After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

Lin Sisi then puffed up her cheeks and asked vaguely: "Brother, who is this person? He is so enthusiastic right from the start."

Mu Jingxian looked into his lovely sister's big eyes and softened his voice. He said, "She's just an old friend of my brother."

Lin Sisi frowned.

"Old friend? But why do you look like you hate him?"

She didn't expect that this guy was actually his friend.

Mu Jingxian smiled and said, "He is just like that. Yueyue must not remember now that he held you in his arms when you were born. Who knew that you had diarrhea right on his arm, and it was all over the place."

Lin Sisi: “…”

Could you please not say this while I'm eating?

Also, Situ Yan is too miserable.

But Lin Sisi really wanted to explain to him that she didn't do it.

Mu Jingxian added: "But Yueyue, you should stay away from him in the future. This kind of person is most likely to lead children astray, understand?"

She put down the half-eaten cake in her hand dryly, took some tissues from the table to wipe her hands, and grumbled dissatisfiedly: "But I think he looks like a bad guy. There is always a feeling of smiling but hiding a knife. Why do you want to be friends with him, brother?"

Mu Jingxian didn't expect his sister to ask this. He frowned slightly and explained: "He is just like that. He is actually a good person."

Lin Sisi retorted: "But brother, didn't you just tell me to stay away from him? Why are you saying he's a good person now?"

Mu Jingxian said calmly: "Don't meddle in adults' affairs. Why ask so many questions?"

Lin Sisi: “…”

I’m afraid Mu Jingxian can’t find a reason to answer me?

-

Qian Ruisen and Qian Jiahong arrived at the villa a little late. On the way, Qian Ruisen's old illness recurred. He coughed so hard that he almost died. He even coughed up blood and his face was pale. This scared Qian Jiahong who was sitting next to him.

Originally, Qian Jiahong wanted the driver to turn around and go to the hospital, but Qian Ruisen disagreed. After simply taking some suppressant drugs, he gradually calmed down and turned around to criticize Qian Jiahong harshly.

"Jiahong, I told you that Dad is fine, don't worry too much. This banquet is very important, you can't just not attend it because of my illness, understand?"

Qian Jiahong felt weak all over, his limbs were numb, and he sat in his seat with his head down looking at his hands, his eyes becoming vague and blurry.

He bit his lips tightly, and after a long time, a low "hmm" sound came out of his throat.

No matter how important this banquet is, how can it be as important as my father’s health?

...

When they arrived at the entrance of the banquet, as soon as they stepped into the villa, they saw a group of people in gorgeous dresses gathered there from a distance. Qian Jiahong moved his eyes slightly, and among the gorgeous figures toasting and chatting, he saw a small figure wearing a white sequined princess dress, with long curls draped over her shoulders. The little girl was standing behind a tall white figure, looking very cautious.

Qian Jiahong was stunned and stopped in his tracks. For some reason, he was very sure that the man was Mu Jingyue.

Qian Ruisen was walking in front and didn't notice Qian Jiahong following him. He turned around and saw Qian Jiahong staring at the people gathered not far away, and then called out his name.

"Jia Hong."

Qian Jiahong suddenly came to his senses, met his father's cold gaze, and quickened his pace to catch up.

Qian Ruisen naturally knew who the people gathered not far away were. The two people standing in the middle were Mu Jingxian and Mu Jingxian's sister Mu Jingyue. He took a few quick glances, then narrowed his eyes and said, "You know what to do next."

Qian Jiahong clenched his hands into fists under his suit. He had a thousand rejections in his heart, but he looked calm and nodded slightly.

As long as his father is happy and not angry, he will really listen to everything. He is really well-behaved.