Chapter 367

Mu Qianqian stood in the garden of Rongjia mansion in his exquisite cheongsam, facing the flowers in the garden, which was indescribable melancholy.

She has been here for a week. Today is the 60th birthday of Rong Laozi. Will Rong heting come back?

Mu shallow palm caresses his stomach which has no obvious change, and the heart sinks gradually.

Since the last time she asked for Rong heting with her baby in her stomach, the man completely disappeared in front of her eyes, and didn't even call her.

Mu Qianqian still remembers that he was looking forward to having a child with her, even if he never said he would marry her.

I don't remember who said that if a man wants to have a child with a woman, it means that a man is in love with that woman.

When she heard this, she was still secretly happy, because she finally felt that he loved her a little.

Now, has he given up her completely and no longer expects her baby?

In the mind flashed the picture of mushen in the gun, Mu shallow self mockery smile, sigh her sad.

Even if Rong heting comes back to her now, can she accept him unconditionally? It's impossible. From the moment when leisurely heting killed Mu Shen, there was no possibility between them.

Just because she knew the ending of her and Rong heting, Mu Qianqian was completely ignored by the elder Rong in the Rong family mansion. She did not think of any way to change her situation.

Today is the elder Rong's birthday. Even Ting LAN and Yun Rong are busy. Maybe in the whole Rong family's mansion, only she is hiding in the garden like an outsider?

"Get me a shovel."

In the distance came a man's voice, deep with a fresh breath, but also pull back the shallow thoughts.

Is there anyone in the garden like her?

She remembered that all the people seemed to be in the hall on the first floor of Rongjia mansion, where the guests of today's banquet would be active. Who would have the leisure to come to the garden like her?

Mu shallow curious, people also unconsciously toward the sound source.

Across the flowers, around a pine tree, Mu shallow to see a middle-aged man in a white dress is squatting beside the flower bed, facing a wonderful orchid slightly frowning.

The man looks more than 40 years old. He is not too dirty to buckle the soil under the orchid with his fingers. His well maintained face has a dignified look, like the orchid in front of him is extremely dissatisfied.

Mu Qianqian even felt that the temperament of the man was the same as that of orchids in the soil, with humility in the noble spirit.

The man also hears the footstep sound when Mu shallowly approaches, raises the eye to see in the past, he can't move the eye any more.

For a moment, Ling Yu felt that time seemed to go back to 30 years ago, and he seemed to see his mother again.

Even his hands gently touching the soil under the orchid stopped. Ling Yu was completely lost in the beautiful figure not far away who was slowly approaching him.

Delicate but elegant color cheongsam outlines the right line of women, and the face of the dust, just like the mother in memory.

"Are you going to move this orchid, sir?"

Mu shallow did not notice in front of the man in the eyes of the strange, after approaching, her line of sight has been staying on the orchid, slightly locked eyebrows.

"This orchid is not suitable for planting in this kind of place. The soil under it is too fertile."

Ling Yu finally found his reason, smiling at the simple face of orchids in front of the girl, surprised that there were people who did not know him at the party.

"You know LAN, too?"

Mu Qianqian stares at the orchid, and then squats down. His finger extends out unconsciously. He follows Ling Yu and slowly pulls the soil near the orchid.

"I don't quite understand, just a little bit."

"Oh? Little girl, what do you know? Tell me Ling Yu also seems to be interested. He likes to talk about flowers.

Mu Qianqian finally moves his eyes away from the orchid and looks at the man squatting beside the orchid with her, some shyly explains.

"You must know a lot about flowers? I don't know much about it. I only know that orchids seem to be planted in sand or gravel. It's not suitable for orchids to grow in such fertile and thick soil with so much water. "

Lingyu patiently listened to Mu Qianqian's explanation, looked at Mu Qianqian's shy expression, and the way she spoke seriously, she felt more and more like her mother in his memory.

"Few women modestly say in front of me that she doesn't know flowers. Girls in aristocratic families will learn some flower knowledge from childhood. You are very different."

"Well, that's probably because I'm not a girl in my family, so I don't care about myself. Don't you understand, sir, do you mind?"

Mu shallowly looks at Ling Yu with sincerity in his eyes.

I've been with Rong heting for a long time, and I've been used to some of the people who are following him. Every time I go to a party, I can't remember her very well.If the gentleman mind that she is a civilian, she will be very cooperative to leave and no longer disturb.

Ling Yu laughed and kneaded the little girl's head. "I like you very much. I don't understand. Let me have a chance to show off my income on flowers. You can't get tired of me as an old man."

Mu Qian smiles with a curved brow and eyes. The gentleman in front of her makes her feel extremely cordial. Even she has not found it. This is her first sincere smile in recent days.

"Sir, you are not old at all. You look like you are forty years old, and you are not ancient. How can you claim to be an old man?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Ling Yu couldn't help laughing, touching his face childishly and showing his satisfaction to Mu shallow.

"I'm no more than three years younger than Rong Zhennan. He's called an old man at sixty today, but I'm not confused in the young girl's heart. If he hears that, he'll be half dead!"

"Pooh Mu shallow also smile to make a sound, for in front of narcissistic Mr.

Soon a servant came over with a shovel. When he saw Mu Qianqian in the garden, he was surprised. It was rare for master Ling to talk to any woman other than Madame Wen.

"Miss mu, why are you here? Didn't you go to the hall? "

Mu shallow bow head, can't call the name of the servant, let her feel embarrassed.

In the days after her arrival, Hua Yunrong announced her existence to all the servants in the Rong family mansion. Unfortunately, there were too many service personnel in the Rong family, which she could not remember.

"I only know sister LAN and Yunrong, and the old man doesn't like me very much, so I won't disturb you."

"Oh, you can stay here with master Ling. I'm busy."

Naturally, the servants saw her situation clearly in the few days after Mu's arrival, and because they understood master Ling's temper, they were not too rigid, so they nodded and left.