Tang Muzhi raised his hand in shame and slapped her on the arm, but he didn't say anything to refute.
After all, she gradually discovered this problem, and Jing Xiao's appetite was getting bigger and bigger.
Fortunately, everything was within the range she could bear for the time being.
The two had a bit of a fuss, and then continued shopping while chatting and laughing.
Although Yu Youxi kept complaining, she still accompanied her to buy all the things she needed.
"What do you want to eat tonight? I'm treating you." Tang Muzhi held her arm and asked while walking.
Yu Youxi tilted her head to look at her, smiled, and replied: "There is a new hot pot restaurant nearby, go and try it."
Afterwards, they chatted and walked towards their destination.
When he was about to arrive at the hot pot restaurant, Tang Muzhi's cell phone rang.
When the screen kept flickering, she subconsciously hesitated.
Seeing her hesitation, Yu Youxi couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with auntie?"
"No." She denied it simply, but her face was extremely ugly.
Seeing this, Yu Youxi seemed to have guessed something, and asked softly, "Is it because of your father's matter?"
Tang Muzhi didn't answer, just pursed her lips and remained silent.
"I'll wait for you inside." Yu Youxi winked at her and then entered the store first.
"Mom..." Tang Muzhi answered the phone, and there was nothing unusual in her tone, "Call me, are you okay?"
Soon, Weng Lu's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone, "Zhizhi, I've sent you messages these past few days, but you never reply. I'm a little worried."
"Mom, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." She twitched the corner of her mouth in relief.
Hearing the perfunctory tone in her tone, Weng Lu sighed and asked, "Zhizhi, are you blaming me?"
Hearing this, Tang Mu Zhi frowned and didn't speak for a long time.
She didn't know if she blamed her mother, and it was precisely because she didn't want to understand this that she didn't reply to messages these days and deliberately avoided her.
After a brief silence between the two, Weng Lu said helplessly: "Zhizhi, do you think that if I had not reported him, your father might not have died?"
"I don't know." She replied calmly.
In the past, she did hate her father and even wished that he would disappear forever. However, when that day really came, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Perhaps it was never anyone else she blamed, but herself.
After pausing for a few seconds, she added, "Mom, don't think too much. Now that he is dead, many things have ended. Just live your life well."
"I..." Weng Lu hesitated, and finally sighed and changed the subject, "Zhizhi, on New Year's Eve, you and Jing Xiao come over and let's have a meal together. Uncle Lu didn't even see you last time. Come to him, this time it’s just time for everyone to get together.”
After hearing this, Tang Muzhi was stunned for a moment. He did not refuse immediately, but he also did not agree.
She thought for a while and then responded: "I'll try to take as much time as possible. After all, Jing Xiao is very busy."
"Okay." Weng Lu knew that she was half-rejecting, so she didn't say anything more.
After that, they had a brief chat and ended the call.
Putting away her phone, Tang Muzhi stood there for a moment before walking into the store.
She was originally in a good mood today, but now she has no appetite for food.
"Don't look so droopy. You're making me afraid to eat more. I think you don't want to treat me to dinner." Yu Youxi complained in order to lighten the atmosphere, but she never stopped holding the chopsticks in her hand. Pass.
Hearing this, Tang Muzhi couldn't help but chuckle and served her some food, "You should eat more. You worked hard today to accompany me shopping."
"It's good to know that I'm working hard." She murmured vaguely while eating.
During this meal, Tang Mu Zhi was a bit unsatisfied.
By the time she left the hot pot restaurant and returned home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
As soon as she opened the door, she heard the voices of Grandma Jing and Aunt Man talking. They didn't know what they were talking about, and they were very happy.
After seeing her return, Mrs. Jing was the first to speak and said with a smile on her face: "Zhizhi, I'm coming to stay with you for a few days. You won't be unwelcome, right?"
Hearing this, Tang Mu Zhi was startled, and then shook his head, "Grandma, if you can come over, it's too late for me to be happy. How could I not welcome you?"
She knew that this must be Jing Xiao's arrangement again. Although she had made it clear that she did not need her grandma to come over, this guy obviously didn't listen.
Madam Jing smiled and waved to her, gesturing for her to sit down next to her, "Zhizhi, have you had dinner? I asked Xiaoman to make soup, do you want some?"
"Grandma, I've eaten." Tang Muzhi responded softly, then walked to sit next to her, and then said, "Grandma, when did you come over? Why didn't you call me in advance? I'm waiting for you at home."
"I also made a temporary decision." Mrs. Jing held her hand and stared at her lovingly, "I just wanted to come and accompany you."
