Mu Qian said this in a moderate voice, and there were pedestrians passing by. When they heard this, they couldn't help but turn their heads and look over.
Although Huo Qiran has faced this situation of being "tricked" by his mother countless times since he was a child, and has long been used to it, but the topic this time was really exciting. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Mu Qian,
"Mom, isn't it good for a child to hear such words?"
"Tsk, tsk, you are already old enough to be a father, are you still a child?" Mu Qian said.
Huo Qiran bent down and picked up the little girl in front of him, "Isn't this a child?"
The little girl was picked up by him, but her clear eyes still stayed on his face, looking at him curiously.
Mu Qian touched the child's face and said, "What can such a young child understand? Do you really think of yourself as your father? Hey, let me take a closer look. The little girl's features look quite similar to yours. No.
It’s really yours!”
Huo Qiran felt dumbfounded. He looked carefully at the little girl's features, but he didn't see anything that looked like him.
It's just that she has a bright and bright round face, which is vaguely... familiar.
Before Huo Qiran could find out the familiarity in his memory, he suddenly heard a scream not far away. When he looked up, he saw a person wearing a doll costume. After looking around, his eyes fell on this
Bian, hurriedly ran over.
It could be seen that it was very anxious, but when it was about to approach them, it suddenly paused, then walked up to them again, stretched out its hand to the little girl, and shouted: "Xi Xi!"
But it was a female voice, coming out through the hood, which was a bit muffled and hard to hear clearly.
"Auntie!" the little girl called her out loud, then pointed at Huo Qiran as if to her, "Dad!"
Through the thick doll clothes, Huo Qiran seemed to see the figure stiffen suddenly, and then she hurriedly took the child from Huo Qiran's arms and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child is not sensible, I have caused trouble for you.
Sorry for the trouble, I’m really sorry.”
Her doll costume was obviously too big and she was a little top-heavy. She was so anxious to pick up the baby that she almost lost her balance and swayed.
Huo Qiran quickly reached out his hand to help her, and she backed away a little while busy thanking her.
Seeing this, Mu Qian said, "It's a hot day. It's so hot wearing such a suit. Take off your hood and talk."
"If I can't do it, the boss will scold me." She said, "Thank you."
She wanted to turn around and leave, but the little girl was not happy anymore and kept pushing into Huo Qiran's arms, "Daddy, daddy..."
"Xixi, dear, this is not daddy." She quickly comforted the little girl softly, "We can go home after my aunt gets off work for half an hour."
But the little girl suddenly became awkward, as if she was sure of Huo Qiran's words.
Huo Qiran stood nearby. Feeling slightly embarrassed, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you working here with your child? Are you alone? It's not safe for such a small child. You just said there are still half a child left to work."
I'll get off work in an hour, if you don't mind, I can help you take care of the child."
"No, no, no." The person behind the hood said repeatedly, "I really appreciate your kindness. I can do it myself and won't disturb you. Thank you."
She hugged the little girl and took two steps back. However, just as she turned around, the little girl struggled and suddenly overturned her huge hood——
Under the huge hood, a somewhat messy ball head was exposed.
She didn't react the moment the hood was lifted, and looked back in confusion.
It was a very young face. The beautiful oval-shaped face was bright red, covered with sweat, and even the hair was completely wet. It should have looked extremely pitiful, but the eyes were still bright and clear, adding to the beauty of the face.
A bit bright and well-behaved.
Mu Qian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't expect the person inside to be so young.
But next to her, Huo Qiran was stunned. Before he could determine what was flashing in his mind, he unconsciously opened his mouth: "Scenery..."
The girl opposite was shocked. Only then did she realize that her hood had been lifted. She stood there awkwardly. After a moment, she suddenly smiled brightly and said, "Hi, Huo Qiran."
Mu Qian's brows instantly rose higher and she turned to look at her son.
And the memories flashing through Huo Qiran's mind finally slowly fit into the face in front of him, "Jing Li?"
Jing Li smiled brighter instantly, with a little bit of embarrassment and shyness, "You still remember me."
Huo Qiran nodded slowly, and then said to Mu Qian: "Mom, this is my classmate in the next class in high school, Jing Li."
When Mu Qian heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "Hello, Jing Li."
"Hello, ah——" Jing Li hurriedly bent slightly to say hello, but was stunned when she saw Mu Qian clearly. The word "aunt" disappeared before she could say it. After a moment's pause,
Involuntarily, it turned into, "——Mrs. Huo?"
Over the years, as the manager of Huai'an Painting Hall, Mu Qian has held grand art exhibitions one after another and trained several well-known young painters. She can be said to be a well-known figure in the art world of Tongcheng. She is also good at socializing and often
Appearing on social media as the protagonist, his popularity is as good as that of celebrities.
Therefore, Jing Li recognized her immediately.
However, after recognizing it, Jing Li seemed a little panicked.
She looked at Mu Qian and then at Huo Qiran, "Mrs. Huo, is this your mother?"
"Yes." Huo Qiran smiled and nodded.
"Then aren't you...the Huo family——" Before the question came out, Jing Li herself realized the redundancy of the words.
His name is Huo Qiran, and Mrs. Huo is his mother, so who else could he be?
Of course he is the son of the famous Huo family, Huo Jinxi and Mu Qian.
This realization seemed to shock her. She digested it for a while before finally accepting it. Mu Qian asked with a smile: "Why, isn't my son not like me?"
Jing Li pursed her lips in embarrassment, then smiled and said: "It's not that they don't look alike, it just doesn't look like mother and son..."
The words were a bit confusing. She quickly waved her hand and wanted to reorganize the words, but Huo Qiran changed the subject and asked her: "Are you working part-time here?"
"Yeah." Jing Li smiled and nodded, and then she suddenly realized something. She turned around and looked at the door of the store where she was originally staying. She picked up the hood on the ground and said, "I'm sorry.
, I haven’t finished my work yet, so I won’t tell you more now. The boss will scold me later..."