"That's really funny. What I gave Xue Shao yesterday was a recording, not a video. What's more, I didn't ask Xue Shao to bring back one. Where did miss Xue get the video?" Mujiutian turned over, her black-and-white apricot eyes glared at her, and rolled up the corner of her mouth: "I don't know what's going on, so I came here to apologize for my sister, and I've already said that Miss Xue is still reluctant to let Miss Xue ER in a wheelchair come here in person."

The bottom of my eyes was clear, as if I could see through everything: "should I praise you for your sisterhood, or should I praise Miss Xue for her ingenuity?"

Hold the mobile phone tightly, Xue chuxue some difficult hook mouth: "I don't understand Miss Mu's meaning, maybe I made a mistake."

"It doesn't matter if you make a mistake, but don't find the wrong person. I'm sorry for the mistake." The voice is a little cool: "this matter is caused by Xue Weiliu. Xue Xijing has already apologized, so there is no need to bother Miss Xue to do it again."

"What's more, there's no need to convict Miss Xue er without knowing the truth."

She's not the one who's been shot.

There is no interest in getting involved in the battle for Gu Shaoqing.

If anyone could separate Gu Shaoqing's eyes from her, she would take the gift and go to the door to thank her.

With drooping eyes, Xue chuxue smiles awkwardly, holding the final mask: "I said I can't understand Miss mu, and I came to find Miss mu for Wei Liu sincerely. After all, it is clear in half the circle that Miss Mu is Gu Shao's new favorite."

Therefore, she came for Gu Shaoqing's face.

Shrugged, Mu Jiutian did not care about the smile: "that is my misunderstanding."

"Let Miss Mu misunderstanding is also I did not say clearly." Squeezing the bag in hand, Mu Jiutian looked at her and nodded coldly, maintaining a smile: "since the matter is open, then I will go ahead."

"Aunt Yu, see off."

Aunt Yu respectfully invited Xue chuxue out, turned around and looked at the breakfast which was almost untouched on the table. She sighed and advised: "Miss mu, do you want to have some more? You didn't have a good meal even after two meals, so your body can't stand it."

"I don't have much appetite."

With a wave of hands, Mujiu sweet nest in the sofa, only feel tired from the deepest part of the body rampant: "I'll go out in a while, come back in the evening, you don't have to cook my dinner."

Aunt Yu thought she would eat outside, so she didn't care.

He just tentatively said, "are you sure you don't want to tell me about this? I think it's quite noisy. Xue Shao and miss Xue come here one after another... "

"It's just a small thing." Closed eyes, light hook lips: "if you want to tell him to tell, there is no big obstacle."

Aunt Yu murmured, but she didn't say anything after all.

After ten minutes, mujiutian drove away from qingzhai.

The sun shines, and then the twilight comes, the woman's picture on the tombstone is still full of brilliant smile.

Mu Xiaodong stopped two meters away from Mu Jiutian. His well maintained face looked like a bit of speculation. The evening wind was slow, almost dispersing his voice: "I guess you are here."

"I thought you would come, too."

The black dress was blown up by the wind. She turned her eyes. Her long hair covered half of her small face. She knelt down for a day with cool feeling. The mist at the bottom of her eyes was like a cloud in the Abyss: "without Guo bishuang, are you going to come here to atone, or show your deep feelings?"

Mu Xiaodong frowned slightly and looked down at her: "after all, today is your mother's death day. Your mother doesn't like her, so I won't take her with me." After a pause: "what's more, I came here to see you."

"It seems that you don't have the bottom line of life."

His fingertips touched the rough stones on the ground, and his mojiutian hooked a cold and ethereal smile: "since I understand that she doesn't like Guo bishuang, why did she let Guo bishuang get angry and die when she jumped down from the roof of the fifth floor, her brain burst, and her flesh and blood became blurred."

Turn the eye to come over, the color of the eye bottom is red fruit, as if the impermanence of hell enchanting Soul: "in the past 20 years, I don't believe you have never dreamt of that picture."

Mu Xiaodong's face disappeared the last temperature, holding embarrassment, but finally shook his head: "wine sweet, you are not me, you will not understand my original situation."

"When your mother gave birth to you with dystocia, the doctor said it's hard to get pregnant again. Neither the Mu family nor the Mu group can be handed over to someone with a different surname. Your father must have a son." The big palm holding the chrysanthemum was slightly tightened, and the wrapping paper appeared layers of wrinkles: "I didn't want to divorce your mother, I just want to have a son. If she stepped back, it would be impossible for her to become the present...""The more you talk, the less worthy you are."

Smile, tone hidden in the light of ridicule, do not know is ridicule Mu Xiaodong, or ridicule who.

Glancing at the beautiful smile on the tombstone, it seems that everything in the world has never polluted her.

"There are many ways to solve the problem, such as test tube, surrogate and redundant." With a warm and piercing smile, she looked at him sideways: "you've never tried. What's the face to say that you are sad in front of my mother's grave? In the final analysis, all the statements are just making excuses for your dirty marriage infidelity. "

Kneeling for a day, the body wobbles, he quickly came forward to help mujiutian want to stand up action, but she mercilessly dodge.

Mu Xiaodong's face was a little embarrassed. He didn't stop after a pause. He wanted to put the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone.

"Take your flowers away."

His movements stopped.

I didn't look up. I just heard the sweet voice of Mujiu on my head with cold: "don't pollute my mother's grave."

"Mujiu is sweet."

After all, Mu Xiaodong's face was filled with frivolous anger: "anyway, I'm your father."

"Yes, I owe you my life." After moving her hands and feet, Mu Jiutian stood in front of Mu Xiaodong, blocking the smiling face on the grave: "but she doesn't owe you."

Smile: "she does not need to reincarnation on the road and you appear."

The big palm on his side tightened tightly, staring at the small face he had not seen in five years. Mu Xiaodong swallowed his anger, dropped his arm, and held the flowers: "I called you early in the morning. If you didn't answer, I called qingzhai. Aunt Yu said that you went out in the morning, and I guessed that you were here."

"And then?"

"Come home with me." He said to her eyes: "don't be stubborn. Come back with me. I'm your father after all. I'm related to you by blood. I won't hurt you."

Won't hurt me?

Mujiu sweet eyes flashed a thick Satire: "so it's good for me to marry with me, and it's good for me to threaten me with my mother's ashes. Even if you know that Gu Shaoqing is my boyfriend, it's good for me to separate me from him?"

The finger pinched the bridge of the nose, and Mu Xiaodong had a headache: "if you marry the Wu family, you can be sure that you will be prosperous for the rest of your life. What's wrong with Mrs. Wu? Your mother's ashes were not returned to you, but were buried in this tomb? Finally, Gu Shaoqing... "He said with a smile:" you should have made a deal with Gu Shaoqing. I don't know what it is, but it's not good. "

Step forward, want to pull the arm of wine sweet: "rather than practice yourself like this, it's better to go home with me."