Mu Nian'an stared at Feng Jiuye with a pair of apricot eyes, not knowing if he was saying it casually, or if he was deliberately hinting at her.

"Mrs. Quan, don't think about it, I don't mean anything else."

There are no ghosts!

Mu Nian'an slandered in his heart.

"When I saw you, I suddenly remembered that many years ago, there was a beautiful young girl who worked as a cleaner for me. Although it was very short, only a month or two, I still remember it vividly because it was so beautiful. Before she resigned from me, I borrowed 100,000 yuan from her. "Feng Jiuye is also releasing water - no, open the floodgates, "I thought that she would take the 100,000 yuan to study hard, but who would have thought that she gave up going to college and gave the money to her friends for the sake of her good friends." ”

Mu Nianan didn't care what Feng Jiuye meant, she asked directly: "Didn't Zhao Ying'er debut very early?" Magazines overwhelmingly reported that she made her debut as a child star. How did it get to this point? ”

Feng Jiu asked meaningfully, "The child star debuted...... There are too many traces left, but has Mrs. Quan seen a little stills of Zhao Ying's childhood participation in any TV series and movies? ”

“……”

Uh, that doesn't seem like it?

She doesn't chase stars, she doesn't chase dramas. Before going abroad to study, I watched more than a dozen seasons of British dramas, which was to increase the sense of language. How did she know that? She didn't pay attention.

"There are more people who are different from Mrs. Quan, and not everyone has the courage to face the years when their social status is not very high. Especially those who have already achieved success are even more reluctant to be mentioned about the downfall of the year. Feng Jiu shrugged, "I have the right to always support my back, who in the industry dares to ask a question." Isn't that looking for death? ”

Mu Nian'an let out an 'oh' at the end, "Then Feng Jiuye knows when Zhao Ying'er and Quan always met?" ”

"I don't know much about that. It is only known that the two of them met in London. ”

"Ridiculous, right? I didn't know anything about my own husband and had to ask people. ”

"Ye Dong didn't talk to me much when he was chatting, and it wasn't too little. Mrs. Quan, what about me, for the sake of Ye Dong's face, I will give you a reminder. If you don't like to hear it, I'll fart. ”

"Don't don't, I should have farted when other people's reminders were made, but Feng Jiuye, your reminder, I will take it to heart."

"Mrs. Quan really gives me face." Feng Jiu said with a smile, "No matter what time you are, don't put your bets on others, because you don't know when the person you trust will turn away." The sooner you prepare yourself for a way out, the less you will be in a hurry when things come to an end. ”

Look, even Feng Jiuye can see that she won't be a powerful lady for long. I don't know when she'll have to vacate Mrs. Quan's position.

"Thank you, thank you." Mu Nian'an apologized from the bottom of his heart, "Feng Jiuye's reminder, I wrote it down." Make a good note of it. ”

Being able to tell her these words that would make Quan Shaoting unhappy, although I don't know what Feng Jiuye's motives are, but this is all a piece of kindness from others. You have to keep it in mind.

"Gai Ming'er, I'll invite Mrs. Quan to come to Mansion No. 9 to listen to the play." Feng Jiu suddenly said, "I just don't know if Mrs. Quan likes to listen to dramas." ”

"Peking Opera?"

"Hmm."

"I like it!" Mu Nian'an rubbed his hands happily, as if he recalled something happy, and his eyes were much brighter, "Dad likes to listen to Peking Opera the most, Dad is very busy with work, I remember that when Dad accompanied me the most, it was when he hugged me and leaned on the recliner, and put on an old record with the gramophone, which was Peking Opera." ”

She also likes to listen to operas.

It was when she grew up later, although she was a father, there was still a difference between men and women, and her father rarely held her on the recliner to listen to the play. Later, she had to go to school and work, so she didn't have time to calm down and listen to a play.

Today, as soon as Feng Jiuye mentioned it, the itching worm was hooked.

Feng Jiuye smiled slightly, "Hey, the old record of the gramophone, that's everyone in the Republic of China, right?" ”

"I guess so, Daddy is precious to his old records anyway." Speaking of this, Mu Nian'an couldn't hide the loss in his eyes.

Those old records of Dad's most precious are now gone. After Mu Yuanyuan moved into the old house of the Mu family, it was completely renovated. Mu Yuanyuan likes the Western-style one, and the house should also be decorated in European style. Dad's favorite old furniture and old objects were all thrown away by Mu Yuanyuan, and they were given away, and a lot of them were sold cheaply.

Those old records, I guess they haven't been spared.

"Even Mrs. Quan will feel unsatisfactory and don't like to hear it. I'm not as good as everyone in the Republic of China. ”

"Oh, I followed my dad and listened blindly. Feng Jiuye, when are you looking for an opera troupe to sing in Mansion No. 9, please be sure to call me. ”

"Okay, no problem." Feng Jiu smiled meaningfully, "Even if you can't sing well, please take care of Mrs. Quan." ”

When Mu Nianan was thinking about what Feng Jiuye's meaningful expression meant, the sports car stopped smoothly in front of the gate of the villa surrounded by creepers and roses.

"Mrs. Quan, it's here."

