He Xueyi returned home early after getting off work that day, originally thinking that she was going to cook for Song Muxiao and complete the things that had not been done before, but before entering the kitchen, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the caller contact, He Xueyi couldn't help frowning.

She didn't expect that this call would be from Jiang Muhe.

Having said that, two months ago, she thought that Jiang Muhe was a man, and she would spend at least a year forgetting about it. Or even longer.

As everyone knows, the appearance of Song Muxiao easily occupied all her love, and also made Jiang Muhe, a man, completely removed from her world.

From a certain point of view, he should actually be grateful to Jiang Muhe, if there was no derailment for him, he might have missed Song Muxiao.

Thinking like this, He Xueyi pursed her lips slightly, but still connected the phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Xueyi, long time no see."

It was Jiang Muhe's greetings in his ears, and He Xueyi said bluntly: "If you are talking about this kind of dispensable thing, then Jiang Muhe, you can hang up the phone, we have nothing to say." ”

"Xueyi!" Hearing He Xueyi's tone, Jiang Muhe couldn't help frowning, but he still hurriedly invited: "Actually, it's like this, do you have time recently?" I want to have a meal with you. ”

"I'm sorry Jiang Muhe, I don't have time."

When He Xueyi heard this, she refused directly, and then she was about to hang up the phone, but she was stopped by Jiang Muhe and said, "Wait a minute, Yiyi!" Don't hang up just yet, I do have something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's about your father, Yiyi, it's about your father's relics, are you sure you don't listen?"

"Say."

"Let's make an appointment, Yiyi, it's a long story, I haven't been in touch with you these days, I think this kind of thing involving property is more appropriate."

Hearing Jiang Muhe on the other end of the phone say this, He Xueyi couldn't help frowning, although she knew that Jiang Muhe must have other intentions, but when it came to her father, how could she be indifferent.

Thinking like this, He Xueyi still agreed.

"Okay, when do you have time, we'll interview."

"Tomorrow at noon." When He Xueyi heard this, she quickly came down, and then hung up the phone and went to cook.

Father's relics? When cooking, He Xueyi was puzzled, it is true that she knew that her father was killed by her mother, and the so-called relics were also faked by her mother, and she had to go back, He Xueyi knew that her father must have something to leave for him, or something that he didn't finish.

But what exactly is the relic in Jiang Muhe's mouth? True or false again? Whether it was his father's confession or He Meiyun's trap, He Xue had no way of knowing. She originally wanted to wait for Song Muxiao to come back and discuss this matter with Song Muxiao.

But she never thought that she was cooking and waiting for Song Muxiao to come back with joy, but it was Song Muxiao and Xu Xuerong who were waiting for her.

"Yiyi, are you there too?"

Xu Xuerong looked at He Xueyi and hooked her lips slightly, as if she was the master here.

"Yiyi, I'll talk to Edelweiss about some work matters, let's go in first."

Seeing He Xueyi, who was already waiting for him at the door, Song Muxiao quickly walked up to her and explained: "The design department has a commodity exhibition recently, and the day of the event is imminent. ”

Hearing Song Muxiao say this, He Xueyi also responded obediently: "Knowing Mu Xiao, I'm fine, I cooked for you tonight, do you want to eat some?" ”

"Let's stop eating."

When Xu Xuerong heard this, she walked in front of He Xueyi in three steps and two steps, and said bluntly: "Xueyi, I have already brought food to Mu Xiao just now, he is not hungry now, not to mention that the work is important, you don't want this exhibition to be unsatisfactory in the end, and lose Song's face, right?" ”

"Yiyi, I'll eat after we finish talking."

"Good. Mu Xiao, I'll ......" He Xueyi was about to say something more, but Xu Xuerong on the side urged in a coquettish tone: "Brother Mu Xiao, let's go to the study to determine the final process, I still want to go home early." ”

After saying that, he took Song Muxiao's arm and walked in the direction of the study, leaving He Xueyi alone, standing in front of the door a little helpless.

Hearing the sound of the study being locked, He Xueyi took a deep breath and couldn't help comforting herself, thinking that Song Muxiao and herself had indeed stayed in Manchester for too long, and Song Muxiao's work had a lot of backlogs.

Thinking like this, He Xueyi's mood improved a lot, she decided to wait for Song Muxiao and Xu Xuerong first, and when the two finished talking about work, Xu Xuerong left, and she could also talk to Song Muxiao about Jiang Muhe's phone call today.

Unknowingly, Song Muxiao and Xu Xuerong had been in the study for four hours.

