The dean took Zhang Rong and Quan Zichen to the VIP room for dinner. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During the meal, Zhang Rong looked at Quan Zichen from time to time, and Quan Zichen was a little distracted while eating.

Zhang Rong has never seen him like this in the eleven years since she raised her own son, and when she thought about it, the picture of Quan Zichen and that little girl together came to mind.

couldn't help but laugh out loud, which suddenly pulled Quan Zichen out of his musings.

Quan Zichen felt a strong gaze on him, so Quan Zichen raised his head and followed his gaze at Zhang Rong.

Zhang Rong smiled wryly when she saw that she was discovered, and lowered her head.

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Meal

The dean combined everyone into the hall once, including Mu Qingqing, who didn't come in the morning.

Zhang Rong looked below and said to Quan Zichen: "Son, look at it." There is another meeting in my company, so I will go first. ”

Quan Zichen didn't answer, just nodded.

Zhang Rong saw her son like this, so she walked to the Bentley she was sitting in.

Quan Zichen watched the car drive away, and soon disappeared from view.

Quan Zichen walked into the crowd, recognized Mu Qingqing at a glance, and walked towards Mu Qingqing.

However, at this time, Mu Qingqing's eyebrows were dancing, and she was telling Xiaohong the story she was watching today, and she didn't notice that Quan Zichen was already standing by her side.

Xiaohong saw Quan Zichen first and reminded Mu Qingqing, but Mu Qingqing, who was talking energetically, didn't see it at all.

Until Quan Zichen took Mu Qingqing's hand, Mu Qingqing suddenly looked up and saw Quan Zichen, and said suspiciously: "What are you doing!"

Quan Zichen said directly: "Come home with me." ”

Mu Qingqing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded mumu.

After all, a five-year-old child longs for a home.

Quan Zichen pulled Mu Qingqing to the black Bentley, and after Mu Qingqing got on, he tilted his head and looked at Quan Zichen and asked stupidly: "I'm dreaming!"

Quan Zichen looked at this little thing's cute appearance, and originally wanted to laugh, but when he thought that he would establish his prestige in the future, he couldn't help but smile and replied simply and clearly: "No." ”

Along the way, Mu Qingqing became a curious baby, asking this and that, although Quan Zichen always had a cold face.

But he answered Mu Qingqing's questions one by one, no matter how mentally retarded.

The driver sitting in front of him was stunned.

The young master can be said to be a female insulator, especially a child, but now the young master is actually leading a little girl.

What surprised the driver the most was that the young master allowed her to touch herself, but the young master had a serious cleanliness habit, and even Mrs. Quan and Master Quan didn't dare to touch the young master casually.

And the young master is absolutely cherishing words like gold, but in the face of the little girl, he actually has to answer questions.

The driver kept thinking that if he passed on this, he would probably be destroyed.

Thinking of this, the driver seemed to have a flock of crows flying over his head, and he showed a look of "don't ask me, don't look at me, I don't know anything"

What's different about this girl?

Quan Zichen took in the driver's expression through the reversing mirror, and he knew everything the driver was thinking, but he was actually very strange.

From the first time I saw Mu Qingqing, I felt that it was different from the feeling given to me by other members of the opposite sex.

The distance was too far, and the lively Mu Qingqing fell asleep as if her vitality had been exhausted.

slept in Quan Zichen's arms, and Quan Zichen quietly held her somewhat messy hair and looked at her silently.

Looking at Mu Qingqing's slightly pursed mouth, this cute little look, the evil little angel in his heart rose.

Quan Zichen finally couldn't help it, and kissed Mu Qingqing lightly on the face, pecking shallowly like a bird.

Quan Zichen successfully laughed at his "stealing incense", feeling as if he had honey on his mouth, and it was sweet to his heart, and his mood was getting better and better.