Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Take Jingjing to England? ? You...
In the original text, the author seemed to have run out of ideas at the end and started adding characters and plots crazily.
So in the later period, the ultimate villain appeared without any warning - Qin Chuyao's uncle.
Liu Jingheng still remembers that when the family of his sister in the next bed read about the scene where his uncle personally took off his mother's oxygen mask and coldly watched her leave, he couldn't help but shudder.
What kind of person would disregard the law and even humanity and deprive my mother of her chance to survive?
Liu Jingheng quietly looked over.
Qin Mu was only about twenty years old, a young man with high spirits and a handsome face. The smile on his face was handsome and gentle, like a piece of simple and warm jade. It was difficult for anyone to connect him with the beast who killed his own mother.
Liu Jingheng took two steps back, her calves caught by the wheelchair, and she sat down in it.
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Old Master Qin's iron hand of death slapped Qin Mu's shoulders one by one, and his laughter was as loud as thunder:
"You kid! You didn't even tell me you came back, but you gave me such a big surprise."
"That's right, uncle. I was planning to visit you in England after graduation." Qin Chuyao agreed.
He suddenly realized that Cheng Yunqing was still beside him, and hurriedly pulled Qin Mu to introduce him to him:
"Yunqing, this is my uncle. He's been abroad for a few years. Uncle, this is my friend Cheng Yunqing, a top student at Jinhai University's Medical School."
Qin Mu took the initiative to reach out to Cheng Yunqing:
"Nice to meet you, hello."
Cheng Yunqing politely shook hands in return.
Qin Mu's gaze slowly moved to Liu Jingheng's face. His fingertips trembled slightly, and his voice became tense.
"This is..."
"He's just an unimportant person," Qin Chuyao said perfunctorily. "Uncle, you must have been tired from the journey. Come up and rest for a while. Have you eaten yet?"
Qin Mu nodded and went upstairs amid the warm welcome of the crowd.
When he reached the spiral staircase, Qin Mu glanced down secretly.
Liu Jingheng sat in a wheelchair, using Cheng Yunqing's body to shield herself, like a cautious deer that left the forest for the first time and saw the vast world. She didn't dare to be too conspicuous and only stuck out half of her head to observe.
Qin Mu retracted his gaze, cleared his throat, and asked Qin Chuyao softly:
"The one in the wheelchair is a girl?"
Qin Chuyao was suspicious and puzzled:
"Aren't his masculine features quite obvious?"
After a while, he said thoughtfully: "It is a bit effeminate."
Qin Mu slowly closed his fingers and put them into his trouser pockets with an ambiguous look.
After everyone left, Cheng Yunqing squatted down and pulled up Liu Jingheng's trouser legs, carefully examining them:
"Why are you rolling downstairs again for no reason? Are you hurt?"
Liu Jingheng wilted like a deflated ball.
Frame-up Plan 2.0 failed.
Upstairs, Old Man Qin didn't care whether Qin Mu hadn't adjusted to the time difference yet, and kept chatting with him about all sorts of things.
"Qin Mu, when your father took your family to settle abroad, Chu Yao was heartbroken for a long time. He said that he liked you, his cousin, more than his biological uncle. Qin Du was strict with him, but you were about the same age as him and were willing to take him out to play. Chu Yao even stole our phone to book a flight to England."
"I'm going back to China to discuss a business deal soon. I'll probably be here for a few months. I don't have any other relatives in China, so I can only come and bother you, uncle."
"What's wrong with this kid?"
"I hope Uncle doesn't mind. Speaking of which, why haven't I seen Brother Qin Du?"
"Qin Du just went to the United States and will be back in a few days. I will take everyone together for a good gathering then. Is your father in good health?"
Qin Mu asked and answered, looking out the door frequently, somewhat absent-mindedly.
Seeing that the old man couldn't stop talking like a funnel, Qin Mu interrupted him:
"I saw quite a few unfamiliar faces at my uncle's house when I came back this time."
