This weirdness is because Huo Qiran has always been warm and smiling. Even if he doesn't speak and has no expression on his face, he is still gentle, but it is not the case at this moment.

He looked at her and Brayden, and the expression on his face seemed confused, puzzled, and... unhappy.

But what does Huo Qiran look like if he is unhappy?

Jingli doesn't know.

Besides, she probably didn't have the chance to see him unhappy.

Despite this, she pushed Brayden again and said laughing and crying: "Don't just use it randomly by learning one or two Chinese vocabulary, just talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Brayden looked sincere and serious, and he was almost swearing, "Every word and every sentence I say is true, you must believe me."

Jing Li smiled at Huo Qiran helplessly, and then said, "You go back first, and you have to drive to the restaurant. Remember to rest early, bye."

She said as she pushed Brayden hard towards the hall.

The two of them walked, quarreled, and joked, clearly in an extremely intimate posture.

Huo Qiran stood outside, watching the two of them walking into the elevator and completely disappearing from his eyes. Then he finally slowly withdrew his gaze and turned around and walked silently towards the parking place alone.

When Huo Qiran finally got home, Yueyue was sitting on the sofa downstairs and calling. When he saw him calling "Brother", he just responded softly, and without even looking at his sister, he walked straight upstairs.

Yueyue was stunned and called him again: "Brother! I have math problems to ask you!"

Huo Qiran, as if he hadn't heard it, had disappeared upstairs.

Mu Qian came in from the back garden and asked, "Brother is back?"

Yueyue snorted and said, "The man is back, but I don't know where the soul is yet! Ignore me when I shout him!"

After hearing this, Mu Qian couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Can't the cold worsen again?"

She said as she hurried upstairs.

When he walked into Huo Qiran's room, he had already fallen on the bed with Yi. Mu Qian hurried forward and reached out to his forehead.

The temperature is normal and there is no fever.

Huo Qiran slowly opened his eyes and shouted, "Mom."

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qian said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Huo Qiran shook his head.

"Although I said it's okay?" Mu Qian stared at him, "I'm hoarse! Has the cough worsened again?"

"No." Huo Qiran said, "I had some spicy food tonight."

"You're so spicy when you cough like this?" Mu Qian said, "You want to piss me to death, don't you?"

Huo Qiran responded a little vaguely, then said, "I won't do it anymore in the future."

After hearing this, Mu Qian gently stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, then said, "Get a good rest. If you feel really uncomfortable tomorrow, don't go to the laboratory. Have you heard it?"

Huo Qiran responded again, not knowing whether he had heard it or not, but he slowly closed his eyes.

Mu Qian glanced at him, curled the corners of her lips, got up and left his room, pushed the door open and walked into the study.

Huo Jinxi was preparing for a video conference later. When she saw her coming in, she only asked: "Is Qi Ran back?"

"I'm back." Mu Qian said, "I don't know what was stimulating."

Huo Jinxi looked up at her and said, "You are so happy that your son is stimulated?"

Mu Qian snorted softly and said, "Ignorant men should be taught a lesson. My position has never changed on this point, even if that person is my son."

When Huo Jinxi heard this, he snorted slightly, and then said, "Why don't that talented writer learn something to be able to be sensible?"

Mu Qian glanced at him and said, "Romantic is not guilty, only if it is not romantic is guilty. People are not wrong, what lessons do they need to learn?"

Huo Jinxi snorted again.

Mu Qian walked behind him, hugged him from behind, leaned against his shoulder and said, "I've asked me to have dinner again. I've pushed it many times, and I'm embarrassed to push it again."

"So, it's not reasonable to say that it's not right if you don't go to the appointment?" Huo Jinxi asked coldly.

"It's not just unreasonable. It's just that you have to take the initiative to invite someone to dinner, so that you can repay other people's enthusiasm!"

After hearing this, Huo Jinxi reached out and twisted her body lightly or seriously.

...

That night, Huo Qiran was drowsy all night, not knowing whether he was asleep or not. When he woke up in the morning, he not only felt bad, but also completely lost his throat.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Qian couldn't help but say, "Don't go to the laboratory today, just rest at home and ask Uncle Bei to come and give you an injection."

"It's okay." Huo Qiran replied with a difficult lip, "I can't hold on and I will come back to rest."

Mu Qian glanced at him and said, "There are guests at home tonight. Even if you hold on, come back early."

After hearing this, Huo Qiran just nodded as a response.

Seeing that he was indifferent to interest, Mu Qian turned to Huo Jinxi and asked: "You said that we should entertain Stewart and the others, should we prepare Western or Chinese food?"

Hearing this question, Huo Qiran suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Qian, and still could only use his mouth: "Is the guest at night Stewart?"

Instead of answering his question, Mu Qian laughed and said to Huo Jinxi: "Look at this way, does he look like he was when he was a child and could not speak, he could only communicate with others with his mouth..."

Seeing that Mu Qian did not answer his question, Huo Qiran couldn't help but make another sound like sawing wood: "Stewart?"

"This voice is more like when he just started." Huo Jinxi immediately cooperated with Mu Qian and gave his son another blow.

Huo Qiran pressed his temple with some headache.

After the couple finally laughed enough, Mu Qian cleared her throat and answered his question: "That's right, it's Stewart. I heard that his son has also come to Tongcheng and plans to invite them all to visit."

Huo Qiran paused and said, "Where is Jingli?"

Mu Qian carefully identified his mouth shape, "What? Abandoned ribs? Do you want to eat abandoned ribs?"

Huo Qiran immediately closed his mouth again and looked at Mu Qian with a grievance.

He didn't believe that Mu Qian didn't know what he was asking. His biological mother was clearly intentional.
Chapter completed!