If possible, Qingkong really wanted to pretend to be dead, just lie down in this breezy garden, enjoy the wind comfortably, and wait for Mu Chenhao to come back.
But now, Qi Yaner has come in.
"Xia Qingkong, come out. Why don't you let me in? Who are you?" Qi Yan'er stepped on ten centimeter high heels and made a crisp sound on the gravel road paved from the door.
Before anyone arrived, the sharp voice came over.
In front of Mu Chenhao, perhaps Qi Yaner could still pretend to be gentle, like a shy little woman.
But now that Mu Chenhao is not at home, Qi Yaner's true nature as a unruly young lady has been exposed.
Qingkong closed her eyes and lay on the couch, too lazy to look at her. "Miss Qi, do you know that you are breaking into a private house?"
Qi Yaner's face showed a trace of disdain, "Breaking into a private house? Come on, Xia Qingkong, stop pretending here. The house here belongs to Mu, not Xia."
"What's my fiancé's is mine."
"Bah, Xia Qingkong, you are so shameless. Do you think brother Chenhao will like you? Just dream, he is just a hindrance to Uncle Mu, just wait!"
Qi Yaner looked around at the Mu family villa!
This villa is even larger than the main residence of the Mu family, with more beautiful scenery and better planning.
A bit of jealousy arose in her heart. Such a place should be for her and Mu Chenhao to live together.
Not this bitch in front of me!
Qingkong was too lazy to talk to the woman in front of her. She was wasting her own saliva and energy!
"Tell me, why are you coming to my house?"
"I'm here to see Brother Chenhao."
"I'm not here, you can go back now, don't disturb my sleep." Qingkong waved his hand.
"Hmph, I'll leave if you ask me to. I have to wait here today for Brother Chenhao to come back!" Qi Yaner suppressed her anger and glanced at the box she was carrying.
The thermos pot inside contained tonic soup for Mu Chenhao.
"Okay, then just stand here, Steamed Bun, and let's go back to the room and sleep."
When the sky cleared up, I walked inside the house.
When Qi Yaner saw Qingkong gone, she was ready to sit on the recliner for a while. After standing for so long and wearing ten centimeter high heels, Qi Yaner's feet couldn't bear it.
Steamed Bun would make Qi Yaner so comfortable, but seeing her menacing look, Steamed Bun felt disgusted!
After all, Mantou was an armed police officer, so he moved very quickly. When Qi Yaner was about to sit down, he took away the recliner.
"You! How dare you, a servant, take my chair?" Qi Yan'er was furious, her face flushed, she pointed at the steamed bun with one finger and said tremblingly.
"This chair belongs to the young mistress, not you, Miss Qi, don't make a mistake." Steamed Bun pouted and made a face at Qi Yan'er, snorted, and went to catch up with Qingkong.
This made Qi Yaner so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot.
But Qi Yan'er also thought clearly today. She didn't come here just to quarrel with Xia Qingkong!
But he came to impress Xia Qingkong with his virtuousness.
Half an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz S600 parked at the door of the Xia family villa. After Ah Zheng parked the car, he got out of the car and opened the rear door for Mu Chenhao.
"Young Master, Miss Qi came half an hour ago."
Mu Chenhao's handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "What is she here for?"
Ah Zheng shook his head, "I don't know."
After Mu Chenhao entered the door, he saw Qi Yaner standing in the garden from a distance.
Qi Yaner had her eyes fixed on the door early in the morning, waiting for Mu Chenhao to come back.
Seeing that Mu Chenhao was back, she was a little excited. She waved her hands and shouted, "Brother Chenhao, I'm here."
The garden of this villa is behind the 100-meter cobblestone road on the left side of the entrance. Mu Chenhao entered the house directly along the main road, ignoring Qi Yaner.
Seeing Mu Chenhao walking forward without squinting, Qi Yaner became a little anxious and ran after him.
Unfortunately, he was wearing high heels, and the roads in the manor were paved with cobblestones, so he inevitably stumbled and almost fell.
After finally following Mu Chenhao into the house, he tripped over the threshold and fell directly to the floor.
Azheng couldn't see it and wanted to help him up, but was pushed away by Qi Yan'er.
Qi Yaner looked at Mu Chenhao with tears in her eyes, "Brother Chenhao, it hurts. Can you help me up?"
"My arm is injured and I can't lift it up. Ah Zheng, please help Miss Qi." The deep voice contained no emotion, but it was so attractive to Qi Yaner.
Qi Yaner had no choice but to let A Zheng help her up.
Although she fell, Qi Yaner still protected the box in her hand. The box contained blood-replenishing soup for Mu Chenhao, so she must not spill it.
Qingkong was in the room, carefully checking the information about his biological mother.
"Madam, the young master is back."
Qingkong nodded, put down the birth mother's information, and rubbed her sore eyes, "Well, go get the warm soup and deliver it to your young master."
Steamed Bun went to make soup, and Qingkong went to the living room.
As soon as she entered the living room, she heard Qi Yaner's deliberately pretending to be gentle.
"Brother Chenhao, I've made you some blood-tonifying soup. You can drink some of it. I've been making it for seven or eight hours."
What the hell, he actually got into trouble with the eldest lady of the Qi family about making soup? Qingkong was depressed.
The steamed bun came over with the soup. When he saw Mu Chenhao, he put the soup in front of Mu Chenhao and said, "Young master, you are back. This is the blood-replenishing soup that the young mistress made for you."
Mu Chenhao raised his eyebrows frivolously, glanced at Xia Qingkong, and then at Tang, with a faint smile on his lips.
Is this woman competing with Qi Yaner for favor? interesting.
Qi Yaner was getting more and more angry. Was this woman really against her in everything? She gave Mu Chenhao soup to drink, should she take it too
"Oh? What kind of soup is this?" Mu Chenhao looked at Xia Qingkong and asked.
"Apple, jujube and walnut soup." Qingkong answered truthfully.
"Xia Qingkong, what kind of soup are you making? Apples? Jujubes? Walnuts, what are these? How come Brother Chenhao eats these?"
Xia Qingkong glanced at Qi Yan'er lightly, "Whether he eats or not, is it none of your business?"
"You! You are so rude! She is indeed a young lady brought back from a civilian family. She has no education at all."
"Whether I am educated or not is none of your business?"
"Brother Chenhao!" Seeing that she couldn't help Xia Qingkong, Qi Yan'er immediately turned to Mu Chenhao for help. Her eyes were already filled with mist, and tears were about to fall down her eyes.
Mu Chenhao still sat calmly on his seat.
Qingkong glanced at Qi Yan'er, who was about to explode, and poked Mu Chenhao with her palm, "Your god sister seems to be about to explode, won't you coax her?"
"You asked me to coax, and I just coaxed you? How shameless would I be?" Mu Chenhao raised his eyebrows and said.