The old man said happily:
"You're talking about Teacher Xiao Liu. Uncle Li, you must know her."
Qin Mu nodded.
"His name is Liu Jingheng, a Jinhai University student. He's been working as an intern housekeeper in my house lately and has been teaching me calligraphy."
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment and confirmed again: "Is it a girl?"
"Haha, Mr. Xiao Liu has a delicate appearance and a quiet and reserved personality. He is a bit like a girl. But he is a handsome man."
Qin Mu lowered his head and pondered.
It seems that the other party has concealed his true gender for some unknown reason, and so far, no one in the Qin family has noticed it.
Qin Mu looked at his right hand.
If you accidentally take someone's innocence, as a man, you must take responsibility to the end.
*
At this time, it was noon in San Francisco, USA. The straight and wide Golden Gate Bridge connected the city of San Francisco and the northern Marin County, standing between the mountains and the sea.
Qin Du had just finished a business negotiation and was being driven back to the hotel by his secretary to rest.
"Um, Representative Qin..." The secretary looked at the rearview mirror from time to time, and after observing Qin Du's serious face, his tone became more cautious.
Qin Du looked up at the rearview mirror, meaning to say whatever he wanted to say.
"This is my first time in the United States, and it's all thanks to Representative Qin. I shouldn't have asked..." The secretary swallowed, "But my sister kept asking me to bring her a gift. She wants to show off to her classmates..."
Qin Du lowered his eyes: "I understand. After sending me back to the hotel, you can rest as well."
The secretary breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"Do you need to buy anything for your family? I'll bring it all for you."
"No." Qin Du's voice was decisive and indifferent.
He often travels abroad on business and has never brought any gifts for his family.
If his family wants to go abroad, it's just a matter of a word. The gifts they choose are the most to their liking, so he doesn't need to interfere.
The secretary seemed to be in a good mood and kept chattering about buying more things for my sister. The family had a lot of foreign debts and my sister was in poor health. It would be impossible to take the family on an overseas trip for a while. I don’t know if my sister will have the chance to go further and see the outside world in her life.
Qin Du put on his headphones, seemingly having no interest in the secretary's family affairs.
The secretary glanced in the rearview mirror and kept silent.
He had followed Qin Du for three years and knew Qin Du's character very well. To put it nicely, he had a sense of boundaries, but to put it bluntly, he was cold-blooded.
The secretary who loves a harmonious family really couldn't understand how someone could go out and not even bother to pick out souvenirs for family and friends.
The car stopped in front of the hotel. The person who adapted to the situation immediately greeted the lobby manager and came to greet them with a large group of people.
The Fairmont Hotel is located halfway up the mountain, facing the mountains and the sea, with a broad view.
The waiter brought the meal and red wine. Qin Du seemed to be tired, so he asked people to go about their business. He took off his coat, prepared some water, and planned to take a bath and rest.
Soaking in the warm water, Qin Du casually picked up the card on the table.
【International Pet Expo】
Below a line of large English characters are carefully edited images of cats and dogs, which are very pleasing.
Qin Du put the card back.
After a while, he took the card again and called the secretary:
"Can you finish before two o'clock?"
"able!"
"Put the car aside after this. I have to go somewhere temporarily."
…
The pet expo was crowded with people.
The secretary followed behind Qin Du and curled his lips:
A man who says one thing and means another, and says that you don't care about your family.
"Representative Qin doesn't like pets very much, so why did you come here on a whim?" said the secretary with a smile.
"To kill time." Qin Du said casually.
His eyes were fixed, and he didn't even glance at the animals or the surroundings on either side, as if he was really just shopping to kill time as he said.
"No need to follow me, I'm going to go shopping alone." Qin Du sent the secretary away.
As soon as the secretary left, he stopped and looked at the cotton kitten toy beside him.
When leaving the stall, Qin Du had two cotton kittens in his hands.
