Facing Mu Qianxiao's crooked eyes, Song Qianxing still had no expression on her face.
"Yes." She said, "If I knew who was behind his being hit, why would I tell you so that you could protect him?"
The implication was that she really didn't know that Shen Haoxuan had said something related to Huo Jinbei, and it was even more impossible for her to take action against Shen Haoxuan because of this.
"But there is another possibility." Mu Qian said, "What if you want to personally help Brother Xiaobei avenge this matter and solve this matter?"
Song Qianxing opened her mouth and laughed.
"You really think highly of me." She said, "If I had this ability, I would have become you!"
After hearing this, Mu Qian just raised her eyebrows and smiled, without commenting.
Song Qianxing couldn't help but said: "You don't really think so, do you?"
"No." Mu Qian smiled, "I just like to make random guesses in all directions. Of course I know I can't be accurate. Besides, only a fool would do this. Why bother with such a person? It's not fun to live a good life.
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"It's good that you know." Song Qianxing said, then lowered her head and started eating again.
It's just that the food that was delicious and sweet before was suddenly tasteless when I put it in my mouth.
She paused, then finally raised her head to look at Mu Qian, and said, "Now that you know the real culprit behind Huo Jinbei's car accident, does Huo Jinxi also know about it? Then you will definitely help Huo Jinbei solve this problem."
Something?"
"Probably." Mu Qian said, "It depends on how Huo Jinxi operates."
"I don't care how he operates." Song Qianxing said, "But can I ask you for something?"
"Um?"
Song Qianxing said: "No matter what happens, don't involve Yibo."
"Well, it's just a trivial matter." Mu Qian said, "Don't you have anything else to tell me?"
"No." Song Qianxing answered bluntly.
Mu Qian still just smiled, and Song Qianxing glared at her, wishing to tear off her layer of smiley skin.
"What's in that bag behind you?" Mu Qian suddenly caught a glimpse of the paper bag behind her chair, "It's such a big bag."
Only then did Song Qianxing remember the main purpose of coming out to see her. She grabbed the bag and handed it to Mu Qian, "Please help me return Huo Jinbei's clothes to him."
After hearing this, Mu Qian couldn't help but slightly widen her eyes, as if looking at a hot potato, reluctant to reach out to pick it up.
"Hey!" Song Qianxing said, "It's just a little effort, and you're not even willing to do it. Is that how you make friends?"
Mu Qian clapped her hands, then reached out to take the bag and put it on the chair next to her. "I'm mainly afraid that if I hand this thing to him, he will kill me with his eyes."
"With your husband here, what do you have to be afraid of?" Song Qianxing said.
"Maybe." Mu Qian said, "Who knows what Brother Xiaobei looks like when he's fierce?"
Song Qianxing said: "It's not like that."
When Mu Qian heard this, she immediately looked at her, "What do you mean? Have you ever seen Brother Xiaobei look so fierce?"
Song Qianxing's face changed slightly and she denied it: "No."
"Oh." Mu Qian responded with a smile. She didn't know whether she really believed it or was just perfunctory.
Song Qianxing was too lazy to ask and continued to eat with her head down.
When the meal was almost finished, Mu Qian suddenly received a call from Huo Qiran, saying that her sister was having trouble at home and insisted that Mu Qian go back.
For Mu Qian, the child was too big, so naturally she couldn't stay with Qianxing any longer. After paying the bill, she left early.
Song Qianxing was left sitting alone in the private room. When he was considering whether to pack the leftovers for the large table, his eyes suddenly fell on the seat next to Mu Qian's seat just now.
There, the paper bag she brought remained intact!
Song Qianxing gritted her teeth uncontrollably.
Damn Mu Qian!
Twenty minutes later, when Song Qianxing walked out of the hotel carrying her intact clothes again, her cell phone suddenly rang.
She took out her mobile phone and when she saw Huo Jinbei's call, she felt like she was going crazy.
When will such a trivial matter come to an end?
Thinking of this, Song Qianxing directly answered the phone.
"Have you found the clothes?" Huo Jinbei asked him calmly, his voice as calm as ever.
Song Qianxing couldn't help but sneered and said, "You are really worried about a piece of clothing."
"Yeah." Huo Jinbei said, "That is my most expensive piece of clothing."
Song Qianxing gritted her teeth again, and then said: "I found it, don't worry, it's not lost. I'll send it to Huo's house for you. You can pick it up yourself when you have time."
"There is no one in the Huo family's old house now." Huo Jinbei said, "Instead of sending it there, you might as well send it directly to me."
"Where are you?" Song Qianxing asked rhetorically.
Huo Jinbei said: "Don't worry, I won't eat you."
Song Qianxing couldn't help but sneered, "Okay, I'll deliver it to you. It'll be easy if you finish it early. Send me the address."
After hanging up the phone, Song Qianxing quickly received an address on her phone, which was a villa community in the city center.
Song Qianxing took the subway as usual, but it didn't take long this time. In just over 20 minutes, she had arrived at the community that Huo Jinbei was talking about.
When she arrived at the gate of the community, the security guard asked her clearly about the purpose of her visit, and quickly sent a car to take her directly to Huo Jinbei's home.
Song Qianxing didn't expect Huo Jinbei to live in such a high-end place. She stared at the door in front of her expressionlessly for a while before reaching out and ringing the doorbell.
The door opened quickly, but the person standing behind the door was Ruan Yin.
Song Qianxing couldn't help but be startled.
As soon as he saw her, a warm smile immediately appeared on Ruan Yin's face, "Qianxing is here, come on, come in and sit down."
Song Qianxing came to her senses and said quickly: "No, no need, I'm here to deliver clothes to Huo Jinbei."
"We're already at the door of our house. If you don't even come in to sit down, then your auntie doesn't understand etiquette." Ruan Yin stretched out her hand and held her, "It's so cold outside, and auntie can't bear to let you come like this."
Let’s go.”
After saying that, Ruan Yin pulled her directly into the house.
The room was indeed warm. Song Qianxing walked in from the cold air and was fumed by the heater. Her whole mind was a little confused.
What made her even more confused was that as soon as she entered the door, she saw Huo Jinbei sitting at the dining table making dumplings.
The man who usually wore either a white doctor's robe or a black and gray dress seemed to have lost all his coolness at this time. A smoky gray pullover gave him an inexplicable sense of home.
Ruan Yin pulled Qianxing inside and said with a smile: "Jin Bei and I are making dumplings to eat later. You came just in time. Let's eat some together later. What fillings do you like?"