"I'm sorry..." Xia Tong was very sorry. She just remembered that Shen Yin once said that Qin Muzhen's biological mother, Mrs. Darcy, died twenty years ago. And it seemed that it was because Qin Hansheng fell in love with a teenager. His mother was so angry that she died of hatred.
But when she saw her photo today, she was very curious, how could a little girl have such great charm and steal Qin Hansheng's heart from the ultimate beauty, Mrs. Darcy?
"It's okay." Qin Muzhen carefully put the photo in the drawer: "My mother has been dead for twenty years, and she has no feeling at all."
"Yeah." Xia Tong nodded without saying anything.
For a moment, the two faced each other, but they didn't know what to say and seemed very embarrassed.
Qin Mujie asked: "You came here with Gu Haoran, right? You fell into the water just now. Why didn't I see him? Where did he go?"
"Oh..." Xia Tong replied: "He originally came with me, but something happened in the company, and I was anxious for him to solve it. So I said I would come first, and he would come over after he finished handling it."
"Yeah." Qin Mucai nodded, and then fell silent again.
The temperature in the room gradually increased, making the two people's faces burn. Xia Tong looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him and couldn't help but start to feel embarrassed.
Half a minute later, the two of them spoke at the same time: "That..."
"You go ahead and say it first." Qin Mu decided to be polite.
"You should say it first." Xia Tong was embarrassed.
Qin Mu hesitated for half a second, clasping his hands slightly at his side, and finally asked: "Are you free now?"
Xia Tong was stunned for a moment, then nodded numbly: "Yes."
"Can you accompany me to a place?" He said, "It won't take long, just a few hours back and forth."
Xia Tong thought about it and nodded: "Okay."
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Qin Muzhen took Xia Tong's hand to the underground garage, avoided the guests in the garden, and slipped out of the back door. The car bypassed Zuofeng Mountain and drove to another mountain not far away, twisting and turning. After walking for more than an hour, we stopped.
Xia Tong looked at the unfamiliar things around him, a little confused.
Qin Mujue took off his seat belt and said, "Get out of the car."
"here it is?"
"Take you to see my mother." He led her out of the car.
Mother? Mrs. Darcy?
When he said he took her to see his mother, did he mean to see her tomb? Why did he take her there?
Xia Tong's mind was full of questions, and he led him numbly towards the mountain. After walking through the mountains and forests for more than ten minutes, he saw a small house. Qin Mushi stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, an old man appeared. A foreigner came out shakily. He looked a bit older, his blond hair had turned gray, and his dark blue eyes were slightly cloudy.
When the old man saw Qin Mujue coming, a happy smile appeared on his face: "Are you here?"
Qin Muzhao supported him with one hand: "Uncle Jone, how are you doing recently?"
"Okay, okay, you always bring food, drink, health products, and medicine. How can you be in poor health?" The old man spoke fluent Chinese. He smiled and suddenly noticed the person behind Qin Mujue. Xia Tong narrowed his eyes and asked, "Mu Jue, is this your wife?"
Xia Tong was a little embarrassed and quickly denied: "Grandpa, I'm not, I'm just a friend of Mr. Qin."
The old man held Xia Tong tremblingly, with a kind expression on his face: "Our Mu Jue is a good boy. He has never brought a girl here before. Little girl, you have to hold on to him..."
Xia Tong smiled coquettishly and could only reply: "Yes, yes..." He raised his head and glanced at Qin Mukai involuntarily, but he happened to catch his casual gaze, which made him even more embarrassed.
Qin Muzhen chatted with the old man named Jone for a long time before saying goodbye. He took out a flashlight and a bouquet of flowers from the car and walked towards the mountains.
Without waiting for Xia Tong to ask, he explained: "Uncle Jone was my mother's servant in Denmark. Later, after my mother married my father, he came to China with her. After my mother died, he was unwilling to leave and said he would
He was guarding my mother's grave. So I built a house nearby for his convenience."
"Denmark?" Xia Tong was slightly surprised: "Is your mother Danish?"
"Not completely Danish." Qin Muzhen said: "My grandfather is a first-class Duke of Denmark, and my grandmother is from Hong Kong, China, so my mother is of Chinese and Danish descent."
"Your family is really complicated..." Xia Tong clicked her tongue, remembering that Qin Muzhen's special pair of dark blue eyes should be inherited from his mother.
After walking for another twenty minutes, the two people stopped in front of a tombstone. It was an almost simple tomb, with a simple tombstone erected and nothing built. It was not at all in line with the Qin family's usual luxurious style.
.
On the tombstone, a woman smiled and had gentle eyes.
Qin Muzhen placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, knelt down, and kowtowed quietly a few times. He had never seen him so groveling. Xia Tong was stunned for a moment, and then knelt side by side with him.
"Did you know?" He suddenly said next to him: "Today is my mother's memorial day."
"Ah?" Xia Tong was surprised: "But today is not Qin Muxuan's..." He immediately shut up again, fearing that he would say the wrong thing again.
