Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Mu Qianqian's vacation passed quickly. On the last day of vacation, Mu Qianqian received a call.

It was a call from a landline, and Mu Qianqian stared at the caller ID for a moment.

"Hello, is this Miss Mu Qianqian?"

"Yes, I'm Mu Qianqian, what can I do?"

"Miss Mu, your father asked to see you, but he didn't know you..."

Mu Qianqian didn't listen to any of the words that followed, and only the words "your father wants to see you" echoed in her head.

Unconsciously clenched the phone, Mu Qingshan wants to see himself?
It's been so long, Mu Qianqian almost forgot about those bad things, but suddenly receiving such a call, Mu Qianqian remembered again.

Many, many images flashed through his mind, and Mu Qianqian frowned.

"Miss Mu, are you still listening?"

Mu Qianqian snapped back to her senses, and realized that she had already lost her mind so much, "I'm listening, do you think it was Mu Qingshan who asked to see me?"

"Yes, Miss Mu, it's inconvenient for you to see the teacher, because if we meet, we need to make an appointment in advance, and the meeting time is also limited."

Mu Qianqian really wanted to say that she didn't have time, and she didn't want to see Mu Qingshan, but she didn't say it.

Mu Qianqian felt that she was weak, so she closed her eyes, "It's for your convenience."

"Is this afternoon okay?"

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qianqian was in a state of absence.

I don't know why Mu Qingshan suddenly asked to see me, and I don't understand his purpose, but Mu Qianqian feels a deep sense of powerlessness.

Recalling the past, Mu Qianqian gave a bleak smile, even though she wanted to put it aside and ignore it, some things were real.

Mu Qianqian sighed, at least one thing Mu Qingshan said was right, the blood relationship between himself and him cannot be erased.

The agreed time was two o'clock in the afternoon, and Jun Jiuyan came to the meeting at noon, so I didn't go to have dinner with him.

Mu Qianqian didn't have any appetite either, so she barely drank two mouthfuls of milk and was ready to go.

It takes an hour to get there from home.

It was just two o'clock when Mu Qianqian arrived at the door.

The staff asked Mu Qianqian to go through the meeting procedures, and then took her to a room and asked her to wait for a while.

Mu Qianqian sat, holding hands together unconsciously.

Soon, there was movement, the door opposite Mu Qianqian was opened, and Mu Qianqian saw Mu Qingshan.

The once proud chairman of the Mu family has lost a lot of weight and aged a lot now, and looks very pale and weak.

Walking to the door, Mu Qingshan and Mu Qianqian looked at each other, then smiled, "Qianqian is here."

Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and said nothing.

Mu Qingshan didn't care, and sat opposite Mu Qianqian.

"You have twenty minutes."

After speaking, the staff went out.

Only Mu Qianqian and Mu Qingshan were left in the room.

Mu Qianqian didn't speak, but just looked at Mu Qingshan calmly.

And what about Mu Qingshan?It seemed to be brewing, and after several minutes of brewing, he finally spoke again.

"Qianqian, do you hate Dad?"

His eyes were filled with anticipation and longing, and his wrinkled face tried his best to show tenderness.

Mu Qianqian was suddenly discouraged and shook her head, "Now I don't hate it anymore."

"What about before?"

"In the past," Mu Qianqian laughed at herself, "maybe it was hate, maybe it wasn't."

In fact, Mu Qianqian didn't even know what kind of feelings she had for Mu Qingshan.

There is always a layer of blood ties, and Mu Qianqian also remembers how kind Mu Qingshan was to her.

For him, it should be more of a disappointment.

A daughter's disappointment with her father until she no longer has any expectations.

Mu Qingshan nodded, "Father is sorry for you."

"No," Mu Qianqian looked at him, "The person you are sorry for is not me, but my mother."

Otherwise, he wouldn't bring back a strange mother and daughter the day after his mother left.

"Yes," Mu Qingshan nodded, and there seemed to be deep pain in his eyes, "I am sorry for your mother, but you are the one who is most sorry."

"I don't need you to be sorry, I just need you to think about the wrong things you did to my mother."

"Qianqian," Mu Qingshan's eyes turned red, "Dad knows that you have been brooding about your mother's accident, and Dad also admitted that it was Dad's fault."

Mu Qianqian didn't answer.

Because I didn't know what to pick up, I was speechless.

"But Dad now knows he was wrong and has thought a lot about it. Are you willing to let Dad make up for you?"

"No," Mu Qianqian refused directly, "I don't need any compensation from you."

In fact, what Mu Qianqian thought was that as long as he could recognize his own problems, it would be fine.

However, Mu Qingshan doesn't seem to think so.

"Dad wants to make up for you. It has been Dad's negligence and fault for so many years. If it weren't for Dad, you might not have left a shadow in your childhood."

"So," Mu Qianqian didn't really want to hear Mu Qingshan recall the past, "Is that why you came to me to talk about this?"

"No," Mu Qingshan shook his head, "Father just wants to admit his mistake to you face to face. Dad knows his mistake, and he is also reflecting on and repenting. He doesn't expect to be forgiven by you."

"Then what do you want from me?" Mu Qianqian was suddenly curious. Mu Qingshan asked himself to say such a lot of confession, maybe he really regretted it, but he told himself the purpose.

"Father doesn't expect anything, I just hope that you can live a happier and happier life in the days to come."

"Thank you, I'm doing fine now."

Mu Qingshan was silent.

He was silent, and Mu Qianqian would not say anything.

As time passed by, Mu Qianqian sighed, "If you have nothing to say, then I'll leave first."

Originally, and there were only a few minutes left.

Mu Qianqian stood up.

"Qianqian, wait a minute."

Mu Qianqian stopped and looked at Mu Qingshan, "Is there anything else?"

"Qianqian, have you forgiven Dad?"

Mu Qianqian smiled, "I don't hate you anymore, so where did I forgive you?"

"Then you..." Mu Qingshan hesitated, looked at Mu Qianqian timidly and then withdrew his gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Can I get in touch with Dad and An An's mother and daughter?"

Mu Qianqian understood immediately.

Looking for myself is not to admit mistakes, nor to regret, but to pave the way for the last sentence.

The smile on the corner of Mu Qianqian's mouth never collapsed, "So you want me to help you find their mother and daughter."

"Qianqian, don't be angry. Dad knows you don't want to, but An'an is also Dad's daughter. Dad just wants to know their situation and how they are doing now. Dad will never..."

"Twenty minutes is up, Miss Mu, please leave."