Mu Xiangqing and the three of them sat for a while and then left, and they didn't call Chen Chen to ask how Cheng Mengru was, Mu Xiangqing thought that he had done his best.

Mu Xiangqing and Hong Antong had just returned before they sat in the hot chairs, and Zhong Nanming also came back.

The housekeeper immediately arranged for the servants to prepare the reunion banquet.

After the banquet, Zhong Nanming also asked the servants who did not go home from vacation to eat.

Zhong Nanming raised his wine glass and slightly upturned the corners of his mouth, "Happy Chinese New Year's Eve."

Whatever they have in their hearts, the joy at this moment is at least real.

After toasting together, the table fell into silence, everyone ate their own food, and everyone was used to this atmosphere.

After the meal, everyone went back to their rooms, and the Zhong family had not kept the rules of the New Year together for a long time.

After Mu Xiangqing came out of the shower, she first had a video with her grandfather Mu Qingsong, and talked for a while before hanging up, and she sent a message to Sikong again.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Mu Xiangqing thought it was a maid who sent fruit, raised his eyes, and entered his father Zhong Nanming.

Zhong Nanming raised a smile, "Ah Qing, do you want to keep the New Year together?"

This question Zhong Nanming would ask Mu Xiangqing every year, but he was rejected, but he still came to ask it next year.

Mu Xiangqing pursed her lips, "Where?"

Zhong Nanming's nervous heart instantly let go, "The rooftop glass room, I see that there are stars tonight, and the heating is not cold."

"Okay."

Zhong Nanming said, "I'll go up first."

Mu Xiangqing nodded, stared blankly at the door closing, a trace of pleasure spread in his heart, the mobile phone in his hand vibrated and bowed his head.

It's a no-brainer to send a message.

"My grandfather told me to play chess, while waiting for the New Year, happy Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Happy Chinese New Year's Eve."

Mu Xiangqing got up after replying.

Walking up to the rooftop and into the glass room, I saw a thin blanket on the sofa, a lot of fruits and snacks on the coffee table, and drinks.

Zhong Nanming was originally working on the side, but when he saw his daughter coming, he immediately covered his laptop computer and walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down.

Mu Xiangqing casually picked up a bag of potato chips, opened it, and ate it.

Zhong Nanming was the first to speak, "What time will you go to your grandfather's house tomorrow?"

"After breakfast."

Otherwise, her grandmother would have something to say.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Mu Xiangqing glanced at his father, he had a smile on his face, and then lowered his eyelashes and did not refuse.

He'll go on his own anyway, and it doesn't matter if they're together.

Zhong Nanming breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Do you want to skip a grade?"

Mu Xiangqing raised his eyes and asked, Zhong Nanming hurriedly explained, afraid that his daughter would think he was investigating her, "Principal Fei told me to jump to the third year?"

Mu Xiangqing suddenly understood, it must have been Ren Kaizhong who told Fei Chao, "Well, it's good to have experienced college life."

Zhong Nanming didn't ask her daughter if she was sure, she must be sure of what she wanted to do.

And she's really busy right now, about the same as herself.

"Is Sikong still going to teach?"

"No, he's busy."

Mu Xiangqing said, "Go back to his grandfather's house, and go back to Jing City on the second day of junior high school."

When asked about Sikong, Zhong Nanming thought of his parents, who were a very good couple, and asked, "His parents didn't come back?"

"Nope."

"Did anyone from the Sikong family look for him?"

Mu Xiangqing reached out and took a sip of hot milk, and said lightly, "Found it, and found me."

Zhong Nanming's face changed slightly in an instant, his eyes flashed sharply, and at the same time, a trace of fear rose in his heart, "Are you okay?" Why didn't you tell me?"

Mu Xiangqing asked rhetorically, "Do you think I look like I'm in trouble?"

Zhong Nanming's eyes were covered with apologies, he lowered his eyelashes, and looked at his hands that were clasped together, "I'm sorry, Dad wasn't by your side at the time."

Mu Xiangqing didn't expect that a rhetorical question would make her father blame herself, holding the hand of the potato chips

His fingers clenched, "I'm fine, I can fix it."

As everyone knows, the more sensible Mu Xiangqing is, the more distressed Zhong Nanming is.

His daughter was supposed to be carefree and pampered, without any worries.

But seeing her so good, he couldn't hide his pride.

Looking at the whole Jing City, his daughter is the best among the youth, even in Bei'an.

Mu Xiangqing was very unhappy when he saw that he was still with his head down, and pursed his lips, "I'm nineteen years old, I've grown up, I can protect myself."

Zhong Nanming suppressed his self-blame when he heard this, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Xiangqing with a smile and trust, "Dad knows, you are great."

It's just that Dad didn't do his part.

Even if Zhong Nanming didn't say this, Mu Xiangqing could guess that she didn't want to continue to dwell on this issue, so she changed the topic, "Has my aunt been at peace recently?"

"Well, she is enough for the position of vice president, you don't have to worry about her."

The two chatted until midnight was approaching.

Zhong Nanming picked up the thin blanket on the side, "Ah Qing, let's go outside and count down."

Mu Xiangqing was actually not cold, but he knew that in his father's eyes, she would always be a child, so he reached out and took the drape.

The two of them walked out of the glass room and looked up at the dark sky, but with countless stars hanging from it.

Mu Xiangqing took out his mobile phone and prepared to send a voice message to Sikong Jue after midnight.

Zhong Nanming lifted his watch and counted down, "Ten, nine... Two, one."

