"Aunt, uncle, I'm going home too."

On the side, Zhang Minghui listened to Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha’s conversation, his eyes drooped, and then said goodbye to them with a smile.

Since graduating from college, he moved out of the Wen family and used the money he earned with Mo Ziyi over the years to buy a three-bedroom and two-living room apartment outside.

A year ago, his parents were pestering each other and moved in to live with him.

Wen Jin nodded, "Xiaohui, drive slowly on the road."

"Xiaohui, in the future, if you participate less in the matter between Ziyi and Qingqing, try to participate as little as possible. Their current situation is a bit subtle. Don't you know if you don't make trouble?"

Jin Xiaocha's words were interrupted by Wen Jin's private holding her hand. He took her and said, "Xiaohui, Ziyi has a bad temper. Your aunt is afraid that he will be involved in you again because of Qingqing."

"I know uncle and aunt, don't worry, I won't get involved with Zi Yi and Qingqing."

After Zhang Minghui left, Wen Jin asked Jing Xiaocha, "When did Xiaohui and Qingqing come at the afternoon?"

"Around four o'clock."

Jing Xiaocha pursed his lips and said lightly, "There is something I haven't told you."

"Is it about Xiaohui?"

"Um."

"I know without saying that, forget it, let them go. He has been with Zi Yi for so many years, and he knows what should and should not do what should not be done."

——

"Brother Ziyi, thank you..."

Outside the villa of Qin's family.

Qin Qingqing didn't finish her thanks to Mo Ziyi, but saw him unbuttoning his seat belt and pulling the car door down.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly untied her seat belt and got out of the car.

"Brother Ziyi, you don't have to send me in."

"Momo is going to work overtime tonight, and I will give you massage later."

"No……"

"Last night was just an accident, that kind of thing won't happen again."

Beside her, Mo Ziyi was tall and handsome, and her handsome eyebrows looked cold and weak. She really didn't even want to be interested in her.

Qin Qingqing's face changed slightly.

In his cold words, Mo Ziyi had already opened the door for her before he could raise his hand and press the password.

Her house is as familiar as his own.

"Go in, stand here and be cold."

After Mo Ziyi finished speaking, he took the lead and walked into the house.

Qin Qingqing followed behind him and looked at his tall and tall back, and she felt a strange feeling unconsciously.

"Do you want to see Xinxin?"

When he walked to the door of the living room, Mo Ziyi in front suddenly turned around.

Qin Qingqing almost ran into him.

He was stunned for a moment before asking, "Sister Momo told you?"

"Um."

Mo Ziyi nodded and walked into the living room in front.

After bent down, he took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, he took out a pair of them and changed them into his own.

After that sentence, Qin Qingqing did not answer again, but just changed into shoes silently.

The two walked to the sofa one after another. After Mo Ziyi sat down, Qin Qingqing poured two more glasses of water and gave him one cup and took two sips of it himself.

"If you want to see her, I will take you there tomorrow."

"Her legs?"

"She doesn't want to use a prosthetic limb and keeps sitting in a wheelchair." Mo Ziyi's voice sounded with a little coldness.

A strange feeling flashed through Qin Qingqing's heart, lowered her eyes and sat down on the sofa next to him.

The cup in his hand was not placed on the coffee table, but was held in both hands.

This topic makes the atmosphere dull for no reason.

Mo Ziyi looked at Qin Qingqing deeply with her eyes. After four years, they talked about the incident that year for the first time.

He knew she could not be calm.

His mood was also uneasy.

After picking up the water she poured, he got up and sat beside him, reached out and snatched the cup from her hand and put it on the coffee table.

Qin Qingqing opened her mouth and he took the lead in what she wanted to say, "Your cold has not been cured yet, I'll give you massage for two more days."

As he said that, he grabbed her hand and started to massage her skillfully.

Under the soft crystal light, Qin Qingqing looked at Mo Ziyi's lower eyebrows and eyes calmly.

During the breath, the air was filled with a clear and familiar masculine aura, poured into the lungs, and then penetrated into every cell in her body, as if she was gently brushed by an invisible and invisible feather. She couldn't tell what it felt, but it made her heart beat faster uncontrollably.

"Today Shixi said, are you going to take her to meet her parents?"

Maybe the atmosphere was too quiet and dull, and Qingqing felt that it would be difficult to breathe if she didn’t find a topic to talk about.

But there seems to be no common topic between them.

So the words she said became talking about him and Shi Xi.

Mo Ziyi paused her massage movements, raised her eyes and met her a little unnatural, but tried to make her look natural.

He nodded slightly with his lips curled, "Well, the day you returned to China, she didn't see my parents because she had something to do temporarily. Today you happened to go to the company, so let her see you first."

"I?"

Qingqing looked at him blankly.

"She knew you had lived in my house for eighteen years and said that you must know my parents and Momo the best. She wanted to establish a good relationship with you first, start with you, and then get to know my parents..."

Mo Ziyi said it lightly.

The tone is calm and natural, giving people a contradictory feeling, and it feels that he and Shi Xi are already at the level of getting married.

It also makes people feel that his relationship with Shi Xi is not very good, just because the man is married when he is old and the woman is married when he is old, and he is looking for someone to live with him.

Qingqing didn't know why she felt this way.

Maybe it was because she had seen the kind of affectionate relationships between the elders around her since she was a child.

Just like when he was at his house, Uncle Mo was gentle and doting towards Aunt Wen. When Uncle Mo talked about Aunt Wen, it was definitely not like Mo Ziyi's expression when he talked about Shi Xi.

"It seems that Shi Xi really loves you so much that he wants to start with me, an outsider. You can take her back while Uncle Mo and Aunt Wen are at home."

Qingqing had a shallow smile on her face, and she had suggestions like a friend.

Mo Ziyi's movements stopped for a moment.

Looking at her, her eyes became deeper, "Do you want me to get married quickly?"

His sudden lowering voice made Qingqing breathe.

The smile on her face froze for a second, then she smiled again, brighter than before, "Brother Ziyi, why do you say that? You have always been an independent person. I don't have the final say when you and Shixi will get married."

Since he asked Shixi to see her as his family.

"What if I'm willing to let you have the final say?"

Mo Ziyi seemed angry.

His face suddenly became a little darker.

Looking at her, his eyes were deep and deep, and Qin Qingqing could not sit still.

Feeling the strength in his hand getting stronger, she secretly scolded herself for why she was crazy just now and wanted to know what he and Shi Xi were doing.

He asked him so stupidly.

"Brother Ziyi, are you serious?"
Chapter completed!