Qiao Yingying heard the movement, and she was really a little worried, so she went upstairs to take a look. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yingying, it's none of your business, go down. Michelle was standing in the doorway, not wanting her to go in and see the picture.

"But sir, he..."Qiao Yingying couldn't help but worry.

Qin Muchen was packing his luggage inside, and when he heard Qiao Yingying's voice, the grievances in his heart suddenly turned into outpouring anger. Originally, she thought that Michelle would turn against Qiao Yingying when she saw this photo, but she didn't expect to help her. She slammed the clothes in her hand into the suitcase, rushed to the door in three or two steps, pushed Mi Xue away, pointed at Qiao Yingying and shouted: "It's all your fault, pretend to be pitiful all day long! They are all towards you, Brother Mu Feng wants to drive me away for you! What are you, vixen, shameless!"

She wanted to scold again, Guan Mufeng had already come up and covered her mouth, her eyes looked at Qiao Yingying, and her heart sank.

Qiao Yingying's little face was pale, she was trembling with anger, her big black eyes were full of water, and she bit her lip to prevent tears from flowing.

She glanced at Mi Xue, who was pushed to the ground by Qin Muchen, and suddenly took a step forward and raised her hand.

Guan Mufeng's eyes sank, and he pulled Qin Muchen to take a step back, and Qiao Yingying's palm fell into the air.

She looked at Guan Mufeng, there was deep disappointment and sadness in her big eyes, and he turned his head as if he had fled, as if he had been punched hard in the chest.

Qiao Yingying looked away, walked over and helped Mi Xue up, Mi Xue looked at Guan Mufeng with a complicated expression, and went downstairs with Qiao Yingying.

Seeing their backs disappear, Guan Mufeng let go of Qin Muchen, who was constantly struggling, his face was extremely cold, and he directly called a car to send her to the airport.

Mi Xue had a little skin on her hand, and after taking care of the wound, she went to say goodbye to Guan Mufeng.

In the room, Guan Mufeng sat in front of the computer, looking at the photos on the screen, and there was even anger in his dark eyes.

His thin lips were pursed, his fingers clicked continuously on the mouse, and several other photos flashed on the screen one after another, which he had just taken out of Qin Muchen's computer. Looking at the photos, they should have been taken by Qin Muchen that night.

The screen was finally frozen in the first photo, Guan Mufeng looked stunned, looking at the photo, his icy face seemed to ease a little.

In the photo, Qiao Yingying sleeps quietly in the cradle chair, he bends over and leans down, one hand resting on her lips. In the dim light, his deep and heroic facial features appeared extremely soft, and there was a touch of concentration in his eyes... Gentle.

Looking at the photo, his gaze gradually wandered, and he didn't know what he remembered, and the coldness between his eyebrows suddenly eased.

There was a sudden knock on the door, Guan Mufeng came back to his senses, got up to open the door, walked halfway, stopped again, turned to the computer, and turned off the photo.

The door was opened, and Michelle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that his face was much better than before. Even she is afraid of Guan Mufeng when she is angry.

"Brother Mu Feng, I'll go home first, you should rest early. She looked at Guan Mufeng with concern.

"How is she?" Guan Mufeng looked at the opposite room, his voice a little dull.

Mi Xue sighed: "Yingying, I'm just afraid that she is still sad, after all, what Miss Qin said is too much." ”

Guan Mufeng pursed his thin lips, and a faint trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes.

Mi Xue was a little puzzled, and after thinking about it, she decided to ask.

She said half-jokingly: "Brother Mu Feng, why are you so indulgent to Miss Qin, but you are so strict with our subordinates in the company, although she is your sister, but this is too different, right?"

Guan Mufeng's eyebrows suddenly darkened, and after a moment of silence, he replied: "Her father is kind to me." ”

He had never told anyone about his past, and even He Feng didn't know it, Mi Xue heard him actually take the initiative to mention it to himself, and his heart couldn't help but thump.

"I see. She smiled suddenly, wondering if to tell Qiao Yingying, lest she misunderstand Guan Mufeng.

"You just need to know about it, you don't have to tell anyone. Guan Mufeng said again.

Mi Xue was stunned for a moment, her eyes intertwined with Guan Mufeng's gaze, and she couldn't help but feel palpitations, and a trace of sweetness rippled in her chest.

She nodded in agreement, and Guan Mufeng looked at the closed door on the opposite side again, his eyes were deep and complicated.