Mu Xiangqing pressed the voice, but she also looked at Zhong Nanming, "Happy New Year."

This voice was addressed to them at the same time.

Zhong Nanming looked at his daughter after counting down, met her smiling eyes, and realized that she was also saying to herself, and her heart swelled with warmth, "Happy New Year."

The next second, "Bang..."

The entire dark sky lit up, and bright sparks bloomed.

Mu Xiangqing didn't expect fireworks at all, her clear and smiling eyes were illuminated, and she asked in surprise, "What did you prepare?"

"Hmm."

Zhong Nanming prepares every year, but every time Mu Xiangqing doesn't come, sometimes he goes to Mu's house after a reunion dinner.

"Do you like it?"

Mu Xiangqing looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky, and his eyes were a little hot.

And she soon found out that the shape of the fireworks was to her liking, so her father should have prepared for a long time and put a lot of thought into it.

It's not precious, but it's important.

For so many years, what Mu Xiangqing wanted in his heart was this, what his father cared about and thought.

"I like it." Mu Xiangqing choked with joy in his throat.

In two simple words, Zhong Nanming is like getting a treasure, as long as his daughter likes it, everything he does is worth it.

He finally realized that he had done something wrong before.

Zhong Nanming walked to the table on the side, picked up some fairy sticks, walked back with a lighter and handed them to his daughter, "Do you want to play?"

Mu Xiangqing lowered her head and smiled, she loved to play the most when she was a child, and reached out to take it.

This year was the best life for these two fathers and daughters after losing their wives and mothers.

Mu Xiangqing woke up the next day, thinking of watching fireworks yesterday, the corners of her mouth turned up, she sat up and picked up her mobile phone, there were a lot of messages sent, and she replied one by one.

Seeing the message from her cousin Mu Feiyu, her eyes instantly refreshed, her clear eyes were cold, she called back, pressed the speakerphone, and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Dudu..."

"Qing."

"Cousin, what did the Mu family send?" Mu Xiangqing walked into the bathroom and put the phone on the mobile phone holder on the side.

Mu Feiyu replied, "The photo of the share book, that's 15 percent, they shouldn't know that my dad has returned."

"Of course they don't know, I've erased all traces, and he's no longer useful to the Mu family, so he won't pay much attention." Mu Xiangqing wiped his face, his delicate white and tender face was covered with coldness at the moment, "It's good to come to provoke on the first day of the Lunar New Year, what about grandpa?"

"Grandpa saw it, he wasn't angry, will you come over later?"

"Bye-bye."

Mu Xiangqing originally wanted to wait for the New Year to calculate slowly, hehe.

If her grandfather hadn't known about this in advance, I'm afraid he would have been angry, and it was possible to be angry in the hospital during the New Year, the Mu family was ruthless enough and vicious enough.

Since you are anxious, then go with your wishes, and don't even think about this year.

Mu Xiangqing rinsed her mouth and picked up her mobile phone to change her clothes.

The clothes were sent by someone yesterday.

Wearing the clothes given by her boyfriend, Mu Xiangqing's mood recovered a little.

Five minutes later, when Mu Xiangqing went downstairs, the corners of his mouth were raised, and everyone was there.

"Grandmother, uncle, aunt." Mu Xiangqing's gaze fell on Zhong Nanming's face, and there was a hint of awkwardness, "Dad."

This "Dad" almost made Zhong Nanming's eyes red, and he was also surprised, Mu Xiangqing called his father at most for so many years.

The heart lake is surging, and I am very excited. Z.br>

proves that his daughter has slowly forgiven him.

The others were also shocked and looked at Mu Xiangqing in a daze.

Mu Xiangqing pursed her lips and looked away, unnatural.

Hong Antong hooked her lips, this cousin is tsundere.

Zhong Nanming also saw that his daughter was embarrassed, and spoke, "Okay, let's greet the New Year."

Mu Xiangqing and Hong Antong greeted the New Year in turn, received big red envelopes from several elders, and then the housekeeper led a group of servants and bodyguards to receive red envelopes.

After dinner, Mu Xiangqing went upstairs, and Hong Antong followed, "Last night's fireworks were very beautiful, very happy."

"Well, it's fun." Mu Xiangqing didn't stop, "Haven't you set off yet?"

Hong Antong said, "My mother is still preparing gifts, and you know that there are a lot of people on my father's side, so you want to go out?"

"Well, go to my grandfather's, I'll bring you back your red envelope."

Hong Antong is not worried about this.

Mu Xiangqing went back to the room and picked up the bag, put down a few red envelopes and put them on the dresser.

Hong Antong followed Mu Xiangqing downstairs again.

Yue Yuxiu saw Mu Xiangqing holding a bag in her hand, and frowned displeased, "Ah Qing, you have to go out, someone will come from the side branch later, you are not very rude."

Mu Xiangqing stopped, "Oh, it's good for you to entertain at home."

Before Yue Yuxiu could say anything about it, Zhong Nanming spoke first, "Mom, they didn't come so early, Ah Qing and I went to my father-in-law's and will be back soon."

Yue Yuxiu could only watch Zhong Nanming's father and daughter leave in the end.

Hong Antong stepped forward to comfort Yue Yuxiu and divert her attention.

Mu Xiangqing originally drove by herself, but when she saw that her father had opened the back door, she turned her ankle and sat in.

In the car, Zhong Nanming was still very excited.

Mu Xiangqing looked out the window, and when she crossed the tunnel, she saw the smile on her father's face from the window, and her clear eyes were bent.

Sometimes don't be so persistent, people are indeed much more relaxed.