Jun Yexuan was eating his meal carefully when he saw He Wanqing looking at him blankly.
She couldn't help but pause and asked: "Auntie, what's wrong?"
He Wanqing glanced at the table with some embarrassment, "Are you used to eating these dishes?"
Jun Yexuan was stunned for a moment, a little confused, "It's pretty good."
He Wanqing asked again: "I haven't asked yet, where are you from?"
Jun Yexuan tightened his grip on the chopsticks, considered it, and replied: "Kyoto."
Mu Jingheng looked at Jun Yexuan's helpless look and laughed so hard that his wrinkles almost popped out.
Jun Yexuan didn't understand what was going on, but he was from a clean background.
It would be strange if he didn't scare others when he behaved like this, a wealthy and aristocratic young man.
Sure enough, the next moment I heard He Wanqing murmuring, "No wonder."
He Wanqing was a little preoccupied. He turned to look at his daughter who was concentrating on eating, and couldn't help but kick her lightly under the table.
"For girls, don't be so careless when eating. Be elegant, gentle and ladylike, you know?"
Qiao Qing glanced at her speechlessly, "Mom, are you still finished?"
Jun Yexuan suddenly realized something, his expression froze, and he immediately rubbed Qiao Qing's head, "Qing Qing is quite cute like this."
Qiao Qing slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me, and don't call me Qing Qing again, we're not familiar with each other."
Jun Yexuan suddenly chuckled, looking at Qiao Qing with doting eyes.
He Wanqing felt relieved when he saw the two of them looking like they were flirting.
It's good that her Qingqing is not disliked.
*
It's 12 o'clock this night.
Mu Jingheng followed Jun Yexuan's instructions and made sure that all the lights in the villa were out, then quietly walked towards the study against the wall.
Who knew that as soon as he approached the study door, he saw a black shadow standing next to the door.
Mu Jingheng immediately let out a frightened "Ah" sound and jumped back three feet.
The shadow in the darkness raised his hand and turned on the corridor light.
After Mu Jingheng saw the person in front of him clearly, he patted his chest in shock, "Steward Chen, you are going to scare people to death!"
Chen Ming did not explain his actions, nor did he apologize at all.
Looking at Mu Jingheng, he asked in confusion: "What are you doing here, Mr. Jing, so late?"
Mu Jingheng remembered the purpose of coming here, put his hands into his belt, and looked away with a guilty conscience.
"Just thinking about the money I was robbed, I had some insomnia, so I came out for a walk."
Chen Ming seemed to believe his lies, and said with a smile: "A gentleman must gain something when he loses. Mr. Jing needs to relax and be open-minded. There is still a lot of life in this life."
Mu Jingheng stiffened his face and laughed twice, "I'm not that fragile, I won't be able to think too hard."
Chen Ming sounded relieved, "That's good."
Mu Jingheng's face almost collapsed with laughter. Seeing that Chen Ming had no intention of leaving, he turned around and returned to the room dejectedly.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Mu Jingheng jumped out of the window of his room and followed his memory to the position under the corresponding window of Qiao Qing's study.
Just as he was about to climb up the wall, a flashlight suddenly shone beside him, "Mr. Jing, what are you doing here now?"
"Oh my god!" Mu Jingheng screamed in fear and pressed his back against the wall.
After seeing clearly that it was Chen Ming again, Mu Jingheng felt extremely upset.
However, after all, it was him who wanted to do something wrong, and he couldn't do it.
He reached out and scratched the back of his head, smiled and whistled, "I'm coming out to pee, ah, yes, pee."
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