Mu Qian finished eating the noodles alone, tidied up randomly, opened the door and put a pile of garbage at the door, when Qi Yuan came back with Huo Qiran.
As soon as Huo Qiran saw Mu Qian open the door, he immediately ran into the house, as if he was afraid that he would be taken away.
Mu Qian looked at this scene and glanced at the man standing in front of him speechlessly, "Is your boss sick?"
Qi Yuan was not fooled, he just looked at her with a smile, "Huh?"
"He is obviously dissatisfied with my care for his son, yet he still wants to leave the child here with me. Isn't this some kind of illness?" Mu Qian leaned against the door, folded her arms and rolled her eyes.
Qi Yuan still just smiled, "Mr. Huo, he is really busy." After saying that, he looked at his watch and said, "Now he has returned to the company and is having a meeting with the United States."
Mu Qian just sneered.
Qi Yuan added: "For Mr. Huo, apart from Qi Ran, the most important thing is work. Now he can't take care of both. With Miss Mu helping to share his worries, Mr. Huo should be able to devote himself to his work with peace of mind."
Mu Qian stared at him for a while and then laughed, "Assistant Qi is really good at talking. He is worthy of being Mr. Huo's assistant."
Just as Qi Yuan was about to speak again, Mu Qian had already turned around and entered the room, closing the door with a bang.
Qi Yuan touched his nose and smiled.
By the time Qi Yuan rushed back to the company, it was already thirty minutes later. Huo Jinxi had led a group of senior executives to meet with the American side for more than an hour.
In this way, he was not in a hurry to enter the conference room and instead walked into the tea room.
Within two minutes, Huo Jinxi's secretary Zhuang Yan suddenly walked into the tea room in a hurry. When he saw Qi Yuan, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "You're back."
"What's wrong?" Qi Yuan asked, holding his own cup of coffee.
Zhuang Yan answered while making coffee: "Where did Mr. Huo go before the meeting? I always feel that he is... different when he comes back."
Qi Yuan said calmly: "I didn't go anywhere, I just went to see my son."
"There's no reason!" Zhuang Yan was puzzled, "You don't know how scary he was in the conference room just now. The executives on the American side said something and he refuted it. I saw the people on the other end of the video were almost crying."
"Mr. Huo has always been very demanding. It's not like you don't know that."
"Of course I know." Zhuang Yan had already made coffee as he spoke, "But today is different. Although he still looks the same as usual, a woman's intuition tells me that there is something different."
After saying that, she didn't wait for Qi Yuan's answer and hurried away with several cups of coffee.
Qi Yuan leaned against the table, listening to Zhuang Yan's rare and nervous footsteps, touching the bottom of the cup and thinking.
What will be the difference?
Mu Qian's cunning and charming face suddenly appeared in Qi Yuan's mind, and he seemed to realize something.
Could it be... dissatisfaction with desire?
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Mu Qian took Huo Jinxi's bank card and felt more at ease getting along with Huo Qiran. She gradually adapted to such a life, and even asked Ye Xi to borrow a car to take Huo Qiran to and from school every day.
That afternoon, while driving her car, she and Huo Qiran were stuck in the slow-moving traffic during the evening rush hour. While she was discussing what to eat for dinner with the child behind her who could not speak, a figure suddenly flashed across the front of the car.
Mu Qian was so shocked that she stepped on the brakes. The man quickly turned his head and glanced. At this glance, both of them were stunned.
The next moment, the man walked up to Mu Qian's car, quickly opened the passenger door and got into the car.