Chapter 241

The scream was higher than that. On the roller coaster, Jiang Xiaoshan was holding Xiaobai tightly. Her face was blue and white with fright.

Mu Qingshu still remembers that when she and Huo Jinchen first experienced the roller coaster, she was scared to hide in Huo Jinchen's arms, crying and swearing that she would never play again, but who knows that later she played more and more vigorously, more and more daring, and her voice was no longer screaming but laughing wildly.

Now she is more and more tough on the surface, but her heart is more and more tough. In his absence, Mu Qingshu learned to be brave and strong.

At this time, she was sitting in the shade with Xiaoyuan in her arms, looking at the unrestrained roaring people on the roller coaster, with a faint smile between her eyebrows and eyes.

The strange man who was watching them in the corner didn't have any emotion in his eyes. He was staring at Mu Qingshu. In the hot sun, he was dressed in black and had long sleeves. He was wearing a cap that covered half of his face, but he didn't dare to approach them.

"Ouch, I'm scared to death!" Jiang Xiaoshan patted her chest and started to walk towards dick with trembling steps. Her little face was as white as paper.

"Ha ha, every time I play this game, it's like losing half my life, but this time I've made progress!" Dick held Jiang Xiaoshan in his arms and let her lean on him. He joked.

"What progress, it's just not holding your arm to cry." Huo Xiaobai looks at Dick and opens his mouth.

"Mom, just now the godmother has been holding me and barking. I only heard her cry in the whole process. I was scared by her!" Xiaobai goes over and pours into Mu Qingshu's arms and complains.

"Ha ha, look at Xiaobai. He hates you!" Dick put out his index finger on Jiang Xiaoshan's nose and looked at the man in his arms.

Mu Qingshu raised his watch and took a look. It's been so long. It's time for lunch.

Mu Qingshu asked the Secretary to find a place to settle down for lunch, and then they came back.

"Well?" Mu Qingshu always feels that someone is staring at them. As soon as he looks back, there is no place to look in the sea.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiaoshan walks beside Mu Qingshu, teasing Xiaoyuan all the way. Yinling's laughter accompanies them all the way. See suddenly turn head of wood green Shu, can't help but doubt to ask a way.

"It's nothing. I just feel that someone is following us all the time, but I can't see anyone." Mu Qingshu frowned and looked worried.

"It's OK. Don't scare yourself. It's in broad daylight." Jiang Xiaoshan quickly pacifies her friends, but her eyes also look around.

She was afraid that Zhao Ping would come to their trouble again.

"Well, let's go!" Mu Qingshu nodded and looked back.

Hide the person in the dark in the heart startled for a while, but have so many people to take cover up, wood green Shu won't easily discover oneself.

Looking at their far away back, the man did not stay too much, the tall back disappeared in the sea of people.

Today, I plan to take a good day off. Mu Qingshu has handed over some affairs of the company to the secretary. Naturally, the mobile phone is not on me.

Duan Yifeng lined up for a long time, and then came out of the hospital. The right hand was wrapped with snow-white gauze. Fortunately, it was only a slight sprain. If it was broken, it would be cast.

I opened my mobile phone and had a look. It's time for dinner. Unfortunately, no one has replied to the messages sent in the morning.

Duan Yifeng's mood is a little low. He is worried about whether he has exposed himself or that Mu Qingshu is disgusted with himself?

At the beginning, he only approached Mu Qingshu in order to achieve his goal, but as time passed, he began to rely on this woman.

Mu Qingshu just regards herself as her dead husband, but the emotion on her face can't deceive others.

Duan Yifeng will always create this illusion. He may like to spend time with Mu Qingshu.

Duan Yifeng opened a short message, edited the content and sent it to Mu Qingshu.

Because it is a hand holding the mobile phone, it seems a little difficult to click the keyboard, and it is still left hand holding, it is not very easy.

Since Wang Shen saved Mu Qingshu that day, he didn't show up again. The workshop director of the garage still wanted to get some benefits from them.

During the meal, Mu Qingshu thought of it and asked the Secretary, "did the man who saved me that day get any news?" Mu Qingshu thought that people had saved his life, at least to his face.

"Madam Hui, the man hasn't gone back to work since we went there. I heard he won't do it." The secretary put down his chopsticks and answered.

"Well, I want to thank him face to face!" Mu Qingshu continued to take a bite of the food and ate it slowly. It was not like Jiang Xiaoshan who wolfed down beside him.

"Xiaoshu, this is delicious. You should eat more!" Jiang Xiaoshan put a piece of braised pork in her bowl with an expression of enjoyment.

Such Jiang Xiaoshan seems to have really walked out of the past haze."I said you eat slowly, no one will argue with you!" Dick was just like taking care of a child. He was busy carrying water and paper to Jiang Xiaoshan for fear that she would choke and get rice on her face.

"Godmother, you let Godfather do everything. One day Godfather went out You are more like a child than me... " Xiaobai raised his head, water Lingling big eyes flashing full of pride.

