Chapter 734： Is it really an accident?

Mu Hanlin saw that Qi Anran didn't seem to put their words in his eyes, for fear that she would really do something stupid because of worrying about their safety.

His face was slightly heavy, and it was rare to use a stern tone to align Anran: "Don't worry about this, we will take care of it. Remember, in the future, no matter who asks you who Ai Zhen is and what he looks like, have you seen him? You have to tell them, you don’t know him, you haven’t heard of him, you don’t know everything about him, do you know?"

Qi Anran opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but closed his mouth under Mu Hanlin's stern gaze and nodded.

A little smile appeared on Mu Hanlin's face: "Don't be afraid. If there are any papers similar to this one in the future, you can continue to publish them under the pseudonym Ai Zhen."

"But..." Qi Anran wrinkled his brows and disagreed. He caused such a big trouble after one publication. Wouldn't it annoy the group of people if he published a few more times?

As if seeing Qi Anran's mind, Mu Hanlin laughed and said, "The more you publish, the more they will want to find you. The more they want to find you, the more courteous the two of us who know you will be. Even if you feel dissatisfied, you can only hold it back."

"But in case they jump the wall in a hurry..."

Mu Hanlin's face was sullen, and he said displeased: "I'm listening to me or listening to you? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten, and I can't be sure of their careful thinking? It's so decided, stop arguing, or I should be angry."

Qi Anran pursed his lips, did not speak, obviously still a little bit disagree with Mu Hanlin's words.

When Mu Hanlin saw this, he sighed and said quietly, "An Ran, you must remember that you are only eighteen years old, you are still young, and everything about you has just begun. And I still have Sang Lao, we are both half way. People who are buried in the coffin have nothing to be afraid of."

When Mu Hanlin said this, he paused abruptly, and then said for a while: "Don't let me give the white-haired person to the black-haired person anymore."

Qi Anran was shocked, eyes widened in surprise, and looked up at him.

When Huo Yizhen came to pick up Qi Anran and went home, he found that his wife's mood was a little bit wrong today, and the whole person was depressed and worried.

As a loyal dog husband who always puts his wife in the first place, Huo Yizhen frowned and cared about Qi Anran for the first time: "What's the matter? His face is so ugly and worried?"

Qi Anran shook his head: "Nothing?"

"can not say?"

Qi Anran was stunned for a moment, and greeted Huo Yizhen’s worried gaze. After all, he opened his mouth: “Some time ago, Master Tuo Mu helped to publish a paper in an academic journal. It was seen by the people in the research institute. Today they sent someone over. Find me."

Huo Yizhen's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words "Academy": "Did they embarrass you?"

"No. They didn't even notice that I was sent away by Old Sang and Master Mu. Master Mu and the others... seem to really not want me to enter the Imperial Academy."

Knowing that those people hadn't noticed Qi Anran, Huo Yizhen was relieved without a trace, and agreed: "It's not a clean place, so you don't need to go. They are also for your good, don't think too much."

After hearing Huo Yizhen's words, Qi Anran turned his head and stared at him for a while, then looked at Huo Yizhen so that his back was hairy: "What's the matter?"

"A Zhen." Qi Anran's tone was a little hesitant, "My mother... really died in an accident back then?"