The gauze curtain hung lightly and flew, and the fragrance of wine and the faint fragrance from Mu Qingxue's body were entangled with an ambiguous and intoxicating meaning.

"Qingxue, you've lost weight. Zhao Yunchu's voice was like an ethereal sigh in the wind, almost inaudible and inaudible.

The corners of Mu Qingxue's lips tugged, and she smiled lightly: "Isn't this very good? Others have tried their best, but they can't lose weight, but I have lost weight unconsciously, and no matter how many people want to ask for it, they can't ask for it." ”

The silence spread for a long time, this was actually the most leisurely time since Mu Qingxue came back from abroad. Mu Qingxue's thoughts, which had always been tense all over her body, relaxed little by little at this moment.

Mu Qingxue knew that her relaxation at this time was very inappropriate, because tonight, there might be this tough battle waiting for her.

Mu Qingxue no longer had any words, she just stared at the teacup that was no longer hot, and was stunned for a long time.

Mu Qingxue was silent in a daze, and Zhao Yunchu also drank slowly without saying a word.

For a time, the doors were staggered, as if separated by a distant world.

Zhao Yunchu's mobile phone ringtone broke the silence of the room.

After Zhao Yunchu hung up the phone, he said to Mu Qingxue with hesitation: "My dad wants to see you, and he is in the study now." ”

Mu Qingxue simply got up.

Mu Qingxue followed Zhao Yunchu a step away, Zhao Yunchu suddenly stopped, he turned around and saw Mu Qingxue looking at him with puzzled eyes: "Qingxue, as smart as you, you should have guessed what my dad would say to you after seeing you, right?"

Zhao Yunchu's words gently picked up a silk thread in the depths of Mu Qingxue's heart, and the slightest wisp of pain spread on the tip of her heart, Mu Qingxue closed her eyes slightly, shook her head, and showed a wry smile on the corner of her lips: "I have - I have no choice." ”

"Qingxue, Jingchu is not for you. Zhao Yunchu said depressedly, "With Jing Chu, you won't be happy." ”

"I don't have the right to happiness anymore. Mu Qingxue's clear eyes were as clear as water slightly, and they fell lightly on his body, "Brother Yunchu, however, I still want to thank you." ”

Seeing Mu Qingxue, Zhao Mingxuan was unexpectedly pleasant: "Qingxue, you haven't been to the house for a long time, I heard that you came once a few days ago, I was so busy that day, I heard that you came after I was busy, Uncle Zhao can't stand you." ”

Mu Qingxue's eyes flashed slightly, she is also a delicate and transparent person, she wisely chose not to get to the bottom of it, and smiled: "Uncle Zhao has a lot of opportunities, and he can take the time to see me, which has already flattered Qingxue." ”

Zhao Mingxuan glanced at his eldest son and said, "Yun Chu, you go and find Jing Chu, I have something to say to you." ”

The moment Zhao Yunchu turned around and closed the door, Mu Qingxue met his pitch-black eyes, only to see that in those eyes, which were always calm like midnight, there were various emotions of reluctance, sadness and pain, surging and tumbling, and her heart also suddenly rippled.

Zhao Yunci did not avoid her gaze this time, and the eyes of the two instantly cemented together.

At that moment, Mu Qingxue's eyes were strangely calm, and the depth was unfathomable.

Zhao Yunchu's eyes were surging and turbulent.

The moment the door closed, the gentle look on Zhao Mingxuan's face was gradually replaced by a hint of shrewdness: "Qingxue, you have always been a smart child, so between us, let's talk straight." ”

Mu Qingxue's expression remained unchanged and said: "Uncle Zhao is an elder, if you have something to say, Qingxue will listen to you." ”