Du Ranran gritted her teeth and looked at these two people, how did they get together, did it start after she blocked Tang Qinxue?

"And." Tang Qinxue said again, "I heard that some time ago you slandered me, saying that I found someone to stab you!" I advise you to clear up those rumors quickly, or I will really stab you! ”

She took out the fruit knife she had just put in her bag and swung it twice at Du Ranran threateningly.

Du Ranran trembled, and the anger in her eyes was about to overflow, but she didn't say anything, and turned around and left.

"Are you alright?"

After Du Ranran's figure disappeared, Tang Qinxue looked at Wen Muyao and asked with a little worry.

Wen Muyao shook his head: "I'm fine, thank you today, I'll invite you to dinner another day." ”

"You don't need to eat, if you have any job opportunities in the future, just remember to introduce them to me."

Tang Qinxue's bluffing momentum just now dissipated, and her eyes were tinged with sadness.

She has always been a domineering person, and it was the first time for Wen Muyao to see her show such an expression, and she couldn't help but pause.

"Okay, I'll definitely contact you when I have a suitable job in the future."

Wen Muyao is really grateful to Tang Qinxue, if it wasn't for Tang Qinxue's sudden appearance today, she might have been stabbed by Du Ranran.

When Du Ranran went back, the unhealed wound on his shoulder was painful, and finally it gradually hurt to the point of unbearable, and he immediately checked it when he got home, only to find that the wound had cracked.

"Are you looking for Wen Muyao again?" Dong Zhuoyu looked at her dissatisfied, "Didn't I tell you not to be impulsive?" How are you going to do that kind of thing again. ”

Fortunately, someone came out to stop Du Ranran, otherwise she would have to clean up the mess for Du Ranran, it's really bad to have this girl.

"Mom, I'm so angry, what should I do now......"

"Let's go to the hospital." Dong Zhuoyu glanced at her and said lightly, "Didn't you always say that it was useless for you to be stabbed, now you know how to use it." ”

Du Ranran was stunned for a moment: "What does this mean......"

She paused in the middle of speaking, and she suddenly understood what Dong Zhuoyu meant.

"Okay, I'll call Yin Xiao now and ask him if he can come over to accompany me!"

Du Ranran's eyes lit up, if she could let Yin Xiao accompany her more, this knife would still have some meaning, she took out her mobile phone and dialed it......

……

After today's scene, Wen Muyao left the set and took a taxi to the hospital, she said that she would go to see Xiao Yao during the day.

"Mom, you're here!"

Xiao Yao was lying on the bed in a blue and white striped hospital gown and drawing, and when she saw Wen Muyao coming in, she immediately got up and pounced on her.

Wen Muyao walked over quickly to support his son, kissed his hair, and said with a smile: "I'm painting again, Xiaoyao likes painting so much, do you want to be a painter when you grow up?" ”

"It's not! Xiao Yao doesn't want to be a painter, Xiao Yao wants to go into business when he grows up and earn a lot of money for his mother to spend! ”

Wen Muyao was amused by his immature fairy tales, hugged his son in a circle, put him on the hospital bed, and the mother and son talked.

Xiao Yao just drew a landscape map, on which is an endless dark blue sea, and a silver galleon can be seen on the horizon of the sea, Wen Muyao likes it very much, and when he left, he took the painting with him, and planned to frame it and hang it in the house.

Watching her mother go out, Wen Xiaoyao put away her smile and took out another painting from under the pillow.

This is a portrait of a colored pencil painting, and the level is very powerful compared to children of the same age, but after all, it was drawn by children, and the lines are not particularly neat.

The painting is a man in a suit, and his facial features are drawn as much as possible according to the photos on his mobile phone, but the painting is still not very similar.

Xiao Yao turned on his phone and looked at the frontal photo of the man speaking at the financial summit downloaded from the Internet, his eyes were a little straight.

Who the hell is this uncle, and he looks too similar......

He knew that his mother didn't want to know too much about him, but he just couldn't help it.

Because even if he hadn't met, just looking at the photo of this uncle like this, he felt inexplicably kind, and this feeling was amazing.