Mu Qingji didn't receive any more replies from the little girl, and he didn't get anxious. Instead, he stood up and walked to the door, opened the door of the study, looked at Chu Jinhan standing at the door calmly, and asked, "Uncle, what do you want?"

Chu Jinhan folded his arms and looked at Mu Qingji. After a moment of silence, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I'm here to inform you that your cousin was taught a lesson by the head of the **Yun Hall today. I want you to be happy after hearing this. How about it? Are you happy?"

"Nothing, I'm closing the door."

Mu Qingji was obviously not interested in this matter. After saying this, he was about to close the door. Chu Jinhan immediately blocked the study door and said, "Hey! Don't close the door. Uncle has something important to do. Don't stay in the study for now. There are guests at home. You have to go down to meet them. It will be helpful to you in the future."

Mu Qingji stopped closing the door, looked at Chu Jinhan and asked directly, "Who's here?"

"Aji, it's me."

As soon as Mu Qingji finished speaking, a slightly childish and crisp male voice sounded from behind Chu Jinhan. Mu Qingji paused slightly and looked over. He saw a young man in a white suit standing in the corridor, smiling at him.

Mu Qingji looked at him in silence for a moment, then walked out of the study, came up to the young man and shook hands with him.

"Gu Jingyu, long time no see."

"Mu Qingji, it's been a long time since I saw you either."

Chu Jinhan looked at these two gifted men with a slight smile on his lips. If Xiao Ji and Gu Jingyu joined forces, they would probably create the next person that would terrify people in the underworld. He was looking forward to it.

Here, Song Lianqing took Xiaonaituanzi and the two brothers Qi Xiangyu to the post office at the entrance of the village. After sending out the meat, fruits, and the paintings and words drawn by Xiaonaituanzi, he brought back Mr. Little Bear that Mu Qingji had sent.

The outer layer of cardboard was removed at the express station, revealing a very delicate gift box inside, about twenty to thirty centimeters high. The little baby would not let anyone touch it, and held it with great care. He walked very carefully, for fear of dropping the gift box. His clumsy and cautious look was really heartbreaking and funny.

"Baby, can daddy help you hold it? You'll easily fall if you walk like this."

Song Lianqing couldn't bear it any longer, so he made a suggestion to the little boy. The little boy held the gift box, looked at him and shook his head firmly, saying in a baby voice, "Little Candy is a man, of course you have to take your own things! Daddy, don't feel sorry for me, I can do it!"

The cute words spoken by the little milk dumpling like a little adult were so adorable that Song Lianqing almost couldn't help himself. He could only hug him and the gift together and kiss and rub him. Fortunately, he was still rational, otherwise the gift of the little milk dumpling would have been in trouble.

"Okay then, Dad will walk with you and walk slowly."

Song Lianqing rubbed the little baby's head and finally compromised. After all, the little baby is the cutest baby in the world.

"Boss, you're walking so slowly. I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes... ha... eh..."

The impatient little fat boy couldn't help but complain when he saw that the little milk dumpling was so slow, and then yawned. The little milk dumpling held the gift and looked at the road and said, "Mantou, you can go first with Xiang Yususu!"

"It's okay. We'll be there in a little while. Just walk slowly, little Candy."

Qi Xiangyu looked back at the little kid, said this softly, then looked at the road ahead, sighed in his heart, and looked calm.

"It won't be long. We'll be at our place soon. I'll take Qi Xiangyang back for a nap. You and your dad can walk back slowly."

The little fat boy nodded milkily. Song Lianqing glanced at Qi Xiangyu's hands that were resting on the little fat boy's head and thought it was funny in his heart, what a childish guy.

When they arrived at the place where Qi Xiangyu and his brother lived, the little fat boy was taken to take a nap, while the little milk ball and Song Lianqing walked towards Aunt Liu's house together.

It took a long time to reach the destination. The little kid hurriedly untied the bow and opened the lid of the box. A little bear in a suit was lying among the fragrant red roses, and there was a light blue letter next to the little bear.

"Dad! The little bear my brother gave me is so cute!"

The little kid took Mr. Bear out of the gift box, his little face full of joy. Song Lianqing took a look at the number of roses and the letter in the gift box and felt a little strange.

Why are there roses and letters in a gift for a child? Is it for appearance? But candies are for boys? Girls only like this kind of packaging... Well, okay, his kid seems to like it.

Before Song Lianqing had a strange idea in his mind, he saw the little kid cover and tie up the gift box again, then hold it to the bed with great care, and lie close to Mr. Little Bear. It was obvious from his bright big eyes and innocent smile that he loved the gift very much.

Song Lianqing covered his cheeks and discarded the strange thoughts in his mind. He thought he was overthinking it and that maybe kids nowadays are just more trendy.

Little Milk Ball sat in the bed and read the letter happily. There was nothing special written in the letter, just one sentence: Guoguo, please give me your guidance for the rest of my life. - Mu Qingji

The little boy who didn't understand all this simply thought that Mu Qingji's words meant that they would be good friends for the rest of their lives, so he was very happy. He carefully put the letter back into the envelope and put it in the compartment of his backpack.

"Dad, can you help me put these flowers in a vase? They are so beautiful!"

When Song Lianqing heard what the little boy said, he immediately walked over, rubbed his little head, and said, "Okay, Dad will help you put them in the vase and put it on the bedside table."

The little kid nodded happily and kissed Song Lianqing on the cheek, "Thank you, Dad!"

Song Lianqing received the kiss and went to work happily, but he didn't know that he was just "making wedding dresses for others". It was a typical example of someone selling him out and he still helped count the money.

Little Naitianzi had just taken some photos and sent them directly to Mu Qingji, and also expressed his gratitude to him and his appreciation for the gift.

[Guoguo]: Brother, Little Candy received a gift!

【Guoguo】:Picture x3 [Photo of the gift]

Mu Qingji, who was chatting with Gu Jingyu at the time, felt the vibration of his phone, and looked at Gu Jingyu. Gu Jingyu immediately understood, picked up the teacup and said, "I'm a little thirsty, drink some tea, you see."

Mu Qingji gave Gu Jingyu a look of gratitude, then took out his cell phone and started chatting with the little girl.

[Mu Qingji]: Well, as long as you like it.

【Guo Guo】: Thank you, brother~ Love you (*^ω^*)

[Mu Qingji]: Yeah, good boy.

【Mu Qing Ji】: Take a nap now, I'm busy.

【暮清寂】: Let’s talk again in the evening.

【Mu Qingji】: I will find you.

Little Tuanzi captured important information from these messages. Mu Qingji was busy now, so he said goodbye to Mu Qingji very sensibly, although he was a little reluctant.

[Guo Guo]: Okay! Good afternoon, brother.

【Mu Qing Ji】: Well, good afternoon.

Mu Qingji put down his phone and looked at Gu Jingyu. Seeing gossip in Gu Jingyu's eyes, he coughed lightly and said seriously, "Go on."

Gu Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, put down his teacup, and did not ask about Mu Qingji's privacy. Instead, he continued the previous topic with him. The overall atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.