Mu Qingqing played a simple piano piece with her hand, because it was too rusty, she had to learn while looking at the piano score. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Quan Zichen was not at home, so she had to play the piano for herself.

Though...... It's a little ugly,

Playing a moonlight song, she was immersed in the sound of the piano......

Probably so addicted that someone sent a text message and she didn't even see it.

The phone screen flashed several times, and she didn't pay attention.

After playing a tune, she stared out the window for a long time.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunlight shines on the green trees, green mountains, and rivers, and everywhere is a fine gold-like luster.

It's been a long time since it's rained, and it's dry everywhere.

In such dry weather, the sky looks bluer and bluer.

The villa of the Quan family is very beautiful, and from here, you can see the flowers and plants in the garden, which is full of vitality. You can also see the lotus flowers in the lotus pond, swaying in the summer breeze.

This is the right family where she has lived for eleven years, and this place has her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

She suddenly remembered that she had once buried something under a magnolia tree.

It was a necklace given to her by Quan Zichen.

Although the necklace had not been with her for long, she still remembered what it looked like.

There is a warm and fresh jade on the necklace, and there are two words "Qingqing" on the jade.

Even, she still remembered how she felt that night, when Quan Zichen put on the necklace for her with his own hands. It seems vaguely, it was still yesterday.

Unexpectedly, three years have passed, and time flies so fast.

I don't know if the wooden box under the tree is still there......

Mu Qingqing's mobile phone screen lit up many times, and Mu Qingqing was still unconscious when he stood at the window.

The phone was muted, and of course she couldn't hear it.

I stood at the window for a long time, feeling the harmony of the sun shining on the beautiful scenery. After studying design in Paris for several years, she learned more about beauty.

She loves to design, and she especially enjoys watching the prototypes of her designs come into action.

It's a pity that the last project in Paris was not completed.

It was a bracelet for a WS Jewellery Group branch, and it was the first major project she took over, and she did it with great care.

Today, the proofs are still on her computer, and she is no longer in Paris.

I don't know if the bracelet was designed three months later......

If she can enter Quan's work, she must discuss the design sample with Kong Mingjie.

Three years ago, she was still a scumbag, but after three years, she was already able to make design drawings handy.

She stood at the window, a shallow smile curling into her lips.

She stood for a while, and when she walked back to the piano, a text message came.

As soon as the screen flashed, Mu Qingqing was curious, so he took the phone.

An unfamiliar number with several unread text messages on it.

Mu Qingqing blinked, what the hell is this?

She opened the text message, flipped through the first one, and was suddenly stunned.

The first is a text message, which is only a simple single sentence: Do you know what your husband did last night?

Mu Qingqing frowned, who is this.

She saw Quan Zichen come out of the group with her own eyes yesterday and bring several high-level executives. Quan Zichen said that he was going to the hotel for a closed meeting and would not be able to come back for a few days.

What can I do last night, have a meeting or take a break?

Mu Qingqing frowned and continued to turn the second one.

The second is a video text message, a very short video.

Mu Qingqing clicked on it, and was immediately flashed by the light above.

With colorful lights and deafening music, it looks like it's in a bar? Or is it a lively bar?

This video is very short and doesn't have much content, just some scenes inside the bar.

Mu Qingqing kept muttering in her heart, is this the wrong person?

She patiently clicked on the second video.

This one video is dim, it's a big private room, and there are voices of men and women in the private room.

Mu Qingqing saw a few people, but they didn't know each other.

But these personal scales are really large, there are several women sitting on the same man, the man's hands are touching everywhere, and the woman is very happy to be touched, and she makes a "giggle" laugh.

"Give me a kiss and come to ......"

"Don't ......"

The video was full of sounds, and Mu Qingqing got goosebumps when he heard it.

The second video is something unsightly.

This video is not long, but it is just over three minutes, Mu Qingqing patiently saw that it was about to end, and suddenly, he heard a man's voice inside.

"Mr. Quan is here. ”

Suddenly, everyone was sitting in a precarious position.

At that moment, the video came to an abrupt halt.

Mu Qingqing poked the screen, and the video ended!

She hurriedly flipped through the next video, and the next video was not the next video, but she saw Quan Zichen.

Quan Zichen wore a white shirt and had no expression.

Mu Qingqing recalled that he was indeed wearing a white shirt yesterday.

Everyone beckoned Quan Zichen to sit down, and soon, someone made a few beauties sit over.

Mu Qingqing's heart was stunned, and the hand holding the mobile phone trembled a little.

What does this mean?

A strange look flashed in Mu Qingqing's eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. Slowly, her heart beat faster.

She was afraid that the phone would accidentally fall out of her hand, so she sat down next to a coffee table and put the phone on the coffee table.

The picture is not particularly clear, but she can still recognize Quan Zichen's figure.

And his voice, which she was familiar with.

At first, when the women sat down next to him, he refused. But after being persuaded by those men to drink a few glasses, he didn't say much about it.

Later, a charming, bewitching, and sexy woman fell into his arms and groped around his body.

This woman was wearing a cool little suspender, and the waves were turbulent, constantly rubbing against Quan Zichen.

Mu Qingqing's brows furrowed, she couldn't stand it anymore.

She just occasionally looks at Xiao **, usually, she doesn't watch this kind of video.

She found that these videos were comparable to ****** films.

In particular, the male protagonist of the video is still her husband.

This unfamiliar number sent a total of several videos, and Mu Qingqing clicked them all, and the picture was chaotic, and the men and women were disheveled.

The sound of music and blue lighting in the private rooms create an intoxicating atmosphere......

Mu Qingqing's heart was beating very badly, she watched all the videos, and after watching them, she was a little overwhelmed.

Impossible, this won't be Quan Zichen, even if Quan Zichen drinks a lot, he won't get close to these women.

Someone must have ulterior motives.

She believed him.

She read all the text messages sent by this strange number, except for the first one which was text, the rest were videos. [^*]

Just when she was stunned, another text message came from this number.

Or a video.