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"I, I see that you've been flustered recently. Instead of being bored at home, it's better to find someone to vent your anger on." Just when Qingfeng was about to grab his ankle, Mu Su shrank his feet and jumped onto another sofa." I'm about to be crushed to death by you, and Tan Ling stays at Da Chengzi's place all day, it's so hard for Da Chengzi to take care of a son and a person who is in a bad mood."

"Do you feel sorry for Tan Ling or me?" Qingfeng made two steps in three steps, stretched his long legs, and pulled Mu Su into his arms. "If there is anything else you want to say, let's say it together."

Musu shrank his head, shrunk his shoulders, opened a pair of big eyes, and blinked, "I think that the things in our store are forbidden to be dropped, and there is not much loss. Besides, we have never done things that harm others and benefit ourselves. You You don't have to dig yourself out."

"Is it a pity that I lost that job?" Qingfeng's arms wrapped around Musu's abdomen like snakes, "I'm afraid that you will only support the family in the future, and the burden will be too heavy?"

"One thing..." Musu responded in a vague but straightforward voice, but straightened up again, and replied firmly, "It's okay for me to raise you, but the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields. It's better to be in the Tan family than outside , and no one dares to bully you."

"You, talking about the family, there are many cannibals in the company who don't spit out their bones. There are those wolfish and ambitious people outside, and there is Lin Qiaohui who fights drunkenly. I'm afraid I will stay for a few more years. I want to be young." Passed away." As he said, he poked Musu's head with his finger, "You have to have confidence, I can still live a prosperous life in other places."

"Does this mean that you and Tan Ling really broke it off?" Mu Su poked his head and asked cautiously, his eyes full of expectation.

"After a while, it depends on your mood, but in the end it's because you've offended someone's own mother. It's not appropriate to show up carelessly at this time." Qingfeng's face was so contrived that even Musu couldn't stand it anymore, "You When I was in the Yin family, I didn't think about it so much."

"I was holding my breath because she bullied you. Now that I have made up my mind to go, I always want to make myself less regretful before leaving. Besides, Lin Qiaohui is such a prodigal, after all, there is money I earned in it. I’d rather spend the money on other people than pay it off.”

"Then you are so unhappy, since you don't have any regrets, why are you depressed?" Musu pierced Qingfeng's thoughts in a ignorant way, and pointed his finger on his cheek with a provocative expression.

"I'm depressed? When did you see that I was depressed?" Qingfeng leaned on the sofa with a bewildered expression on his face.

Mu Su leaned into his ear, and said softly, "We've known each other for so many years, why can't I see if you're not happy?"

"You read it wrong."

"Are you angry with your father?" Musu's guesses were like small needles piercing Qingfeng, Qingfeng turned his head and ignored it.

"Really? Are you really angry with your father?" Musu added fuel to the flames without fear of death, but was caught by Qingfeng, turned over and pressed on top of him, "Do you know how to write an inch?"

"I, I don't know, but I know what it means to have a guilty conscience." Just as he was about to break free, but was tightly bound, Qingfeng bit his lip "Recently, everyone is so busy, why don't you be busy."

"I, I'm very busy, I'm busy reading." Mu Su reached for the book on the coffee table, but was blocked by the breeze, and the last voice was drowned between the lips of the two.

It took Qingfeng a long time to get out of bed and enter the bathroom. Musu was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone while chatting with the people in the bathroom without saying a word.

Just as he was going to the kitchen to get a glass of water, the doorbell rang, and Mu Su went to open the door without thinking.

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Tan Xianqi's poker face without the slightest smile. Mu Su was frightened, and shut the door with a bang, panting heavily.Looking down, he was still casually wrapped in a nightgown, but this time he lost all face.

"What's the matter?" Qingfeng came downstairs after taking a shower, and saw Musu alone in the entrance, as if being possessed by a ghost, with a particularly rich expression.

Musu gestured towards Qingfeng with hands and feet, lowered his voice, and looked anxious, "You, your dad, your dad is outside..."

"He came here, why are you afraid of Cheng doing this?" Qingfeng was about to open the door, but was stopped by Musu, "I was dressed like this, and he saw me just now."

"What's wrong with wearing a nightgown at home?" Qingfeng didn't mind at all, she stretched out her hand to open the door, Mu Su pedaled a few times and ran upstairs, the moment the door opened, Qingfeng heard a "bang" coming from inside There was a muffled sound.

"What's wrong with you?" He opened the door and dropped Tan Xianqi who was standing outside, and hurried towards Mu Su who was on the stairs. Mu Su fell on the stairs and kept moaning, "At home You can fall down the stairs, too."

He was distressed and thought it was ridiculous, he stretched out his hand to help him up, but Mu Su slapped him twice on the thigh, "I blame you!"

"You can blame me for walking without looking at the road?" Qingfeng reached out and patted the little heartless head, Musu frowned, and pointed in the direction of the entrance, "If you were not in a hurry to open the door..." At this moment Seeing someone standing at the entrance, Tan Xianqi stared at it without saying a word, so frightened that Mu Su felt that he was hiding behind Qingfeng, and tried to shrink his body as much as possible.

"Hello." Tan Xianqi was extraordinarily calm, he didn't feel angry or insulted by this, he greeted Mu Su expressionlessly, Mu Su was stunned for a long time before he nodded, "Hello, Uncle..."

Once the atmosphere among the three reached a low ebb, the breeze pulled Musu up from the stairs, and said softly, "You go up first."

"No need, today I also want to meet this person who has never had the chance to meet, Mu Su?" Tan Xianqi took two steps closer, this is the first time he has seen it so closely, compared to the photos, It is much more delicate, with a child's face, a face that can't hide what's on your mind.

"Uncle, I..." Musu didn't know how to explain the rudeness just now, but Qingfeng answered first, "Why are you interested in coming to my place today?"

"Ming people don't speak in secret, so we father and son don't have to bicker like this all day long." Tan Xianqi sighed and sat down on the sofa, seeing the desserts on the coffee table, "I can't tell, you guys are good at cooking."

"You sit down first, I'll help Xiaosu up." Qingfeng turned around and took Musu back to the bedroom.Qingfeng rubbed his head vigorously with both hands, "Why are you nervous, can I let someone eat you?"

"When I saw your father, I felt very guilty..." Musu sighed while changing his clothes, drooping his head, "Tell me, would your father think that I came to collect debts, hooked up with other people's sons, and harmed me again?" You father and son don't get along, why do I always have the illusion that I am harming the country and the people?"

"Since it's a disaster, do you still want to run away?" Qingfeng hugged him into his arms, "I'm happy to be harmed by you."