The further in he went, the more people there were. Qin Du glanced over and saw a group of people not far away taking pictures around a glass display cabinet, shouting "so cute" over and over.
Qin Du turned around and walked back, avoiding the crowd.
He doesn't like crowds, and he doesn't like careless onlookers dirtying his expensive haute couture suits.
After taking only two steps, he stopped.
Without leaving a trace, he took a step back.
Two steps, three steps——
Qin Du stood at the back of the crowd, and with his height advantage he could see clearly who the "so cute" person they were talking about was.
A white puppy about the size of an adult's arm, with two ears drooping naturally, and a clean and gentle light brown color.
The puppy's head was round like a ball, its chubby limbs were stretched out, and it tilted its head, curiously gazing at the crowd outside the window. It was so adorable that when it was still, it looked like a carefully crafted puppy toy in a window display.
Qin Du glanced at the puppy's ID card.
A show-quality Cotton Veil dog named "Penny" has "Auction" written in bold in the price column.
Its brothers and sisters around it are also priced between 30,000 and 80,000 US dollars.
Qin Du raised his eyebrows. Although he was not short of money, he couldn't understand why a dog could be sold for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of RMB.
The staff member spotted Qin Du from the crowd at a glance. After seeing him staring at him for a long time, he squeezed through the crowd and asked in English with a smile:
"Hello sir, this cotton veiled dog named Penny will be auctioned in one hour. Are you interested in participating?"
Qin Du withdrew his gaze, and the word "No" rolled around in his mouth for a few times before he swallowed it back.
“Yeah.”
…
Qin Du sat in the auction hall, looking at the bidding card in his hand, still trying to recall why the word "no" turned into a decisive affirmation after rolling around a few times.
After thinking for a long time, I could only vaguely recall the WeChat message that came to my mind at that time:
【I like all small animals.】
Qin Du put the bidding card aside.
boring.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the auctioneer came on stage with a puppy that looked like a marshmallow toy.
The little guy was well-behaved and sensible. He stood there without making any noise. His big eyes like black pearls carefully observed every guest in the audience, guessing with whom he would go home to live a rich life.
The host explains the rules:
"This is a four-month-old show-quality cotton veiled puppy. She's a very affectionate little sister and also an excellent emotional comfort dog. The starting price is $80,000. Each bid is $20,000. Bids can be cut, and the highest bidder wins."
As soon as the words fell, someone in the venue immediately raised a sign.
Although Qin Duren was sitting at the auction site, he didn't seem to have any intention of taking it home. He crossed his legs elegantly, his eyes calm and straight, like a sculpture.
"One hundred and twenty thousand!"
"One hundred and four hundred thousand!"
"One hundred and sixty thousand!"
At the scene, two big guys who came from nowhere were already blushing because of a little dog. When the little dog barked out 420,000 US dollars, the two men's purpose became not simple.
The dog is not important, face is more important than anything else.
Qin Du listened calmly to the ever-increasing prices, secretly thinking that this auction was truly unique and interesting. For a dog whose lifespan was at most a dozen years, people were willing to spend all their money.
"Four... four hundred and forty thousand..." The boss who was chasing closely had a weaker tone, no longer as resolute and confident as at the beginning.
"Four...four hundred and sixty thousand!" another person shouted through gritted teeth.
Qin Du narrowed his eyes and tapped his knees lightly with his fingers.
Now, the bid has reached 3.35 million RMB.
The boss raised the sign again, raised it halfway, and then retracted his hand embarrassedly.
People need to know when to advance and when to retreat...
The host looked around and, noticing the silence, raised his right hand:
"Four hundred and sixty thousand for the first time!"
Qin Du slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the bidding platform.
The snow-white marshmallow puppy with pale honey-colored ears keenly sensed that he was about to have a home. He could no longer sit still, so he stood up and turned around, wagging his little tail like a propeller.