"Twenty years ago, the night my mother died was the day Mu Hyun was born." He paused: "Mu Hyun and I are half-brothers."
Xia Tong looked sideways at his tense profile and said nothing. Vaguely, she seemed to understand everything.
For some reason today, he suddenly spoke a lot: "Qin Hansheng and his mother, to use a very clichéd saying, are a marriage. Our Qin family has been in business for generations, and although we have accumulated a lot of wealth, in real life
In the eyes of the nobles, he was always a businessman full of copper. And my grandfather was a member of the Danish royal family and had a distinguished family background. Once his mother married, the Qin family would immediately be filled with glory. But Qin Hansheng did not love his mother and always
Neither of them loved me. It wasn't until I was six years old that he truly met the love of his heart, Mu Xun's mother - Mo Yuxi."
"What kind of woman is Mo Yuxi?" Xia Tong asked.
"Woman?" Qin Muxuan smiled, "She's not considered that yet. When she met Qin Hansheng, she was only a fifteen-year-old girl. She had just turned seventeen when she gave birth to Qin Muxuan."
Xia Tong smacked her tongue: "Your father really... actually fell in love with a 15-year-old girl, and even got her pregnant with his child."
Qin Mucai smiled coldly: "Qin Hansheng was a playboy when he was young. He was rich, good-looking and understood women's thoughts. Naturally, all kinds of women rushed to join him. Even after he married my mother later,
, there are still a lot of romantic affairs.”
Xia Tong was speechless.
"Later, after he met the girl named Mo Yuxi, he suddenly changed his mind and never touched those unscrupulous women outside. My mother was very happy at first. Although she knew about Mo Yuxi's existence,
One more is better than countless others, but what she didn't expect was that since her father fell in love with Mo Yuxi, he basically never came home. Even the night she died, Qin Hansheng stayed
Being by Mo Yuxi's side is just to wait for Qin Muxun's birth..."
Xia Tong covered her mouth in surprise: "How could this be possible..."
Qin Mujie shook his head, seeming a little helpless about the past: "After my mother died, Qin Hansheng wanted to take Mo Yuxi to the Qin family several times, but he was opposed by his grandfather. Qin Hansheng originally wanted to wait for his grandfather a hundred years before marrying Mo Yu.
Xi came in, but that woman was also unlucky. She died in a car accident before my father could pick her up. My father was so distraught that he could only pick up Qin Muxun, and he never touched another woman again.
."
After hearing this, Xia Tong couldn't help but sigh: "Your mother has been so wronged in her life. With her appearance and demeanor, it should be easy to find a good man who loves you. But she met your father and wasted it unjustly."
lifetime."
Afterwards, the two of them bowed a few more times and decided to go back.
At this moment, it suddenly started raining in the mountains and forests. It was just a drizzle at first, and soon it became a heavy downpour. The big raindrops fell down, making it cold and painful.
This mountain is a barren mountain with little development, so there are mud roads all the way. Because of the rain, it became sticky and slippery. Xia Tong almost fell down several times, but Qin Mujue caught him every time.
The two of them walked and moved, and finally returned to Uncle Jone's small house. Jone lit a charcoal fire, and handed two cups of warm milk to Qin Muzhen and Xia Tong respectively. Xia Tong reluctantly
There is some warmth.
Qin Muzhen took a blanket from the room and covered her: "You just had a cold during the day today, be careful of catching a cold."
Xia Tong nodded gratefully. This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the white-haired old man. The old man laughed without knowing why. Both Xia Tong and Qin Muxue, who were laughing, looked away in embarrassment and looked elsewhere.
The old man said: "You can sleep in my room tonight. Anyway, I have an extra room."
"How can that be done?" Xia Tong and Qin Muzhe said at the same time, again embarrassed.
Qin Muxie coughed dryly and said, "I don't care, but Miss Xia has something to do later. I want to send her away when the rain stops."
The old man stroked the beard on his chin and said: "Based on my experience of living on this mountain for twenty years, I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while. Besides, this is not Zuofeng Mountain. There is nothing good on the mountain."
Road, it’s raining heavily now, and the road is slippery and steep, so it’s easy to get into accidents while driving. It’s better to wait until the weather clears tomorrow before leaving.”
After the old man finished speaking, he asked Xia Tong with a smile: "What do you think, Miss Xia?"
Uh... the old man spoke like this, Xia Tong couldn't refuse, so he could only say: "Then I'll bother Uncle Jone."
The old man was indeed right. The rain continued from the afternoon to the evening, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. And I don’t know if it was due to the geographical location. The mobile phone could not receive the signal at all, and it was impossible to communicate with it.
External contacts.
In the end, Xia Tong had no choice but to obey the old man's arrangement and decided to stay here temporarily for one night.
Jone packed up the room and walked out, just in time to meet Qin Mujie who was about to enter the door. Jone pulled Qin Mujie not far away, with a weird smile on his wrinkled face, and whispered: "Boy, I've already
Everything has been prepared for you. Whether you can succeed or not depends on you..."