed. A smoke-gray pullover sweater has inexplicably added to the smell of home.
Chapter completed!