Qin Du suddenly frowned.
A dense voice in my mind came: "I like all small animals."
It was deafening, drowning out the host's quotes.
"Four hundred and sixty thousand for the second time!" The host raised his hand again.
Qin Du's fingers kept stroking his knees, and countless transparent filaments seemed to appear in the air, attracting his sight and tightly holding the puppy on the other end.
The host raised his hand one last time:
"Four hundred and sixty thousand, the first..."
"Six hundred thousand." Suddenly, an indifferent male voice sounded in the quiet meeting room.
Everyone's brows lifted and they looked over.
The Asian man in the dark blue suit stood tall and straight, with dark hair and a dark face revealing a unique oriental charm. Even when sitting among a group of suited men, he still stood out.
As soon as Qin Du opened his mouth, someone beside him couldn't help but:
"That's six hundred thousand dollars."
Qin Du turned a blind eye, put down the bidding card, and waited for the host to make an offer.
The two people who were chasing each other just now were completely silent this time.
A dog auctioned for over $400,000 is truly beyond its true value. The question is, is face more important or money?
Seeing that the others were afraid to speak, the host said loudly:
"Six hundred thousand once, six hundred thousand twice, six hundred thousand... three times!"
The little hammer struck hard—
"Six hundred thousand dollars, deal!"
…
In the hotel, the secretary and Penny were staring at each other with their dog.
Countless question marks fell:
Didn't Mr. Qin dislike animals? Didn't he just go there for a stroll? What was wrong with the dog? And what about those kennel staff outside who seemed ready to kneel down and thank the representative?
Four million and two hundred thousand RMB?
Priced on a gross basis? Cheating?
Qin Du loosened his tie and said to his secretary:
"You should contact a reliable international shipping company now. The puppy's safety is the most important thing."
Secretary: “Okay…”
As soon as the secretary left, Penny turned around in the room, ran to Qin Du's feet, sat down, raised her head, and her little eyes were bright and lively.
Qin Du unbuttoned his shirt and looked at it with his eyes lowered.
After a long time, he reached out his hand to the puppy. The puppy stuck out its tongue happily, raised its front paws and placed them on his arm, swaying its butt from side to side.
Qin Du chuckled.
Suddenly, his body paused and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
Qin Du withdrew his hand, straightened up, turned his back to the puppy, and looked indifferent.
Penny: Woof?
*
The next morning, the Qin family mansion was quiet and peaceful.
Uncle Li woke Liu Jingheng up and said:
"Your school sent a notice saying that the internship period is halfway through and requires each internship unit to submit a brief evaluation of the students' recent internship. The one writing your evaluation is the master, and my words don't count, so you should be diligent these days and leave a good impression on the master."
After saying that, he gave Liu Jingheng detailed instructions on today's work flow.
Liu Jingheng nodded. She had just woken up and was still confused. She casually took out a face towel from the drawer and went to the public bathroom.
He put the face towel on the sink, then remembered that he had forgotten to bring facial cleanser, so he slowly slid his wheelchair back the way he came.
As soon as I walked out of the door, a tall black shadow came towards me.
He raised his head slowly, and after a moment's hesitation, a hint of fear welled up in his eyes.
Seeing the villain's face so early in the morning really affects my mood.
Liu Jingheng whispered "Good morning, Mr. Qin" and hurried away in her wheelchair.
Qin Mu looked at his hurriedly leaving back, and saw that his wheelchair got stuck on the doorstep halfway through. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover the corners of his smiling lips.
So cute.
I entered the bathroom and just turned on the faucet when I caught a glimpse of the paper bag on the washstand.
His body slowly stiffened.
It's a sanitary napkin.
Qin Mu pondered for a long time, took the sanitary napkin and put it in his pocket.
After washing up and going out, I saw Liu Jingheng hiding at the corner of the stairs, monitoring.jpg
Qin Mu straightened up, strode up to Liu Jingheng, took out a sanitary napkin and handed it to him:
"your?"
