Chapter 872

The doctor glanced at the dazzling array of figures on the check, and a glimmer of joy flashed through it. It must be a satisfactory price.

"I understand. You can rest assured." The doctor's tone was modest and nodded repeatedly.

Mu Qingqing put on her sunglasses. She didn't want to let unimportant people see her vulnerability and grief. She just put the inspection report neatly into her handbag and planned to get up and leave.

The doctor called Mu Qingqing. As a special doctor of Mohist School for many years, he was really worried about the situation of Mo Liancheng. He said, "Mrs. Mo, it's better to...". I have something else to do. Let's go first. "

"Good, good..."

before the doctor's voice was heard, Mu Qingqing's figure had disappeared in the office, leaving only a door that was still slightly swinging with the draught.

After leaving the hospital, Mu Qingqing drove aimlessly around the road and finally went to the cemetery.

Mu Qingqing was slightly stunned. He didn't react at all. How could he drive the car here.

However, it was just because she came here that Mu Qingqing remembered that from her pregnancy to childbirth, she had only come to the cemetery once to see the two elders of the Mu family.

Busy fighting, busy hating, busy robbing. Everything, let Mu Qingqing feel exhausted.

Mu Qingqing stood in front of the tombstone of his father and mother for a long time. He had a lot of tangles and figured out a lot. In the end, her face turned cloudy and sunny, showing a long lost light.

"Thank you, mom and dad. I think I know what I should do."

After leaving the cemetery, Mu Qingqing went directly back to her rented apartment. She simply cleaned up her little courtesies and gave the servant a holiday. She was impatient to leave the place.

Just as soon as he opened the door, song Yanshu happened to be standing at the door. He was about to raise his hand and ring the doorbell. He saw Mu Qingqing open the door, so he said with a faint smile, "how do you know I want to come to you?"

Mu Qingqing's face was embarrassed, but she still spoke calmly, "what can I do for you?"

"You are under too much pressure during this period. My grandparents called me yesterday and said that a new batch of high-quality Yunling clay had arrived in the shop, and the quality of the pottery made was particularly good. Why don't we try it? It's decompression. "

Yan Shuxing said in a rush, looking a little excited.

However, before Mu Qingqing responded, song Yanshu's Yu Guang just landed on a suitcase behind Mu Qingqing's side, and his face suddenly sank. He pointed to the luggage in surprise and said, "are you... Going out?"

"Where to? Travel? Or... "

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly. Although she looked polite, she made her whole body uncomfortable. She didn't give song Yanshu the chance to speculate, but abruptly interrupted him, "I'm going to move to Liancheng for a while, and I won't be back in a short time."

Hearing that Mu Qingqing said that he would move to live with Mo Liancheng, song Yanshu's face turned blue gray in an instant, with a trace of penetrating cold light, "are you... Are you making up with him?"

"Yes..."

Mu Qingqing smiles and shrugs. She does not intend to answer song Yanshu's question head-on. So he pulled the suitcase and pulled it out of the door. He locked the door neatly and turned to look at Song Yanshu.

"In fact, I have no interest in ceramic art, and I don't have any talent. Thank my grandparents for helping me. I hope you can make more excellent works." Mu Qingqing narrowed her eyes and gave a gentle smile. The politeness and strangeness in her words almost cooled song Yanshu's heart.

"Qing Qing!"

Song Yanshu was calm, until Mu Qingqing came to the elevator room, he immediately caught up with her and stopped her, "is something wrong? Why do you want to move back? Do you forget the pain when you get rid of the scar? "

Mu Qingqing was stunned for a moment. Until the elevator opened the door with a jingle of the elevator, she gave a light smile, exposed her white teeth, and turned into the elevator.

Mu Qingqing's hand pressed on the door opening button, did not immediately release, but calmly said to song Yanshu, "life is so long, sad will hurt, injection will hurt, accidentally hit the corner of the table will also hurt. But if each of the pain points, must firmly remember, it is also too tired. I'm afraid the brain capacity is not enough, ha ha...

"well, I'm very happy to be a neighbor with you. I have time to eat together." With that, Mu Qingqing waved her hand with song Yanshu, and the moment when her eyes were opposite was severely blocked by the gradually closed elevator door. It seemed that it was not just a look. In Song Yanshu's opinion, it seemed that if there was any relationship between them, their lives would be cut off.

A deep sense of powerlessness instantly surrounded song Yanshu's cold heart, as if it was not easy to climb to the top of the mountain, there was a kick down the valley.Song Yanshu's delicate and beautiful facial features gradually became gloomy. Even though the evil eye light disappeared, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand and landed heavily on the elevator door. A deep depression into the eye, knuckle pain, tell yourself, no matter how much pain you have to experience in life, at least this time will firmly remember.

After leaving the apartment, Mu Qingqing did not hesitate to drive the car all the way to the new villa area of Molian City, which was not as cold and empty as Donglin villa. It is quite a bit of vitality, although it is not more luxurious than Donglin villa, but with a kind of intimacy that makes people easy to relax.

Mu Qingqing called directly and asked many workers to come here at the same time.

"The wooden fence here should be painted pink. It's the cream powder."

"What's more, here and here, the fountain is more exquisite. It's better to see a rainbow when the sun sets in the west every day..."

"master, I want to plant roses in the flower pool here, so you should leave a water outlet for me to water the flowers!"

"There are also..."

when Mo Liancheng came down from the study on the second floor, he faintly heard the noise coming from the yard. Butler Tang was busy in the kitchen for dinner, and the oily voice was heard all the time. Uncle Tang was not young, and there was no sharp hearing.

Take a look at the kitchen, Mo Liancheng then directly opened the spare door leading to the yard, but the scene in front of him made him silly.