"To you stinky boy, it's fun to hit me now!" Jiang Xiaoshan, with round cheeks, mumbled and raised her hand to tap on Huo Xiaobai's head.

After a meal, with enough wine and food, Jiang Xiaoshan belched contentedly and ran to Dick's side with a smile, holding his arm.

Back in the car, Mu Qingshu saw that the missed calls and messages displayed on the mobile phone were from the same person.

What the hell is Duan Yifeng doing?

Mu Qingshu can't help suspecting in his heart. After reading the text message, he knows his intention.

Duan Yifeng directly said in the text message that he was cooking at home and his hand was scalded. During this time, he couldn't cook for her. Mu Qingshu was depressed. Isn't it just scalding? As for him, he was so eager to report to her?

After pondering for a while, she understands that Duan Yifeng may want to confirm his position in her mind through this text message.

In that case, I'll grind him again for a while.

Muqingshu also didn't return the message. Let's talk about it tomorrow! Today, I said I would accompany them. I don't want them to be left out in the cold.

After the fork, Dick and muqingshu said goodbye and took Jiang Xiaoshan home.

Back home a few people tired, Fu Auntie took wood green comfortable arms of small yuan hold upstairs to rest.

It seems that the little guy is tired of playing and sleeps heavily. The long eyelashes quiver slightly, just like a fan.

"Is Xiaobai sleepy? If you are sleepy, go and have a rest first Mu Qingshu squats in front of Xiaobai, habitually puts his hand on his head and gently caresses his smooth hair.

"Mom, can I sleep with you?" Xiaobai lowered his head and held the hem in his hands.

Mu Qingshu nodded and agreed to take Xiaobai back to the room to have a rest.

When he fell asleep, Mu Qingshu left the room and went to the study to deal with the unfinished documents.

A group photo of her and Huo Jinchen is placed on the desk. She is a face of happiness nestled in the arms of men, petite and lovely. With a happy smile on his face, people who see the photos can not help but be infected by their joy.

Mu Qingshu picked up the photo frame, raised his hand and gently touched the edge of the photo frame. His eyes were light tears.

"Do you know? I miss you so much. I can dream of you every day, and I will think of you when I am idle. How can you go like this? "

Mu Qingshu choked, tears dripping on the delicate white edge photo frame.

It's late at night. The dim light in the study floats in the air of the room. The dim light falls on Mu Qingshu. Her back looks more lonely and thin.

"Madam, it's getting late. Let's have a rest early." Aunt Fu came to her with a cup of hot milk.

Seeing that the light in the study was still on, I thought that it was Mu Qingshu who must be in it.

Aunt Fu is the last person in the family to sleep. She is old and sleepy.

"Thank you, aunt Fu!" Muqingshu took the milk, warm feeling was held in her hand, the original cold hand also gradually warm up.

"Madam, it's hard for me to see you so sad these days. I know you miss the chairman very much, but now that it's over, let's take a look at it! " Aunt Fu went over and put her hand on Mu Qingshu's shoulder to comfort her.

"Aunt Fu, I feel so tired that I can't hold on any longer." Mu Qingshu puts down the cup in his hand and leans to Aunt Fu's arms. Holding her, he feels at ease.

Only at this time will Mu Qingshu expose his helplessness and weakness.

But she didn't know that someone was thinking about her day and night, hiding in the dark.

Early in the morning, Mu Qingshu was woken up by the phone. As soon as he got through, there came the sound of beating.

"Xiao Shu, I heard you went to play yesterday. I'll take you and Xiao Bai out to play next time when I'm free." The aggrieved voice in the tone of Jiang Mucheng feels like a concubine who is not favored by the emperor.

Mu Qingshu was in a bad mood when he was woken up. In addition, this guy had a bad temper.

Considering that Xiaobai is still asleep beside him, he gets up and goes to the bathroom and shouts to Jiang Mucheng at the end of the phone, "Jiang Mucheng, please make clear the relationship between us. First, I don't want to have too much trouble with you. Second, it's impossible between us. If there's nothing wrong, I'll hang up first!" Muqingshuguo cut off the phone.

Jiang Mucheng never gave up.

She still can't let Huo Jinchen go.

Since there is no hope, simply do not give people any hope.

Jiang Mucheng got up early in the morning and touched the dust on his nose. After a look at the time, it seems that it's a little early.However, this still did not affect his mood, every day through the florist to buy a bunch of blue enchantress.

He believes that there will always be a return to adhere to this belief, even if he was rejected n times, still do not give up.

"Have you chosen your flowers, sir?" The beautiful sister who sells flowers walks over and stoops slightly, standing beside him and reminds him.

"Well, just this one!" Just as Jiang Mucheng was about to take it, he was pricked by the thorns on the flowers. Looking at the flowers, he felt that they were very similar to Mu Qingshu, the rose with thorns.

The whole body is prickly but beautiful!

It's not easy to pick this thorny rose successfully.