Yan Chengxuan, who was sitting opposite, looked at Yan Zhongtian's appearance, pursed his lips, picked up the red wine in front of him, and drank it up.

He had almost never seen his father's excitement, and the last time, it seemed to be because of KKI......

Although Yan Chengxuan also considered this matter when he brought Mao Ruiping home to attend the dinner.

However, I think that this is not KIKI himself, and it will never extend too much.

But right now, it's just two or three sentences, and he directly puts the topic on KIKI, which still surprises him.

And the most surprising thing was his father's reaction.

The red wine slowly swallowed down his throat, Yan Chengxuan lowered his head, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Only this time, these two people must not be allowed to meet again in the future.

After this pause, Yan Chengxuan felt like an outsider, and watched Yan Zhongtian chat with Mao Ruiping throughout the whole process, no matter how far he said this, he could finally go back to Mo Ziqi's body.

After the dinner was over, Yan Chengxuan was originally going to pull Mao Ruiping to chat about some work, but after saying a few words, he was called away by Yan Zhongtian.

Yan Chengxuan knew it, but there was no way to stop it.

And Mao Ruiping was just a picture of graciousness, so he followed Yan Zhongtian to the study on the second floor.

In the study, Yan Zhongtian motioned for Mao Ruiping to take a seat, then opened a drawer in a bookcase and took out a photo from it.

His gaze stayed on the photo for a few seconds, and the look and look in his eyes were obviously extremely cherished.

Gently brushed his finger over the photo, completely subconsciously, and then handed the photo to Mao Ruiping.

"Teacher Mao, this person in the photo is an old friend of mine, look at her, does she look very similar to your apprentice. ”

After taking the photo, Mao Ruiping's heart chuckled.

Of course, he knows who the person in the photo is, but the woman in the photo is quite young, and compared with today's Mo Ziqi, it is simply the same as being carved out of a mold.

"Master Mao, although this is a bit abrupt, but ......"

Hearing Yan Zhongtian's words, Mao Ruiping withdrew his gaze from the photo, and when he raised his head again, he was also touched by the expression of the person in front of him.

Yan Zhongtian in front of him does not look like a successful person, nor does he look like a former president of the Yan family.

Instead, he instantly had the appearance of aging, and he was always not angry and arrogant, and he also relaxed.

It's like some kind of request, it's like some kind of expectation.

"I'm always thinking about the possibility if, I mean, if KIKI is really my daughter, I really want to know her. ”

This is clear enough, to be honest, Mao Ruiping is not unmoved, but these emotions are far from enough for Mo Ziqi, and the same is true for the truth.

"Mr. Yan, what is the relationship between you and you in the photo?"

It's an expected question, but Zhongtian still hasn't figured out how to answer it.

Sitting on the chair, I looked out the window with a look of longing in my eyes.

Mao Ruiping did not have any impatience and urging.

Half-ringing, I saw that Yan Zhongtian came back to his senses and shook his head gently.

"I'm sorry Master Mao, it's not convenient for me to disclose this matter yet. ”

nodded, Mao Ruiping didn't ask again, and carefully handed the photo back to Yan Zhongtian.

"Yan Lao has his own secrets, of course I respect them, and of course I won't break the casserole to ask to the end, but this kind of thing is too big, I don't know the specific details, and I can't help you. ”

Looking at Yan Zhongtian's eyes, a trace of entanglement flashed, Mao Ruiping's heart moved, and then he stood up directly.

"Mr. Yan, if you really want my help, I hope you can be honest. ”

After speaking, Mao Ruiping bowed lightly to Yan Zhongtian, and then turned to leave.

When he walked out of the study, he happened to see Yan Chengxuan sitting on the sofa, obviously waiting for him.

"Teacher Mao, what did my father talk to you about? ”

asked knowingly, so in Mao Ruiping's opinion, he didn't need to be too honest.

"Mr. Yan probably fell in love with me and said some common words, and this accident has been so long. ”

Looking at Mao Ruiping's eyes open and talking nonsense, Yan Chengxuan made the wrong mistake, but there was no show on his face.

"Then since that's the case, it's not too early now, Mr. Mao will live in my house today to ......"

"No, no, there is still work to be done in the evening, so I won't bother for now, and thank you for your hospitality today. ”

After the polite words were said, Yan Chengxuan couldn't stop anything.

In the end, he personally sent a car to send Mao Ruiping back to the apartment.

When he was about to go out, Mao Ruiping turned around and glanced in the direction of the study on the second floor, but there was no movement.

Probably because of Yan Zhongtian's inner entanglement, but he was sure that this person would find him sooner or later.

On the way back, Mao Ruiping was in the car with his eyes closed and recuperated, and his mobile phone rang suddenly.

looked down at the call from Mo Ziqi, hesitated for a while, but still didn't answer.

In this situation, he, an apprentice who has no scheming, just doesn't know anything.

If you don't talk about it, you may be in some personal danger.

On the other side, Mo Ziqi was sitting on the sofa in Qin Miao's villa, listening to the phone and hanging up directly because no one answered, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

She has known Mao Ruiping for four or five years, and it has never happened like this.

Probably intuition, but also a certain kind of certainty, Mo Ziqi can believe that the teacher has not done anything bad, but there must be something hidden from him.

But how did she ask? Does it have anything to do with Yan's?

She categorically couldn't ask this, and coupled with what happened in the Mo family before, her whole heart seemed to be twisted into a knot.

With the delay of time, not only did there be no relief, but it became more and more entangled.

This kind of thought gradually deepened and prolonged, and I couldn't even see that kind of official smile on my face.

Just as he was in his trance, the door of the villa was suddenly opened.

Hearing this, Mo Ziqi raised his head and watched Qin Miao walk back from work.

The two of them looked at each other directly, and the eyes that hadn't collected their mood before they bumped directly into the man's eyes.

Of course, Qin Miao could see that Mo Ziqi was unhappy, even depressed.

From the last time I suddenly said that I would leave for two days, to the past two days, it has become more and more serious.

Originally, I thought that I would ask too many questions, which could be regarded as respect, but just now, a fragile look from this woman knocked over all the previous psychology.