Chapter 1465: Crisis (5)

Li Si nodded and replied. "Yes, I know, Master. Just now the hospital also came over the phone. Qi Qiming's situation did not improve. At three o'clock in the morning, he went into the rescue room and rescued him. The situation is still not very stable now, but it is always guarded..."
The situation on the side of Qi Lei was roughly reported to Mu Xiaochen.
"Is there any reaction on Qifeng?"
Mu Xiaochen asked.
"I was beaten by Qi Shaosha yesterday, but I went to the hospital with Gu Lingsha, but after I was sick, I went home early. I haven’t seen any movements at this time. Master, this is a real thing. Did he do it? If it is, then he is too mad!"
Li Si is now somewhat incapable of seeing it, frowning.
Mu Xiaochen looked calm as usual. "He does have motives. When he talks about his heart, I think he wants to lose him."
There is some sigh in the tone of Mu Chenchen. "At least, he can do it without any concern."
"Is the young master thinking of Master Ling Tian? In fact, I don't think that Master Ling Tian really wants to do that. Maybe he can't see Gu Lingsha being caught by us. After all, at that time..."
Li Si said cautiously, because the face of Mu Xiaochen seems to be a little tight, he can only accept the words.
"The things between me and Lingtian are not the same as the grievances between the Qifeng Qilei brothers. I don't have to take them to compare with me and Lingtian in the future."
Mu Xiaochen's tone cooled down, and Li Si also subconsciously tightened his body and quickly said, "Yes, Master! I lost my mouth, please forgive me."
Mu Yanchen raised his hand against the eyebrow. "You go back first. Today, the company's meeting will be led by Vice President Zhang Wei. I will take a break for these two days."
"Yes, young master!"
Li Si should, did not dare to say anything, and then directly retired.
When Xia night woke up, it was already more than ten o'clock. Fortunately, Lan Zilang moved the company's morning meeting to the afternoon in time, otherwise she could not catch up.
When grooming and packing down the stairs, the man was sitting on the sofa and looking at the documents. The leisure was relaxed. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the side were opened. The warm sunshine poured into the room, and the light air was faintly accompanied by a touch of light. The flowery, subconsciously looked out at the side of the window, and saw the fresh champagne rose that had just been replaced on the shelf.
"Going out in the morning?"
She faintly screamed and walked down the ladder slowly.
The man who was focusing on the document was also looking up in a moment, and saw her, and the face that had just tightened Qing Jun quickly eased some of it. Looking at her, the big bouquet of champagne rose. Looking at him, he smiled. "Like?"
"You also have the time to be smart."
Xi Xia night walked down the ladder and walked over to him. He also put aside the documents in his hand and poured a glass of water on her. "Sit, hungry?"
"A bit, what about Wang Jie? You are alone? Don't have to go to work today?"
She took the water he had handed over and simply drank two and asked.
"A day off, I also called Uncle Blue and said that you only passed in the afternoon. Wang Jie went back to the old house. The son stayed there for two days and could wait for a meal."
"Mom has a hard time to rest for two days, so the town is so skinny, can the mother relax?"
Xi Xia night smashed the eyebrows, the little guy came over in the past two months, especially after walking, naughty a lot, Fang Hao with some difficulties, fortunately there are Wang Jie, now Mu Chenchen from the old house It’s not so hard to adjust the two servants over and over again.
"Mom's age is not young, she can let her see her grandson, she is naturally very happy."
"Also, there is Grandpa, the room upstairs has been laid out, but he..."
"There is something he has nostalgic over there, throwing his son over there and always watching them, more practical than anything else."
He gave her a slant, glanced at the documents on the table, put them on the side of the shelf, got up and walked over, took the remote control, opened the sound in the living room, and the soft and soothing light music was full. One room.
"The son said is like a cheap toy. I always feel that you don't feel good about him sometimes. Be careful that he will give birth to you when he grows up."
Xi Xia night quite disapproved and looked at him and said.
"As for your temper, don't spoil your sons. If you pay attention to the way you get along, you won't be able to give birth. The children at this time can't be too short-sighted. I am also the grandfather who brought them out with one hand. Are you worried?"
He gave her a sigh of relief -
He would never admit that if her son was at home, she would only have sons in her eyes.
For example, after dinner, she wants to bathe Mu Xiaocheng, slap him to sleep, and then give Mu Ruirui a homework. Next, wash and sleep, basically nothing, nothing at all, like a new marriage, live The world of two people is free, her eyes only follow him...
"I don't have anything. I just worry that this will make the children give us a lot of points, especially if we are still so busy. I haven't been able to stay with my children for a few days. Xiaorui is already sensible. I don't want my. I am not fortunate to repeat it on him. I hope that they can have a complete and beautiful childhood. No matter when, they are not different from other children."
"It is not necessary to get along with each other in order to promote emotional communication. Our sons are also destined to be not ordinary people. I hope that they can learn something from us. If there is a father who has his son, what are you worried about?"
He looked at her with some helplessness. Now the topic between their husband and wife is more of a son. Mu Xiaochen finally understands that he can't avoid it. He also understands his father Mu Tangchuan and his mother Zhuang Shurong. Good intentions.
But Xi Xia night's care, in fact, he can understand, after all, she is not the same as his path, her childhood is flawed and not perfect, she naturally hopes that her children will not be like her.
"You have confidence in them."
She gave him a blank look.
"Of my son, of course, I have confidence that they will be as good as their father when they grow up."
He said as he played with his cufflinks.
"I found that the older you are, the more thick your face is. How do you know that your sons are not blue and blue, and of course, the blue is me."
"Well? Someone is just a delicate snack food at best, but also blue is better than blue?"
He gave her a low smile.