Liu Jingheng opened her mouth and realized that she had mistakenly taken the sanitary napkin for a face towel. This sanitary napkin was bought as a prop when she went to deliver something to President Qin last time. She spent more than ten yuan on it and had never been willing to throw it away.
He reached out his hand carefully, trying not to touch the villain's fingers:
"Thanks……"
Qin Mu smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons:
"You're welcome. Be more careful next time."
Liu Jingheng:?
What to pay attention to.
After washing up, Liu Jingheng started the first lesson of the day as a housekeeper according to Uncle Li's request - serving breakfast to the Qin family.
The Qin family’s breakfast is as rich as a state banquet, and the requirements for ingredients are extremely high.
The eggs must be freshly laid, the seasonal vegetables must be freshly picked, and the pork raw material for the red sausage must be the front leg meat of black pigs that are no older than four months old.
The old man hadn't had enough to eat for a few days, but he started to become particular about it.
Liu Jingheng delivered the plates to each person in turn. Qin Chuyao observed them carefully and tested for poison with a silver needle.
Cheng Yunqing did not eat with them and went to the hospital before dawn.
After finishing most of the breakfast, the nannies brought a silver carved fruit bowl, poured in natural spring water, and then presented a fruit tray to Liu Jingheng, instructing him to wash each fruit, cut it and arrange it on the plate.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand, would it taste better this way?
He picked up a Fengshui pear that had been airlifted in early in the morning. It looked no different from an ordinary pear, but the price was worlds apart.
The old man said, "Teacher Xiao Liu, prepare something for Qin Mu first. He hasn't been back home for a long time. Let him taste the flavor of his hometown."
Liu Jingheng slowly came to Qin Mu holding the pear, and was about to put the pear into the water——
A big hand suddenly put down the knife and fork, and held the pear a second before his fingers entered the water.
"I can do it myself." Qin Mu smiled gently.
"Uncle, don't spoil him. He comes to our house to work, not to be taken care of in our old age." Even the food couldn't stop Qin Chuyao's mouth.
Qin Mu smiled, took the pear, and said in an ambiguous tone:
"After this special period is over, I will use you well."
Liu Jingheng:?
What special period?
After breakfast, Liu Jingheng followed Uncle Li's instructions and went to the courtyard to monitor the gardener's work.
Uncle Li didn't really want to order him around, he just thought the weather was good, so he asked Liu Jingheng to go to a place with dense vegetation to breathe in the natural forest oxygen.
Liu Jingheng slid her wheelchair through the courtyard, where bamboo trees overlapped, pavilions were spacious, and vermilion railings surrounded a circular pool. Black fish shadows appeared and disappeared on the stones at the bottom of the water.
Liu Jingheng took a deep breath. The warm May breeze brushed against her cheeks, blowing away the vibrant colors of the treetops.
I'm in a good mood.
The greatness of life is that it always brings surprises one after another.
Liu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, such beautiful scenery is like a rushing tide, which surges across a short life and is eventually buried in the deep sea.
I hope that after I am gone, there will be a sea of warm flowers blooming in front of my tombstone.
But will anyone remember to erect a monument for him a few years after his death?
Liu Jingheng was lost in thought as she casually picked a handful of small red berries from the branch. She rubbed them gently, and the berries burst open. The bright red juice splashed onto the hem of her clothes, forming bright blood spots.
Liu Jingheng wiped his hands on his clothes. Why did Uncle Li ask him to come over?
Forgot.
When he has nothing to do, he will open the game to harass the boss.
The boss is always busy, but he is online at this time.
[Hello.] Liu Jingheng sent a message, [I haven't seen you online for a long time. Are you busy lately?]
The boss took a long time to reply:
[Well, I'm on a business trip abroad, so it's 10pm here, so I go to bed right away.]
Liu Jingheng: [Thank you for your hard work.]
