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   "Good night, Miss." Uncle Yang smiled as usual.

  If you choose the happiest person among those who know the news, it will probably be Uncle Yang.

   Several young masters urged me overtly and secretly for countless times, but there was no news, but the young lady was very conscious of this.

   "Good night, Uncle Yang."

  Murong Qiao replied in confusion, and went upstairs to return to her room, so she didn't see the gratified look on Uncle Yang's face.

  She pushed open the door, found the phone and called Huo Yichen.

  The system beep sounded the first time, and it was connected immediately, as if someone had been staring at the phone over there.

   "Jojo?" It was Huo Yichen's voice.

   There was a bit of panting, as if he was still exercising just now.

  Murong Qiao coughed lightly, "Brother and the others know, it happens that everyone is here, come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"

   When facing Huo Yichen, it was easy to say this kind of thing, and Murong Qiao even had a bit of lightness and joy in his tone that he didn't realize.

   "No problem." Huo Yichen agreed without hesitation.

  He was standing in his room at the moment, and his other hand, which was empty and not holding a mobile phone, was gradually clenched. It was the tension that Murong Qiao didn't see.

  Huo Yichen originally thought that since his mother passed away, nothing could make him nervous and important—

   But Murong Qiao is different, and meeting parents is even more different.

  Murong Qiao couldn't help laughing when he heard the strangeness in Huo Yichen's voice. "Isn't it still calm before?"

  She couldn't help teasing Huo Yichen, but her cool hand was still pressed against her hot cheek, trying to cover up the tension in her heart.

   "That's not the same..." Huo Yichen replied in a low voice.

  The voice coming through the phone seemed to have become a little hoarse, and the end of Murong Qiao's ear that was pressed against the phone became a little hotter.

  The temperature on his face also rose, and Murong Qiao lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly in pleasure.

  The attention attracted by Huo Yichen prevented Murong Qiao from noticing the footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

  The person who walked over was Uncle Yang, holding a paper document in his hand, and slowly knocked on the door of the young master Murong Chen.

"Enter."

  Uncle Yang pushed the door open as he said, and then saw his young master typing on the computer, most likely dealing with the company's affairs.

  He put the information in Murong Chen's hand, "This is the information you asked me to check."

   "En." Murong Chen responded, picked up the coffee and took a big sip.

  Uncle Yang didn't move. Seeing Murong Chen drank nearly half a cup of coffee at one time, he couldn't help but speak a few words of persuasion.

   "Drinking coffee is not good for your health." Uncle Yang frowned.

  Murong Chen took another sip without changing expression, nodded in agreement, and picked up the materials.

  There wasn't much information, Murong Chen took a quick look at ten lines, and it contained all of Huo Yichen's experiences from childhood to adulthood, almost in detail.

   "The Huo family..." he sighed.

   That old fox Huo Hong would be very happy if he knew that his son was with Murong Qiao.

  Uncle Yang understood what Murong Chen meant, but expressed a completely different opinion from the other party.

   "This is a good thing," Uncle Yang agreed with such a change. "Miss has already passed puberty."

  The implication is that Murong Qiao is not ambiguous when he takes one matter so seriously, so parents don't need to stop him too much.

  Of course Murong Chen knew, "I have nothing against Huo Yichen himself, but the Huo family is a big trouble."

  As the heir who came back halfway, Huo Yichen, there are countless people in the Huo family who want him to die, and they are dormant in the dark at dangerous times.

  As Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen get closer, it is inevitable that they will not be targeted by those people, and they will encounter danger that may endanger their lives. This is what Murong Chen is most worried about.

  The little sister who finally came back, Murong Chen selfishly did not want anything to happen to her.

   "But..." Murong Chen changed the subject, "If he can't even deal with the Huo family, there's no need to stay by Qiao Qiao's side."

  He doesn't care about the benefits brought by Huo Yichen or anything else, as long as he can protect Murong Qiao well, that's the most important thing.

  Murong House had a few lights on for a long time tonight, the night slowly fell, and the sky turned into a pale morning light, heralding the arrival of a new day.

   "Morning, brother." Murong Qiao woke up very early today.

  As soon as she got downstairs, she greeted Murong Zheng and Murong Chuan who were already in the living room.

   Murong Chuan nodded in response, "Good morning, are you ready to go out?"

  His eyes fell on his neatly dressed younger sister. Murong Qiao was wearing a casual light pink sweater and jeans, obviously going outside.

   "Huo Yichen may be arriving soon, I'll pick him up." Murong Qiao explained.

  She saw the news that Huo Yichen would arrive soon when she just got up, so she planned to go directly to the door and wait for someone.

  Murong Zheng put down the magazine in his hand, "Don't you want breakfast?"

   "Yes, I even asked Uncle Yang to leave you sandwiches." Murong Chuan's tone suddenly became annoyed.

  If it wasn't for Murong Zheng's reminder, Murong Chuan would have taken care of his sister.

  Murong Qiao's little thought of skipping breakfast was shattered by her second brother Murong Zheng. She was about to say that it's the same to pick up people first before eating, but was interrupted by Murong Zheng's movement of getting up.

   "I'll pick them up, you can honestly eat at home." His tone was light, but he didn't give Murong Qiao the choice to refuse.

  Murong Zheng casually put the magazine on the coffee table, and looked at Murong Qiao who was not moving. "You don't want to hear me tell you about the harm of skipping breakfast to the human body, do you?"

  This sentence made Murong Qiao's thoughts of trying to struggle successfully disappear.

   "Forget it." Murong Qiao sat on the sofa honestly. "He should be outside by now."

  Murong Zheng responded casually, put his hands in his pockets, put on a coat, and walked out the door.

  He looked very leisurely, as if he was going for a walk, but Murong Qiao always felt that the second brother seemed to be the kind of person who was not kind.

  Murong Qiao watched his second brother's back disappear at the door and before he retracted, his vision was blocked by Murong Chuan's stretched out hand.

   "He has a sense of propriety, he just picks up someone." Murong Chuan went to the kitchen to get the sandwich and put it in his younger sister's hand when he said this.

  The sudden heat in her hands made Murong Qiao relax a little. She looked down at the thin slices of luncheon meat in the sandwich. It was bright in color and full of fragrance. Just smelling the smell made her stomach growl.

   "Second brother speaks very... sharply." Murong Qiao said vaguely.

   The delicious sandwich made Murong Qiao feel better to some extent. She bit off a corner lightly, and unconsciously looked towards the door, as if a familiar figure would appear there in the next moment.

  Thumping footsteps came from upstairs, so energetic that Murong Qiao could tell it was Xianyu just by hearing it.

   "Someone seems to be here." Xian Yu stretched, "I think the second brother met him outside."

  He glanced at his younger sister who couldn't sit still, "Don't look, I just saw the two of them chatting at the door."

   This is the first time that Huo Yichen visited Murong's house with a different identity. He arrived ten minutes earlier than the expected time. When he was about to go in, he met Murong Zheng who came out to pick up his sister.