On this day, Mu Qian was particularly relaxed and leisurely.
Lin Su was rarely free in the morning, so he had breakfast with her and then took her to the auction house.
The purpose of Lin Su's trip was originally for an oil painting, but when Mu Qian praised the set of sapphire jewelry, he raised his sign.
There were other competitors in the same field, but Lin Su finally won it at a sky-high price.
It wasn't until the auctioneer dropped the hammer that Mu Qian chuckled and said, "Mr. Lin, it turns out you have the potential to be taken advantage of!"
Lin Su heard the words and said slowly: "It's hard to buy a good heart, as long as there are people who appreciate it, that's the value. I wonder if Miss Mu is willing to reward her?"
Mu Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud. After laughing, she nodded again, "You bought it all, so I'll reluctantly keep it for you for a while!"
As soon as the auction ended, reporters who had heard about it were already waiting at the door.
Lin Su never accepts interviews, while Mu Qian is accustomed to all pointed questions and can always maintain a bright and decent smile without saying a word.
Even so, the news that Lin Su bought a set of sapphire jewelry at a sky-high price and gave it to Mu Qian spread throughout the city within an hour.
In the afternoon, Lin Su returned to the company, and Mu Qian uploaded photos of the entire set of jewelry on her social media account after returning home.
She had applied for this account for a long time, but had never posted anything and only had a few fans. However, thanks to the power of social networks, half an hour later, her post had been retweeted thousands of times. After another ten minutes, she had retweeted it.
Breaking 10,000, the data continues to rise.
Mu Qian made herself a pot of scented tea, and while drinking tea, she admired people's craziness on social networks.
When she was reading the private message with great interest, the incoming call page suddenly replaced the private message page. Mu Qian frowned and answered the phone.
"Hello, Miss Mu, I am Qi Yuan. Mr. Huo asked me to pick you up and take you to my old house."
Mu Qian couldn't help but feel stagnant after hearing this.
At this moment, Huo Jinxi asked Qi Yuan to pick her up. Was it to cooperate with her in building momentum, or simply for her grandfather?
But no matter what the reason was, she shouldn't refuse.
Having come this far, there was no reason for her to give up her entire plan just because of Huo Jinxi.
"I'm at home." Mu Qian replied calmly, "You can come over later."
At 4:30 in the afternoon, Qi Yuan successfully picked up Mu Qian, crossed half of the city in the evening rush hour traffic, and delivered Mu Qian to the Huo family's former residence more than an hour later.
At dusk, the unpopular manor became increasingly desolate.
Mu Qian opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly walked into the house.
Mu Qian paused the moment she entered the door.
The hall without lights was dimly lit, and the quaint old-style furniture had blurred outlines. Only a white shirt was clearly visible.
Huo Jinxi was sitting alone on the sofa. The moment Mu Qian walked in, he happened to light a cigarette. The dancing flames illuminated his lowered brows, which made him look lazy, indifferent, but dangerous.
Mu Qian never expected that Huo Jinxi would be here at this time.
The legendary workaholic, shouldn't he be working overtime in the company at this moment?
"What happened to grandpa?" Mu Qian asked.
Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes and glanced at her casually, but Mu Qian could no longer see the emotion in his eyes clearly.
She didn't stay long and ran straight upstairs.
Upstairs, there was no one.
Mu Qian stood at the door of Mr. Huo's room, stood quietly for a moment, and slowly thought about it.
Huo Jinxi didn't want to help her build momentum, nor did he want to pick her up for the old man.
He wanted to see her, that's all.
But what was there that was worthy of him taking the time to see her alone in this house?
Mu Qian walked to the stairs and slowly went downstairs.
The light in the room seemed to be getting darker, but Huo Jinxi was still sitting peacefully on the sofa. Except for the flickering scarlet between his fingers, he couldn't see any movement.
For a moment, Mu Qian felt that the hairs on her neck stood up.
But she is a person who is willing to risk her life, so what does she have to be afraid of?
She walked downstairs, sat next to Huo Jinxi, and turned on a small table lamp next to the sofa.
The orange light cast a gentle halo around the sofa. There was a glass of whiskey with ice on the coffee table in front of him. There was a circle of fine water droplets around the glass, showing that it had not been moved for a long time.
The air is full of ambiguous and confusing smells.
Mu Qian was quiet for a moment and looked at the man beside her, "What do you want, Mr. Huo?"
Huo Jinxi slowly raised his eyes and blew a smoke ring on Mu Qian's face.