With a "pop" sound, Mu Qian was hit so hard that her neck twisted.
The male companion next to Rong Qingzi seemed more surprised than Mu Qian, and looked at Rong Qingzi in surprise.
Many people watching the art exhibition around were also startled by the movement, and they all turned their heads to look here.
But Mu Qian's expression was still calm and calm. She touched her face and raised her eyes to look at Rong Qingzi.
Rong Qingzi's face was very ugly, and she looked at Mu Qian with a gloomy look, "You are deliberately trying to make me unhappy, aren't you?"
"How could I purposely make things difficult for you?" Mu Qian looked at her, and then at the peony painting in front of her, "Today is my father's birthday, and it just so happened that Uncle Fang was holding an art exhibition. In order to commemorate my father, Fang
My uncle said he wanted to put a painting of my father’s in the exhibition, so I picked this one for him. Is it wrong?”
After hearing this, Rong Qingzi suddenly raised her hand again to hit Mu Qian again.
The male companion next to her saw this and quickly grabbed her, "Qingzi, what are you doing? How can you do it again and again in public?"
"She deserves to be beaten!" Rong Qingzi was furious, "She deserves to be beaten!"
Seeing her like this, Mu Qian suddenly smiled.
"Dad painted this peony for you. You clearly liked it before, but now you hate it so much?"
"Shut up!" Rong Qingzi suddenly became even more excited, ignoring the obstruction of the man beside her and almost pounced towards Mu Qian.
Such a big movement finally alerted Fang Miao and the on-site security personnel, and suddenly a crowd gathered around them.
Fang Miao hurried over and stopped Rong Qingzi, "Qingzi, what are you doing?"
"Why do you want to hang this painting here?" Rong Qingzi asked him fiercely, "She wants to make me unhappy, do you want to make me unhappy too?"
"Qingzi!" Fang Miao squeezed her shoulders hard, "Calm down!"
"I can't calm down!" Rong Qingzi raised her finger and pointed at Mu Qian, "Tell her to get out! Also, take down this painting for me! Burn it for me!"
While she was talking, Fang Miao broke free and walked to the painting. Regardless of the fact that the painting was framed by glass, she picked up the handbag in her hand and threw it at the painting.
Mu Qian suddenly rushed forward and protected the painting with her body.
The hard corner of Rong Qingzi's handbag suddenly hit her forehead, creating a gash and causing blood to flow down.
Seeing the bloodshed, the security personnel did not dare to neglect and stepped forward to restrain Rong Qingzi.
When reporters on the scene saw this, they all came forward and took random pictures.
"Qingzi, if you keep doing this, I'll have to ask someone to take you out!" Fang Miao said in a deep voice, and then winked at the security personnel.
Rong Qingzi was still very excited. When she was forcibly pulled away by the security personnel, her eyes still stayed on Mu Qian's side, angry and cold, as if... an enemy from her previous life.
Mu Qian stood in front of the peony painting, watching her being taken away quietly, her eyes always calm.
"Qian Qian, you're injured." Fang Miao then stepped forward to check on Mu Qian's condition, "I'll have someone take you to the hospital."
"No need, Uncle Fang." Mu Qian said, "It's just a small wound, it's okay. I'm really sorry for disturbing your art exhibition."
Fang Miao looked at her, "The most important thing is that you are okay."
"It's okay." Mu Qian casually wiped his forehead with a tissue, and then said, "Then I'll leave first. You can greet the other guests and don't let us ruin the exhibition."
As Mu Qian spoke, she turned around and walked out.
Fang Miao chased her all the way to the door. She blended into the crowd and left without looking back.
Half an hour later, Mu Qian had a car accident on the road - at an intersection with not many people or cars, she drove her car and hit a safety island.
The traffic police arrived quickly, but Mu Qian sat in the car without saying a word, so the traffic police had no choice but to take her back to the police station.
Mu Qian didn't contact anyone, but not long after, Qi Yuan arrived at the police station.
Mu Qian was sitting in a glass room and suddenly laughed when she saw Qi Yuan negotiating with the police outside.
After paying the bail and briefly recording a confession, Mu Qian was able to leave quickly.
Qi Yuan was waiting for her at the door. When he saw the injury on her forehead, he couldn't help but be startled, "Miss Mu, you are injured. Let me take you to the hospital."
"No need." Mu Qian didn't ask him why he came and just got into his car. "I booked a restaurant for dinner. Please send me there."
Qi Yuan was stunned, "Eat...eat?"
"Yes, it's a restaurant that's very difficult to reserve a seat for." Mu Qian said, "I made the reservation a month in advance."
This woman's brain circuit was indeed abnormal. Qi Yuan silently cursed in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions and just drove.
Qi Yuan sent Mu Qian to the restaurant, and when he returned to the company, a three-hour meeting just entered a short break.
Huo Jinxi was still reading documents in the conference room. When he heard his footsteps entering the door, he asked without raising his head: "What's going on?"
"She had a conflict with her mother and was in a bad state. She was distracted and ran into the safety island." Qi Yuan answered truthfully, "She was a little injured, but not serious. Now she went to the restaurant to eat."
Hearing this, Huo Jinxi raised his head and glanced at him.
Qi Yuan's breath was stagnant, and he explained in Mu Qian's words: "She said she had booked the place a month in advance and had to go."
Upon hearing this, Huo Jinxi raised his hand and looked at his watch.
August 16th should be... Mu Huaian's death?
Qi Yuan stood aside, quietly waiting for Huo Jinxi's instructions. However, Huo Jinxi said nothing and looked down at the documents again.
Qi Yuan waited for a moment, thinking that the incident was settled. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Huo Jinxi suddenly closed the documents in his hands and stood up, "Let Eric chair the next meeting."
Eric is the newly appointed head of the American branch and is slowly getting familiar with the company's business. This is why Huo Jinxi temporarily stays here to take charge of the overall situation.
But at this moment, seeing Huo Jinxi put down the pile of documents and walk out of the conference room without saying a word, Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment. When he walked out of the office again, Huo Jinxi was gone.
…
Mu Qian booked a Chinese restaurant. The chef of the restaurant left his hometown many years ago and settled in New York for decades. However, he rarely retained the original flavor of his hometown and was a very popular chef among gourmets.
Mu Qian was sitting alone in the private room, facing the table full of dishes, but she just sat motionless.
When Huo Jinxi pushed the door open, she didn't even react. It seemed like more than ten seconds had passed before she came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the man sitting opposite her.
"When Qi Yuan left, I was still thinking, would you come?" She looked at him, a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in her calm eyes, "You are really here."