He Xueyi was on the sofa in the living room during the period, and accidentally fell asleep, and the maid on the side came over and covered her with a blanket, and said softly: "Madam, it's better to go back and rest first, it is estimated that Mr. will come out after he is busy." ”

He Xueyi looked at her watch, and it was already eleven o'clock.

The food on the table was already cold, and He Xueyi felt hungry, but she didn't have the heart to eat.

She watched the lights go on and off, hitting the meals she cooked, and then turned her head to look at the door of the study, which was still closed, remembering what Song Muxiao said to herself, she would finish talking about things later, He Xue couldn't help sighing, but she was instantly surrounded by the feeling of disappointed hope.

"Madam, let's go rest first." The maid on the side stepped forward to remind again.

Hearing this, He Xueyi took a deep breath and nodded.

It wasn't until almost twelve o'clock in the morning that Song Muxiao and Xu Xuerong came out of the study, during which Xu Xuerong kept pestering Song Muxiao about work matters, and bluntly talked about the venue of the exhibition, so that Song Muxiao went to Song early the next morning to confirm.

Song Muxiao has always been striving for perfection in things at work, so he agreed. When Xu Xuerong finally left, Song Muxiao came back and saw the food on the table, which was obviously not made by the aunt at home.

Song Muxiao then remembered what He Xueyi said to him when he just came back, and walked to the table to eat a bite of the sweet and sour pork ribs that had cooled, and the appearance and taste were very good.

Song Muxiao squinted his eyes slightly, and when he walked to the bedroom, he found that He Xueyi had fallen asleep on the bed.

The light in the bedroom hit He Xueyi's side face, and He Xueyi's whole facial features were covered with a layer of soft light. The eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow under the eyes, the tip of the nose and the shape of the mouth are very beautiful, Song Muxiao couldn't help leaning over, leaning on He Xueyi very close, so close that you can clearly see the subtle fluff on He Xueyi's face.

He pursed his lips slightly, and then dropped a kiss on He Xueyi's cheek, helped He Xueyi cover the quilt, and then rested.

Early the next morning, Song Muxiao left early, and when He Xueyi woke up, she saw that she was covered with a quilt, but there was no one beside her.

When I got out of bed, I glanced at the table next to the bed out of the corner of my eye, and I saw a note on it.

"Yiyi, have a good breakfast, the company is waiting for you."

Song Muxiao's writing is very good-looking through the back of the paper, He Xueyi is holding the note, and it is completely possible to imagine what kind of expression Song Muxiao had when he wrote these words.

She took a deep breath and felt much better. I still had my father's relics in mind, and after waiting for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, I got up and decided to go to the appointment alone.

When He Xueyi arrived at the café agreed with Jiang Muhe, she found that Jiang Muhe was already waiting there.

"I've been waiting." She put her bag aside with a blank face.

"It's okay, Yiyi, I've just arrived."

"Do you remember, when we were in college, we were like this, we went to the café next to the school to drink coffee together, and at that time you especially liked to drink full-sugar cappuccino......"

"My father's relics, what's the matter?"

Before Jiang Muhe's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by He Xueyi.

Jiang Muhe couldn't help but be disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show anything on the surface, just took out a folder from the briefcase next to him and handed it to He Xueyi.

"What is this?" Seeing the document, He Xue couldn't help frowning.

"Open it and see, it's your father's legacy."

He Xueyi took the document, but after opening it, she was shocked by the content of the document, it turned out to be a property!

"What do you mean?"

"Yiyi, this is the house your father left you."

"Why is it in your hands?"

Hearing Jiang Muhe say this, He Xueyi couldn't help but be suspicious.

You know, with her mother's character, how could she hand over this house to Jiang Muhe?

Unless, the mother doesn't know about it at all!

"Yiyi, that's right, this property was given to me by your father when he was alive, and it's been a long time."

"Your mother doesn't know about the property, and your father puts the property with me because he doesn't want your mother to know."

"Look at the head of this property, there are two people clearly written on it, it is your name and mine, Yiyi, I won't tell you, this is the property left by my father to us as a wedding house!"

"Jiang Muhe, what do you mean?"

For a while, He Xueyi only felt mixed feelings.

Not to mention his father's illness, he has worked hard for most of his life's savings, and when he is about to enter the ground, he still tries to keep it for himself.

He Xueyi only felt sadness coming from it, and the two names written on the property made her even more trance-like, until now she still clearly remembers that her father told her word by word, as long as she likes it, as long as she is happy.

But now, things are wrong, my father is long gone, and the only thing left is just a cold property.

As for what Jiang Muhe said, it did not have any substantial impact on He Xueyi.

She was holding the documents of the property, and when she was stunned, she was splashed with coffee!

He Xueyi came to his senses.