He stared at the phone for a long time, and all conversations came to an abrupt end after the word "hard work".
It seems that the boss is tired and doesn't want to go back.
Liu Jingheng originally wanted to send a message saying "Let's play games together when you return to China", but just as she clicked on the boss's account, a message popped up:
I went to the International Pet Expo this afternoon. Would you like to see some photos?
【Ya】【Ya must see! 】In order to express my excitement, I deliberately added an exclamation mark.
“Ding——” a message popped up on WeChat immediately.
Liu Jingheng happily clicked it, and her hands and feet became more nimble than before.
What followed were all kinds of cute little animals, including parrots, capybaras, blue and white British shorthairs, etc., as well as a few photos of marshmallow-like puppies.
Although Liu Jingheng didn't know English, she could understand the price on the label.
So expensive...
"So cute." He said, "I like it."
In addition, there are some cute little animal peripherals. Liu Jingheng likes the Capybara straw hat very much and looks at it repeatedly for a long time.
[Thank you.] Liu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief.
[What are you thanking me for?] The boss asked.
【You still remember that I like small animals. 】
[You're welcome.] The boss's tone was as cold and indifferent as ever.
"In that case, can I ask you for a favor?" Liu Jingheng asked.
Qin Du frowned slightly on the other end of the phone. So where is the logic of the causal relationship between the two?
【you say. 】
Liu Jingheng: [Wait three years after my death, can you please help me erect a tombstone?]
Boss: [When will you die?]
Liu Jingheng: [I don’t know. It might be very soon, or it might take two days.]
Boss: [Who are you standing for?]
I have no friends or family, so I might as well just lie in the dirt.
Liu Jingheng smiled:
"I'll go back and see you after I become a ghost. If possible, please plant some flowers for me, preferably roses, pink."
Boss: [Where in the world did this ghost come from?]
Liu Jingheng: [Yes.]
Although I have never seen it, traveling through a book is already considered metaphysical.
The boss insisted: [I haven’t seen it.]
Liu Jingheng: [It really exists.]
Boss: [In that case, you can figure it out yourself after you become a ghost.]
Liu Jingheng: ...
[Okay, if there is no, then there is no...]
Boss: [Asleep.]
After leaving two words, the boss’s avatar immediately turned gray.
Liu Jingheng held her cell phone, feeling lost.
If he told others that there were ghosts in the world, Qin Chuyao would say "you're sick"; Cheng Yunqing would also say "you should believe in science". Only the big guys would argue with him endlessly over such boring things.
Liu Jingheng stroked the boss's portrait on the screen, curious about what kind of person he was.
Come to think of it, I don't even know if he's a man or a woman. It would be nice if I could meet the boss before I complete the mission and travel back.
"rustle--"
Not far away, the soles of my shoes stepped on the fallen leaves, making the setting sun seem even more peaceful.
Liu Jingheng was still immersed in her thoughts, with her head lowered deeply.
"rustle--"
A pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of him.
Liu Jingheng slowly raised her eyes.
The backlight forms a soft halo around the visitor's face.
"Why are you slacking off here?" Qin Mu's voice was as light and ethereal as the midday breeze.
Liu Jingheng's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously looked around.
Oh no, I walked deep into the courtyard without realizing it, and I couldn’t find Uncle Li or the gardener.
His gaze quietly fell on Qin Mu's hand. The devil's hand that had once pulled off his mother's oxygen mask was quietly tucked into his trouser pocket, like a wild beast that could unleash its ferocity at any time, lurking in the dark.
Liu Jingheng dragged the wheelchair backwards, but it got stuck on a rock and couldn't move.
Qin Mu saw that he frowned slightly and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. Just as he was about to explain, he saw the blood-red spots on the hem of his clothes.
Liu Jingheng also noticed the way he was scrutinizing her, as if he was examining a piece of pork belly with even fat and lean parts.
