A trace of sadness and amazement floated in Mu Qingqing's eyes, and when she thought of this, her heart would still be uncomfortable.

Probably didn't see Mu Qingqing go downstairs for a long time, and the little maid came up and knocked on the door again.

At this time, Mu Qingqing came back to his senses and walked back from the window.

When she opened the door, the little maid was already waiting for her: "Young grandmother, lunch is ready." ”

"Let's go. Mu Qingqing closed the door.

The little maid helped her up the stairs with her and went downstairs with her.

"I'm home alone, so I don't have to cook so much. ”

When she went downstairs, Mu Qingqing saw a table full of dishes, and she smiled.

"The young master specially advised, saying that even if you only eat one bite, you should cook a little more food, so that you can have balanced nutrition. "Little maid.

"It's too wasteful, call Wang Ma over to eat together." Mu Qingqing said.

"Okay, I'll call the butler. The little maid ran away happily.

When Quan Zichen was not at home, Mu Qingqing asked Wang Ma to accompany her to dinner. At first, Wang Ma was reluctant, after all, there was a difference between master and servant, but Mu Qingqing didn't care about this, she was just a little afraid of being lonely and quiet.

She likes to be lively and prefers to be accompanied.

Fortunately, when Quan Zichen was not at home, she still had a small bun in her stomach to accompany her.

When Quan Zichen was not at home, Mu Qingqing missed him very much, but he didn't dare to call and say that he missed him, if she did, he would definitely be distracted.

When she was at home, she turned to her mother's diary.

In the diary, there is the photo that Mo Shuifu gave her, in the photo, her mother took her and Shuifu, smiling brightly and brightly.

The only photo, although yellowed, carries many memories of her.

She had gone through the diary from beginning to end, but there were relatively few things about her mother, most of them were the Mu family's routines.

Her gaze rested on the pages about her mother, about her father taking her mother to the hospital and meeting an old friend.

Mu Qingqing really didn't know that before the accident, her mother was sick.

Maybe she was too young, or maybe her mother hid it too well, and she was completely unaware of it.

Also, Dad said that her mother saw an old friend in the hospital, who was this old friend, was it a man or a woman?

Who is it? Mu Qingqing was the first to deny this answer.

That...... Is it still Zhang Rong or Quan Fuyi? Mu Qingqing was not sure.

After all, it's a woman!

Mu Qingqing held the diary and thought about it. She didn't know who else was besides the two of them.

The diary has been yellowed, and the paper smells old and rotten when you turn it over, as if with the traces of time.

Mu Qingqing flipped through the pages, and she was already familiar with the content of those pages.

The old photographs were resting next to the diary, and she sometimes sighed softly when she saw them.

She stroked her belly, pointed to the photo of her mother and said to the little bun in her belly: "Baby, look, this is your grandmother." ”

Xiao Baozi didn't react, Mu Qingqing stroked his stomach with a look of pity.

Not collecting evidence was already her last concession......

However, at this moment, she still wanted to ask Zhang Rong to come out to meet.

Thinking like this, she went to the Quan's address book and found Zhang Rong's mobile phone number. It's just that she looked at the mobile phone number, lowered her head, and never pressed it.

My heart was beating wildly, and my fingers were trembling.

Zhang Rong's face appeared in front of her eyes again, fifteen years ago, Zhang Rong was like a fairy out of the dust, in her heart was beautiful and cold, like a orchid.

Later, when she was eighteen years old, Zhang Rong asked her to take the initiative to leave the Quan family, and Zhang Rong's image in her mind changed at that time.

Until that night three years ago, all the beauty in Zhang Rong's heart collapsed.

When she came back three years later, she didn't feel so much emotion, but she couldn't have a little more affection for an executioner.

Three years later, she has always maintained indifference and distance towards Zhang Rong.

But today, she wanted to take the initiative to talk to her about something.

Looking at this number for more than ten minutes, Mu Qingqing finally made up his mind and pressed it.

After a few seconds, the other end picked up.

"Hey, hello. Zhang Rong obviously didn't know that this was Mu Qingqing's mobile phone number.

Mu Qingqing calmed down for a few seconds, and she was trying her best to calm her heartbeat.

Finally, she took a deep breath and said calmly: "Aunt Zhou, it's me, I want to talk to you." ”

Her tone was very flat, she couldn't hear any emotional color, it was very light and light, like a lake that couldn't make waves.

Zhang Rong didn't expect it to be Mu Qingqing at all, since the last time Quan Zichen brought her to the ward to force Quan Fuyi to sign, she hadn't seen Mu Qingqing again.

Unexpectedly, this girl would take the initiative to call her.

"What do you want to talk about? I'm afraid I don't have time to talk to you. Zhang Rong said lightly, her tone was slightly unkind.

"See you at the coffee shop in half an hour, is it okay?" Mu Qingqing said.

"I'm really sorry, I have a lot of things to do, and I don't have that free time to talk to someone who is not important. ”

"Ten minutes. ”

"You say it on your phone. Zhang Rong gave in.

She was also curious about what Mu Qingqing wanted to tell her.

I've got something for you. Mu Qingqing said.

"I guess, I'm not very interested. ”

Mu Qingqing's hand holding the phone paused, and after a long time, there was a slight loss in her tone: "If that's the case, then it's bothering." ”

Zhang Rong didn't want to see her, and she had no choice, she wouldn't go to Yun's Medical Group to find Zhang Rong.

Just as Mu Qingqing was about to hang up the phone, a faint voice came from the other end of the phone.

"South Park Coffee Main Store, now. Zhang Rong simply threw down a few words.

Immediately, Zhang Rong hung up the phone.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, Mu Qingqing knew that this was Zhang Rong's style, crisp and neat, not muddy.

She also put away her phone and went downstairs.

"Wang Ma, Wang Ma, is Xiao Gao here? I want to go out. Mu Qingqing shouted.

"Qingqing, slow down, where are you going?" Wang Ma hurriedly walked out and helped Mu Qingqing, who was going downstairs.

"Get out for a walk. Mu Qingqing didn't say much.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Wang Ma was not at ease.

"No, just let Xiao Gao go with me. ”

"Okay, I'll call Xiao Gao, you wait a minute. Wang Ma said.

After speaking, Wang Ma went to call Xiao Gao, and Mu Qingqing stood at the door, quietly waiting for Xiao Gao.

After a while, Xiao Gao drove the car to the door.

Wang's mother helped Mu Qingqing into the car, and repeatedly advised: "Qingqing, be careful, don't move the tires, call me if there is anything." ”

"Okay, it's okay. ”

"Xiao Gao, you take care of the young grandma a little more. "Wang's mother said to Xiao Gao.