So Su Xiaoya snuggled up to Mr. Qi's chest and whispered softly in his ear.

"I think that's it, don't pursue it anymore."

"Okay." Qi Muchen had doting in his voice, and gently pecked her.

"Do whatever you say."

For some reason, Qi Muchen's heart was flooded with a crisis.

The men of the Mu family seem to like to focus on small things.

Mu Moting and Mu Mosen are like this, even the old master Mu Qingchen, since he came in, his eyes have only been staring at small things.

Of course, Mu Qingchen's gaze is not mixed with the feelings between men and women.

Instead, just like the old lady at the beginning, she saw another person through small things.

From the moment he entered the door, Mu Qingchen's eyes were a little shocked and a little confused, and his hanging hands even trembled a little.

After talking to Mr. Qi, he walked directly to Su Xiaoya, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her soft hair.

There was a hint of trilling in the voice.

"Fluttershy's granddaughter? You really, look a lot like your grandma. ”

Mu Qingchen sighed, with a hint of Su Xiaoya's somewhat incomprehensible emotion on his face.

"Thankfully, thankfully, I saw you. Otherwise, I'm afraid ......"

His voice was very soft and soft.

"I'm afraid, it's going to cause a big disaster."

After the old master came back, no one seemed to care about Yao Qingshuang, who had already cried into tears.

Mrs. Yao's mother and daughter were taken down by the servants, and the old lady lowered her eyelids and sat on the main seat with Mu Qingchen, but her eyes were always a little distracted, as if she was thinking about something.

The servants handed each one another cup of tea.

Su Xiaoya slowly got out of Mr. Qi's arms and sat down on the chair obediently.

His eyes kept looking at his man and Mu Qingchen.

Tsk, if Mu Qingchen was a few decades younger, it is estimated that the bastard Qi would meet a very powerful opponent.

Before Mu Qingchen came, the Qi bastard had always been the dominant figure in the entire hall.

But after Mu Qingchen came back, he easily led this dominance to his side.

His seat clearly shows that he is the master of Jiang Cheng and the Mu family.

And Mr. Qi, no matter how powerful he is, it is also in the imperial capital, and now he is just a guest.

But Qi Muchen didn't care, he picked up the teacup, took a sip quietly, and opened his mouth coldly.

"Does the old master know about Mr. Locke?"

Mu Qingchen's cold gaze immediately threw at Mu Mosen.

Silence.

"Is it true that Locke's matter has not been completely resolved? Trouble for Mr. Qi in the imperial capital. Moson, how did you do it, after so many years, there has been no progress at all? ”

Mumersen felt innocent lying on the gun.

He was originally holding a good show attitude to see the strong Mr. Qi and the equally strong grandfather, which one could suppress each other in terms of momentum.

Outcome...... In the end, they all weigh on themselves with this sense of oppression.

He felt so pitiful.

Poor Baba's gaze fell on Little Fang, and Mumerson pleaded silently.

"Goddess, say something to divert my grandfather's attention!"

Receiving the bitter plea of the "Little Forest", Su Xiaoya coughed, and then coughed again.

Because she really couldn't think of what to say, she kept coughing five or six times.

Then, finally, he succeeded in shifting everyone's eyes to her again.

"What's wrong, choking?"

Qi Muchen immediately thoughtfully handed over a glass of water.

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