He quickly threw away the crushed red berries in his hand, and his stupid little brain started to work, recalling the green tea quotes in the original text, trying to escape.
I remember that the original owner had met the villain several times, and even discovered the villain's plan to steal important documents and almost died at his hands.
What did the original owner say:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but seeing you do this, I can't help but give you a thumbs up. You are the worthy heir of the Qin family. Chu Yao is still too young. It would be good to give him some experience."
You can't pretend that you didn't see it, it will only make you die faster. It's better to pretend to surrender and buy yourself time to escape.
Liu Jingheng swallowed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Qin Mu's face.
The rusty tongue rolled up and said:
"hug……"
The word "apology" is like poison, I just can't say it out loud.
Her heart was beating like thunder and Liu Jingheng's head began to buzz.
Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, stripping down to a white work vest.
The hand holding the shirt moved closer to Liu Jingheng step by step.
Liu Jingheng didn't even dare to look at him, her whole body almost curled up into a ball.
Whether it works or not, at least let him finish his lines before taking action...
Even though he will die sooner or later, he is dead anyway, so can't he just go in peace?
"Snap." With a soft sound, the shirt with the scent of freesia covered his thighs, and the sleeves were pulled back and tied into a knot, covering the mottled red spots on the hem.
The next second, a big hand passed through the waist and back, and the other hand supported the knee, and one hand exerted force upward.
Liu Jingheng suddenly felt dizzy. The strong feeling of weightlessness caused him to involuntarily grab Qin Mu's shoulders and hold him tightly.
Qin Mu chuckled:
"Okay, hug~"
The ending tone is pleasant, rising, gentle and melodious.
"You really are good at acting like a spoiled child."
Liu Jingheng, shivering.jpg
No duck.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone your secret. So, in order to help you keep the secret, I can only apologize for the offense." Qin Mu said with a smile.
Liu Jingheng:?
What secret do I have?
Qin Mu carried him back to the house with a puzzled look on his face. When Uncle Li saw this, his eyes almost popped out.
This Qin Mu is very dangerous! What should our Boss Qin do with this?
And this insignificant little Jingjing, you should learn to say "no"!
Uncle Li was very disappointed with his son.
"Master Qin, let me do it." Uncle Li's face was wrinkled with laughter. "My daughter Jingjing looks thin, but she's not light at all. Please don't tire you out."
Qin Mu tilted his head slightly, looked at Uncle Li's frail body, and said calmly:
"Not heavy, like a feather."
Uncle Li: Damn, I didn’t notice that.
Qin Mu nodded politely to Uncle Li and carried the trembling Liu Jingheng back to the room.
He put the person on the bed and casually picked up a porcelain cup from the bedside:
"I just came to your room to see you. I made you some sweet soup with red dates and longans. Have you had it?"
Liu Jingheng huddled into a ball:
"What do you want me to do..."
Qin Mu opened the lid of the cup, and the sweet fragrance of red dates spread in an instant.
"Bring you some soup."
Liu Jingheng scratched her cheek. "Oh, just the soup."
Wait, this couldn't be poison.
He looked Qin Mu up and down, suddenly pointed at the necklace around his neck and asked:
"What is this made of?"
Qin Mu took a look: "Platinum."
He pointed at Qin Mu's watch again: "This one."
"Steel and diamonds."
Liu Jingheng fell silent.
Qin Mu took off his watch and handed it over: "Like it? Give it to you. Or maybe there is a women's version of this watch. Can you wait for two more days?"
Liu Jingheng:?
Why give it to me? Why a women's model?
Unable to find silver to test the poison, Liu Jingheng picked up the porcelain cup and pushed it over:
"Take a sip and let me see."
Qin Muqingyue's eyebrows slowly raised, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
After a long time, he couldn't help laughing:
"You suspected me of poisoning you."
Liu Jingheng didn't say anything, alert.jpg
Qin Mu sighed helplessly, picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip, saying:
"It's not poisonous, are you relieved?"