While speaking, she saw the particularly obvious mark on Tang Mu Zhi's neck. She looked at each other and Aunt Man beside her, and smiled understandingly.
In fact, Jing Xiao didn't ask her to come over. It was she who wanted to come over after listening to Aunt Man's words.
Firstly, I came to see if it was true or not, and secondly, I wanted to replenish her health.
However, Tang Mu Zhi naturally didn't know what she was thinking. He only thought that she was forcibly called here by Jing Xiao, so she felt a little guilty.
With more people in the family, Tang Mu Zhi became more talkative.
They watched TV together on the sofa and ate snacks, really enjoying themselves.
During this period, she also took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Jing Xiao, telling him about grandma coming over.
Jing Xiao quickly replied, but said that he did not ask his grandma to come over.
After getting this answer, Tang Muzhi was a little dumbfounded for a while, but he didn't go into details.
Not long after, when she returned to the room, Jing Xiao called her via video.
This was their first video call, and she was still inexplicably nervous.
"What are you thinking about? Why don't you speak?" Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Jing Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I don't know what to say." She answered honestly, her eyes a little wandering, as if she didn't dare to look at him on the other side of the screen.
But Jing Xiao's eyes always fell on her, taking in every little move she made.
"Actually, I don't know what to say, but I just want to see you." After staring at her for a while, he suddenly spoke, his tone so gentle that it seemed like she could squeeze water out of her mouth.
Hearing this, Tang Muzhi became even more nervous, but still raised her eyes to look at him on the screen.
Seeing the tiredness and haggard look on his brows, my heart suddenly pinched and I felt extremely distressed.
"Is your work going well?" she asked in a low voice with a dull tone.
Hearing that she cared about him, Jing Xiao couldn't help but curl his lips and said happily: "It went very well. I miss you very much. I will come back as soon as possible."
"Yeah." She responded lightly, lowering her head, a little at a loss.
The two of them talked intermittently like that. Although they didn't know what they talked about, they still talked on the phone for nearly half an hour.
After hanging up the video, Tang Muzhi was in a daze for a moment before going to the bathroom to wash up.
On the other side, Jing Xiao was sitting on the hotel sofa with his legs crossed, showing no intention of getting up.
He stared at the computer screen with heavy eyes, holding a cigarette between his slender white fingers. The blue mist rose up, blurring his handsome face.
It wasn't until a voice came from the door that he seemed to come back to his senses.
"Master Jing." Shi Qian called respectfully, and then walked to his side.
Jing Xiao put out the cigarette on his fingertips, put it into the ashtray, looked sideways at him, and asked in an indifferent tone: "Have you found it?"
"I found it. The man told Qian Lin everything he knew." Shi Qian nodded and handed him a few photos. "He said that he just took the 100,000 yuan given by Tang Hong. , and then according to what Tang Hong said, after his accident, he sent the thing out, but he didn’t know what it was.”
Jing Xiao narrowed his eyes and stared at the photo he handed over, his handsome face covered with gloom.
Shi Qian stood beside him, feeling that the temperature around him had dropped sharply. He didn't dare to take a breath, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
After a long while, Jing Xiao asked: "Are you sure he sent the things to Zhizhi?"
"Yes." Shi Qian nodded heavily, "I have called Aunt Man to confirm. Madam did receive the express delivery in those two days, but Aunt Man doesn't know what is inside."
Hearing this, a cold light flashed across Jing Xiao's eyes.
If the thing was really in Tang Mu Zhi's hands, why had she never mentioned it to herself?
Does she not know what it is? Or does she simply not want to say it?
Now that Tang Hong is dead, if Qian Lin wants something, she will definitely be in danger.
But Qian Lin hasn't done anything for so long. Does he not want anything anymore? Or are you making other plans?
When he thought of this, Jing Xiao felt uneasy and his mind was a little confused.
Many doubts came to my mind, but I couldn't find any answers.
Shi Qian looked at his unpredictable expression, hesitated for a moment, and then summoned up the courage to speak again, "Master Jing, Madam has been guarded by someone, and Qian Lin is also being watched. She should be fine."
"Should?" His tone suddenly became a little colder, and he turned his head, with a murderous look in his eyes.
Shi Qian was so frightened that his body trembled, and he quickly explained: "Master Jing, don't worry, I will make arrangements and will never let anything happen to Madam."
Jing Xiao said nothing, still looking like a storm was about to come.
After a long silence, he slowly spoke and ordered: "I don't care what that thing is or what Qian Lin wants to do. Let's find something for him to do recently and let him go to the police station more often."
"Understood." Shi Qian responded respectfully and then left the room.