"Huh? Oh! Thank you for sending me back, would you like to go in for a coffee? ”

"No, I'm still in a hurry to go back to Mansion Nine."

"Well, then you must call me next time you listen to the play!"

"Definitely."

Mu Nian'an unbuckled his seat belt, thought for a while, and stretched out his right hand, "Feng Jiuye, if you don't dislike it, let's make friends." ”

Feng Jiuye smiled and held her paw, "The kind of sincerity for sincerity?" ”

"That's right! The kind of sincerity for sincerity! If you don't think I'm good at it, and I don't think I fit in with your personality, then we'll keep the relationship between nodding friends now. There's no need to be friends. ”

"Okay."

Mu Nianan smiled lightly and pulled the car door. As soon as he looked up, he saw Quan Shaoting leaning against the door frame in his home clothes, still holding a glass of milk in his hand, he raised the cup in his hand, as if he was greeting Feng Jiuye in the car.

"Mr. Quan~" Mu Nianan called him sweetly, and ran towards him with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

"Is the second aunt back?" The little biscuit ran out with a thud.

Quan Shaoting handed the milk cup to the little guy, opened his hands and took Mu Nian'an's paws, and glanced at it so lightly with his bottomless gaze, "Is it Madame who explains it herself, or am I stopping Feng Jiu and asking him to explain it to me." ”

Yikes!

I was very happy to talk to Feng Jiuye, she forgot that she came back with a scar!

"No, no, I can explain it to you clearly, so don't bother Feng Jiuye." Mu Nian'an hurriedly put his paw on the man's shoulder, gave him a bear hug, and smirked at him, "Mr. Quan, I hurt all over my body, I want you to hug and kiss and lift it high." ”

Quan Shaoting raised his eyes slightly, I don't know if the person who was still distancing himself from him yesterday turned around at the wedding today, why did he change his sex again.

He didn't say much, picked her up like a child, and kissed her soft lips gently.

"Hee-hee, it doesn't hurt all of a sudden."

"Ma'am. It's useless to be coquettish, you still have to explain it clearly. Otherwise—"

"Oh, no, I'll explain it to you." Mu Nianan was proud like a train driver, "Mr. Quan, go home!" ”

The little biscuit silently held a glass of milk and followed behind his second uncle and second aunt, feeling that he was ...... It seems to be particularly eye-catching and obstructive.

Otherwise...... He'll go back to his grandmother's house tomorrow for a few days, right?

I always feel that the second uncle is here, and there is no place for him anymore.

Mu Nian'an hugged Quan Shaoting's neck and kept rubbing his chin with his head like a cat.

She's already figured it out, what if the ending is bad? She doesn't have the power to change the ending, so try to enjoy the process!

Hengzhu and him will go from divorce to strangers. So why did she still immerse herself in sad and painful emotions every day in this only time? She wants to indulge in the pampering and tenderness of her sweetheart! Even if...... This is very short, it is a dream.

But a dream with a wonderful process and a sad ending is much better than being sad from beginning to end, right?

"An An, what about people, there will be death in the end. If Dad is gone, you don't need to be particularly sad. Dad feels that he is very happy in this life, with your mother as a wife, with you as a daughter, and as well as the Mu Group, Dad is very happy. If Death tells Dad today that he is coming to pick him up tomorrow, then Dad will close the curtains, take a comfortable bath, choose a favorite movie to play, drink a bottle of red wine during the process, and calmly wait for Death to pick up Daddy. ”

That's what Dad told her before he had heart bypass surgery. She couldn't understand it at first, but now, she seems to understand her father's mood a little.

She wants to treat every next day as the last day of being a husband and wife with Quan Shaoting, and work hard to spend it! She was bound to lose him, because he never belonged to her, so there was a difference?

"Madam, stop being coquettish." Quan Shaoting hugged her and sat down on the sofa, with a smile in his tone: "You know, if you don't explain clearly what is going on with your scarred body, no matter how coquettish you are, I can't let you go to sleep." ”

"Mr. Quan, what if I said that I deliberately provoked people to beat me?"

"Well, I do. After all, Mrs. Shake M attributes. ”

“……”

"Second uncle, give." The little biscuit thoughtfully brought the first aid kit and handed it to his second uncle, "Second aunt, you explain yours, don't stop." ”

Mu Nianan was aggrieved, "Mr. Quan, you saw it." When you're not at home, that's how your nephew bullies me every day. ”

"The cookies are well done." Quan Shaoting gave the little guy an approving look, "When your second aunt is not well-behaved, you have to stand up and discipline her." ”

“……”

"Madame, go on, don't stop. Why are you looking for a beating? ”

"Because I'm going to bottom out."

"Bottoming out?" The uncle and nephew asked in unison, and even the range of eyebrows raised was exactly the same.

It's like a mold carved out of it.

Mu Nian'an began to suspect that Biscuit was the illegitimate son of Mr. Quan! Because the identity of Biscuit's mother is not recognized by Aunt Ding, the father and son cannot recognize each other, and can only be called uncle and nephew.

"Madam, don't think about messing around, little head, explain what is going on with your scars." Mr. Quan reminded lightly, and his tone was already a little displeased.

"Huh? I've already explained that! ”

"Ma'am?"

"Second aunt!"