Liu Jingheng took the porcelain cup hesitantly, looked at it, smelled it, and tasted it with the tip of her tongue.
So sweet.
Gulp gulp——
Seeing that he had no more water left, Qin Mu untied his shirt from his waist and put it on, then took out a few hot packs from his pocket:
"This, put it on your belly to warm it up."
Liu Jingheng:?
I don’t understand, but I will do it.
At this time, Uncle Li was hiding outside the door, staring at him sinisterly.
Seeing Qin Mu leaving, he danced gracefully into Old Master Qin's study.
"Master~~~!" Uncle Li stomped his feet, his voice gentle and aggrieved.
The old man spat out a mouthful of black tea, fear welling up in his eyes:
"You...don't do this, I'm scared."
Uncle Li came over and began to massage the old man's legs and shoulders, then asked tentatively:
"It's your nephew, Master Qin Mu. Isn't his nickname the Playboy?"
The old man said "tsk".
"A playboy? More like a love basket."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"Don't be fooled by his playboy face; he's actually more innocent than an elementary school student." The old man thought to himself and laughed. "When he was in high school and hadn't yet gone abroad, he came back from school one day with a serious face and said he wanted to marry a girl in his class."
Uncle Li was shocked: "This is not a love basket, this is a love wolf."
"Later, we found out that he participated in the school's ballroom dance and danced hand in hand with a girl in the class. He felt that this was called adultery and that he should be responsible for her, so he insisted on marrying her."
Uncle Li: “…What happened next?”
"Later, the girl got married, and he stopped."
Uncle Li: "No, there are still such pure-hearted people these days? They can almost be listed as an endangered species."
After a while, Uncle Li smacked his lips and said, "That's not right. It sounds like he's a straight man straighter than steel."
The old man glanced at him:
"Have you finished your work? If you're chatting here, you'll find someone to talk to."
Uncle Li ran away in shame.
Halfway through, the old man shook his hand and made up his mind: No, we will live a quiet and happy life, and I will protect Mr. Qin's second half of his life!
*
When Qin Du was away, Uncle Li turned on spy mode.
Whenever he saw Liu Jingheng and Qin Mu showing signs of wanting to be alone together, he would quickly hide in the dark and eavesdrop, and even take notes of their key points in a small notebook.
He listened and took notes, muttering:
"Master Qin asked Jingjing if she had a passport, and Jingjing said no. Master Qin said he would stay in China for a while, and if Jingjing trusted him, he could help him get a passport and visa."
"Master Qin then asked Jingjing if she had ever been to England. Jingjing said no. Master Qin said Manchester was so beautiful, like a scene from a movie. He also asked if she had seen Harry Potter, saying that Prisoner of Azkaban was filmed at Lake Windermere."
Uncle Li tutted. He hadn't realized that Young Master Qin was such a talkative person.
Uncle Li continued to write:
"Master Qin asked Jingjing if she would like to go back to Manchester with him. They could also go to Liverpool together to see the world's longest canal..."
The pen tip stopped.
Bad Liao!
Young Master Qin is secretly planning to take Jingjing to England!
Uncle Li rushed downstairs in a hurry and wandered around the hall for a long time, not knowing what to do.
Uncle Li left, but the conversation in the room continued.
Qin Mu: "It's a pity that you are not in good health. Otherwise, I can take you to England to play and see the outside world."
Liu Jingheng really has no interest in traveling:
"I don't think that's necessary..."
"It's okay. I've actually been thinking about returning to China. I prefer the ease and comfort of life back home to living abroad." Qin Mu gently grasped the corner of Liu Jingheng's clothes and caressed it nonchalantly. "At the latest, after you graduate from university, if you want to continue your studies, I can also help you contact good teachers."
Liu Jingheng's CPU stopped working completely, like a crashed computer, and she tried to restart it.
I don't understand what he is talking about.
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