Early the next morning, Qin Qingqing got up and made breakfast for her father Qin Mu.

After four years outside, she not only learned to be independent, but also learned to cook.

Seeing his daughter, who used to be unhurried, busy in the kitchen, Qin Mu thought she was dazzled.

"Dad, breakfast will be ready soon."

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Qin Qingqing turned around and said with a smile to Qin Mu.

"good."

Qin Mu had a change in his eyes and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Ten minutes later.

Qin Qingqing brought the breakfast to the table, then filially pulled a chair for Qin Mu and asked him to take a seat.

"Dad, try my skills."

"Well, it's delicious. Our Qingqing has really grown up."

Qin Mu sighed while eating the breakfast made by his daughter.

Qin Qingqing pursed her lips, her eyes flashed with crystal clear eyes at her father who seemed to be ten years older in four years.

Ignoring the feeling of tightening and a while, the brightest smile appeared between my beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and said in a brisk tone, "Dad, I will cook for you every day from now on."

"Qingqing, you are back this time, Dad will give you a gift."

"Dad, what gift?"

"You wait a moment."

Qin Mu smiled, got up and walked out of the restaurant and went upstairs.

Qin Qingqing turned around in confusion and looked at the entrance of the restaurant.

Two minutes later, I saw Qin Mu returning to the restaurant with a file bag and handing it to her, "Open and take a look."

"Dad, you..."

When he saw the things in the folder, Qin Qingqing opened her eyes wide in shock.

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Your Uncle Mo called me last time and asked me if you want to go to find them, but I was afraid that you would not see me one day after leaving, so I didn't set off. Qingqing, now you are back, I will transfer all the shares to your name. From now on, you will be a shareholder of the group. If there are any big or small matters or meetings, you will attend."

"Dad, I just came back, are you leaving? I don't want these shares."

Qin Qingqing shook her head and wanted to return the file bag to him.

But it was blocked by Qin Mu with his hands.

"You just came back, of course I have to accompany you for a while. Today is the group's shareholders' meeting. You will attend with me later. By the way, get to know other shareholders. Remember to sign the transfer letter."

"today?"

Qin Qingqing's heartbeat was beating.

"Dad, when did you make the decision?"

She looked at Qin Mu with her eyes fixedly, she didn't pay attention to what time the date was on the equity transfer letter.

"I have made a decision long ago and have been waiting for you to come back. Last night, after you went upstairs to bed, I invited the lawyer to draft the transfer book. Qingqing, these things will be given to you sooner or later. Dad is old now..."

"Dad, you are not allowed to say that, so you will never grow old."

Qin Qingqing's eyes sluggishly interrupted Qin Mu's words.

"You accept it, dad won't say it."

“…”

Qin Qingqing frowned, but she nodded in the kindness of her father's eyes.

"I accept that with so many equity given by my father, I will never have to work in my life, just be a rice worm."

Qin Mu reached out to touch her head.

I felt a little relieved.

As long as Qingqing accepts the shares he gives, she becomes one of Haochen's shareholders.

She and Zi Yi had an unavoidable reunion.

"You just came back and don't rush to work. You can go to the group to work after you have a rest."

"Dad, I won't go to work in the group."

Qin Qingqing's refusal did not surprise Qin Mu.

He just asked gently, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to open a studio without restrictions."

Anyway, she doesn't have the lofty ideal of being the richest man in the world. She just wants to do what she is interested in and be a foodie.

The most important thing is to be filial to your father.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, as long as you like."

Qin Mu pointed to the breakfast on the table, "I have breakfast first, and go to the group with me today."

"Um."

Qin Qingqing nodded gently.

——

Haochen Group is a commercial standard in City G.

After decades of development, the wide range of industries involved and excellent performance are what every Haochen person talks about.

As the president of the group, Mo Ziyi is well-known to everyone. The youngest rich man on the Forbes rich list, which has been ranked on the three-year-old for the rest of the year, is also the ascetic male god who makes countless women want to fall down.

Qin Qingqing didn't expect that she had met before she even entered the company.

Standing in the parking lot, a few meters away, her heartbeat stopped when she met Mo Ziyi's eyes.

Unlike the dimness of last night, I can’t see the facial features and expressions clearly.

The weather is amazing today.

A man with half of his handsome face reflected in the rising sun was strange and alienated.

Just a faint look, her heart was filled with tide.

There was no turbulence in his eyes.

It gave her the illusion that last night was really an hallucination.

How could such a quiet person be downstairs in her house at midnight?

"Uncle Qin, good morning!"

Mo Ziyi did not turn around and leave, but walked towards Qin Qingqing.

But, not saying hello to her.

Not only did he smile at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were also stained with smiles.

It seems that his relationship with his father has not changed in the past four years.

"Zi Yi, I was about to go to you to talk about it first, but I didn't expect that I would meet here so by chance."

After Qin Mu said hello to Mo Ziyi, he turned to Qin Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you haven't seen Ziyi for several years, say hello."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyi's eyes fell on Qin Qingqing's face again.

The smile in his eyes faded away, and the shallow arc at the corners of his mouth faded away little by little.

The look at her seemed to become deep and sharp little by little.

The air in the parking lot was thin for no reason in his expression.

Qin Qingqing hesitated in her heart how to call him.

In the past, she called him Brother Ziyi, who was the closest person in her life.

But now...

It can never be called like before.

"My Mr. Mo is good!"

Even I feel that the words I say are unpleasant.

A decent smile appeared on Qin Qingqing's face, polite and distant.

The man's eyes suddenly cooled down in her name, and the breath released instantly caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

"Uncle Qin, what are you going to tell me?"

It's just a moment.

The cold aura around him dissipated, ignoring Qin Qingqing's greeting.

Ask Qin Mu gently and politely.

Qin Mu looked at Qingqing and was about to answer, but he saw Luo Haofeng getting off the bus by the side of the road.

He smiled and ordered, "Qingqing, your Uncle Luo is here, I'll say hello to him, tell Ziyi yourself."

After saying that, before Qingqing could refuse, Qin Mu turned around and strode.

"dad……"

Qingqing shouted, and swallowed the words behind him in his back as he walked away.

In front of him, Mo Ziyi's tall body was still standing there.

His eyes looked at her without any gentleness.
Chapter completed!