Early morning.

Today's fog is particularly strong, and Lin Rui, who walked out of the community, saw Yin Qianxia get on the bus, and after waving his hand, he turned around and got on another bus.

Qingzhuju, on the big wooden bed, Mu Yangui opened her eyes lazily, feeling a little cloudy.

"It's a reaction to a lack of blood supply."

Thinking of the doctor's words, Mu Yangui's face showed a hint of self-deprecation, and then slowly got up to wash.

Today's news was playing on TV, and a female reporter stood on the edge of the foggy airport and said loudly: "Audience friends, I am at Yizhou Airport now, please look behind me."

Today, the city is foggy, and flights at the airport have stopped taking off and landing, and as for the resumption time, it is currently uncertain...... Belch! ”

Just when the female reporter swore that the plane could not take off and land now, a business jet without a civil aviation logo forcibly landed behind her.

"It's dangerous!" The female reporter covered her mouth and exclaimed: "It seems that this plane has an urgent matter, otherwise it would not have landed in such dangerous weather......"

But the female reporter forgot one thing, that is, if you have an urgent matter, but if the airport does not agree, you have to land in another place.

After a short time, a group of people walked out of the special passage of the airport, and one of the middle-aged men stepped into a black car and sped away.

When Lin Rui arrived at Qingzhuju, he saw Mu Yan sitting on his knees and pulling his hair.

A green silk was flexibly wound around by the jade hand, and a ball head was simply pulled, and then a bamboo hairpin was inserted into it. Looking back, Mu Yangui smiled: "Lin Rui, you are here." ”

"Well, I'm here." When he arrived here, Lin Rui was a little inexplicably relaxed and a little inexplicably familiar, he sat down opposite Mu Yangui relaxedly, and said gently: "Yangui, your spirit looks good today." ”

"Really?" The little girl's naughty back to Mu Yangui's body, her eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth twitched, and said, "Someone is coming today, I hope he is not stopped by the fog." ”

Lin Rui's eyes sank, and he said lightly: "Hope." ”

Then the two did not speak again, but they did not feel lonely, only felt relaxed and awake.

Mu Yangui leaned on the desk, and surprise flashed in her eyes.

She's always been lonely, so she doesn't have any friends. Even those who deliberately approached her with ill intentions, most of them couldn't stand this coldness and walked away.

But Lin Rui was actually relaxed and not restrained at all.

The strangest thing is that Mu Yangui feels that he enjoys this atmosphere.

Curious eyes blinked until footsteps were heard in the stairs.

For two!

Lin Rui's ears were very good, so he heard the footsteps of the person in front of him suddenly speed up, and then ......

"Yan Gui, my little Yan Gui, I'm not sleeping lazy."

After a doting voice, a middle-aged man with a smile on his face walked in, and then, when he saw Lin Rui, his expression froze for a moment.

His gaze swept over Lin Rui's body, and Mu Qingsong asked in a deep voice, "Is it Master Lin?" I'm Mu Qingsong. ”

Mu Qingsong? Lin Rui immediately remembered the name he often heard. When I looked up, it was the one.

Lin Rui got up, "I'm Lin Rui." ”

Zhao Yan stood outside the door, watching Lin Rui greet Mu Qingsong with an indifferent expression, and was secretly shocked in his heart.

After seeing Mu Qingsong, it is common for ordinary people to not be able to reach their meanings, and some even speak incoherently and are at a loss.

But Lin Rui just stood there so lightly, like a green pine in the small courtyard behind, straight and calm.

Mu Qingsong's gaze turned to Mu Yangui, and when he saw that his face, which was as white and tender as a freshly peeled egg, was a little ruddy, he sat down with confidence.

Mu Yangui glanced at his father, then snorted lightly and got up to make tea.

Taking advantage of Mu Yan's return to make tea, Mu Qingsong's gaze locked on Lin Rui like a falcon, "I heard that Master Lin's methods are superb, and his reputation outside Hongfu Temple is not small!" ”

Get! I met a father who loved his daughter and became a demon.

Regarding Mu Qingsong's identity, Lin Rui had also guessed before, and after seeing the real person, he was not surprised by the leakage of his identity information, but said calmly: "The countryside is just a mixed bowl of rice." ”

Country-style handles? Zhao Yan didn't expect Lin Rui to say his identity unabashedly.

As early as the night before yesterday, Lin Rui's relevant information had already arrived on Mu Qingsong's table - of course, this matter could not be sued to Mu Yangui, otherwise there would be a cold war between their father and daughter for several months.

Thinking of Lin Rui's life experience, Zhao Yan couldn't hide his disdain in his heart, feeling that he probably guessed the preciousness of Mu Yangui's identity, so he gave birth to the idea of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix.

However, with Mu Qingsong's temper, I am afraid that I will not be able to see this Lin Rui after a while.

Mu Qingsong's eyes sank, and he said expressionlessly: "Then let me ask Master Lin, what did you see from my daughter?" ”

Lin Rui took the tea handed by Mu Yangui, took a sip, and said lightly: "I have seen the extravagance, and I have also seen the crisis. ”

Mu Yan gave her father a clear look, and after a warning glance, she sat down elegantly.

Zhao Yan concealed the amazement in his eyes, but he knew in his heart that this was not the master he was qualified to worry about.

"Really?" Mu Qingsong took a sip of tea and felt that the taste was a little heavy, he glanced at Mu Yangui without a trace, and got a cute grimace.

Lowering his head, Mu Qingsong sighed secretly.

The daughter is only twenty-one years old, but because she grew up with her mother since she was a child, she has an extraordinarily cold personality and doesn't even have friends.

Today, Mu Yangui can make a grimace, this is something that Mu Qingsong himself has not seen for several years, what does this mean?

It shows that she has a crush on this young man.

Of course, having a good feeling does not mean having feelings.

But......

"Master Lin, please speak up." Mu Qingsong said solemnly. He was going to take a look at Lin Rui's condition first, and then decide on the next treatment.

Of course, Lin Rui knew the meaning of these words, so he opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingsong.

"Ding! Daji: Five thousand nine hundred and nine. ”

Sure enough, it's Mr. Mu, and the number jù is so good.

Lin Rui continued to look intently.

Purple, the first thing that catches your eye is purple.

This layer of purple is very thick.

Pink no, Lin Rui was surprised, thinking to himself Is this a widow?

The orange is somewhat thin, especially in the stomach, where there is a cloud of gray gas.

……

It was just over a minute, and Lin Rui raised his eyes and said, "I'm already optimistic." ”

Mu Qingsong was not in a hurry at this time, he extended his hand and said, "Please speak." ”

Mu Yangui also looked at Lin Rui nervously, she usually ignored Mu Qingsong, and because of her deceased mother, the estrangement between father and daughter has always existed.

But the nature of father and daughter, knowing that Lin Rui was about to uncover Mu Qingsong's murderous luck, Mu Yangui was also a little secretly nervous.