Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

The door slammed shut, blocking the figure of the man.

Sun Mengzhu sat up from the bed in a panic, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

asshole!

Chi Jin, that bastard!

How could she provoke him!

Sun Mengzhu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and slowly calmed down the panic in his heart.

Looking at the green plants on the window sill, she walked over slowly and took out the things she put away earlier in the morning.

It's a tiny camera!
It records everything just now!
Sun Mengzhu clenched what was in his hand, and pursed her red lips tightly.

This time, she will do something about it no matter what!

She wants to see, is there really no one who can indirect the relationship between Yin Moran and Mi Qian?

downstairs.

Mi Qian just came out of the back kitchen.

Just now, the butler had something to do with her, so she left temporarily.

The birthday party continues.

A group of little guys had just finished a few games excitedly, and now they sat down and watched the shadow puppet show specially prepared for them.

And the adults are still drinking, drinking, and chatting.

Mi Qian bent her lips, subconsciously looking for her husband.

At this moment, he was standing with Nangong Li and Su Yu'an, the three of them didn't know what to say.

With a tall and straight back, just one glance can make people feel at ease.

At this moment, as if he had sensed something, he turned around and looked at her.

Mi Qian smiled, her brows and eyes were gentle.

The distance between the two is a bit far.

Although she knew that he probably couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, she felt that he must know that she was smiling.

Because she felt warm when she saw him.

"Xiao Qian'er, are you done with your work? Come over and have something to eat?"

Fang Tong was chatting and laughing with Qing Lan, when he saw Mi Qian appearing, he waved to her.

Mi Qian came back to her senses, smiled and walked towards the two of them.

At the other end, Yin Moran's gaze fell on Mi Qian, his black eyes fixed.

He went downstairs just now, but he couldn't find the servant, but another servant told him that Mi Qian was not upstairs, but went to the back kitchen with the housekeeper.

Obviously, it was Sun Mengzhu who asked him to go upstairs on purpose.

This Sun Mengzhu obviously has ulterior motives for him!
"Wang Wife Shi, I'm back to my senses. Knowing that your heart and eyes are all about your wife, restrain yourself in public."

Nangong Li on the side had a playful face, and the wine glass in Yin Moran's hand touched the wine glass in his hand.

Su Yu'an on the side laughed lightly, with a teasing look on his face.

Yin Moran looked away, glanced at the two of them, and took a sip of his wine.

These two can be regarded as embracing beautiful women.

It's a pity that Chi Jin...

there.

Mi Qian ate the food on the plate, chatting casually with Fang Tong and Yin Qinglan.

"Today's birthday party was pretty good, don't you think?"

Mi Qian took a sip of fruit wine and asked.

"Isn't it! Look at the layout, it's beautiful and fun. Xiaoqianer, which design company did you hire to design it?"

Fang Tong looked around and praised.

Mi Qian looked at Yin Qinglan with a smile, "I really didn't hire a design company, it was all done by people called by Nangong Li."

"Wow, what do you mean, Nangong Li contributed to today's birthday party?"

Fang Tong cast a wink at Yin Qinglan, "Qinglan, your husband's brain is really sharp."

"He, there is often an atmosphere in the clubhouse, and he has seen it a lot, so he has a way of doing it."

Yin Qinglan ate and replied with a smile.

"Indeed, Qinglan, your husband is a talent."

Mi Qian also complimented, and glanced at the three people not far away, and inadvertently saw a young man.

"Hey, Qinglan, that person looks familiar, he seems to be your distant relative?"

Wang Xiaojun?
The man who died of his mother and was dying in the hospital.

"It's him."

Yin Qinglan followed Mi Qian's gaze and saw Wang Xiaojun.

"He came to our house as a guest last night. He heard Ali said that he would come to arrange a birthday party tonight, so he volunteered to help. He is very witty and can also mix perfume. You don't know, the perfume he made smells very good. , what I spray on my body now is the perfume he specially prepared for me."

Can Wang Xiaojun mix fragrance?

Mi Qian and Fang Tong looked at each other in surprise.

"I can't tell, is this Wang Xiaojun still a talent?" Fang Tong said.

"Yes! He majored in chemistry, and he was excellent in character and learning in school."

Yin Qinglan looked at Wang Xiaojun's figure, "His mother has endured a lot of hardships in order to train him to become a talent, so he was very emotional about his mother's death from the very beginning."

"What about now? He will come to your house as a guest, so he should let this matter go?" Mi Qian asked.

"Well, Ali had a deep talk with him. He is also a reasonable person. After the initial excitement, he calmed down."

Yin Qinglan smiled, his gaze happened to meet Wang Xiaojun who had turned around, and then nodded slightly to him.

Wang Xiaojun smiled back, kept silent, and walked towards the three of them.

"Sister Qinglan, hello."

Wang Xiaojun greeted the three of them with a smile.

He was very thin and not particularly tall, and he smiled like a big boy next door.

It looks very friendly.

"Hello, I heard from Qinglan that you know how to mix perfume? When will you make a unique bottle of perfume for us too!"

Fang Tong looked at Wang Xiaojun with a smile, "We are all acquaintances, how about a friendship price?"

"Pfft, Xiaotong, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider."

Mi smiled and thumped Fang Tong's shoulder.

Fang Tong giggled, looked at Wang Xiaojun, and waited for his answer.

Wang Xiaojun smiled shyly, "I'm not a professional perfumer, I just mix it for fun when I have nothing to do. The two are friends of Sister Qinglan, as long as you don't mind it, I'll find time to help you mix two bottles of perfume tomorrow. "

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it! Your name is Wang Xiaojun, right? My name is Fang Tong, and I'm an agent. I think you're pretty. If you don't want to do your old job someday, you can come to me!"

Fang Tong was naturally familiar, and chatted with Wang Xiaojun.

"Pfft, Xiaotong, you are not kind, how can you poach Nangong Li's corner?"

Mi smiled and cursed.

"Hey, don't I see that he is white and clean, and want to tap his potential? Maybe I have found a treasure again, and is the next Lin Yu?"

"That's enough for you. He is a top student in chemistry, and he must like to shine in his field."

"Hey, not necessarily! Xiaojun, don't you think so?"

"..."

The three were chatting and laughing, Yin Qinglan was drinking fruit wine and listening with interest.

Just as he was about to speak, his head suddenly became dizzy.

She quickly supported the chair beside her and closed her eyes.

Opening her eyes again, in a trance, she saw a bloody baby suddenly appear in the balloon arch in front of her.

Crying towards her for a hug!
"what!"

There was a scream, and the wine glass in Yin Qinglan's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

torn apart.