At first, when he heard Qin Ranran's name, master Xiao glanced at Lao Zhou discontentedly, but he didn't wave his hand to stop him.
Seeing this, Zhou speeded up his speech and expressed the servant's words to the point.
After hearing this, the old man felt his gray beard on his chin. Instead of answering immediately, he pondered for a while.
It is not a bad thing to let Mu ran meet Qin Ran Ran. No matter how to say that Mu Ran is the father of the unborn child. Even if he has no intention of Qin Ran Ran, he should see him morally.
However, the old man didn't care about Qin Ranran's grievance and forbearance.
In his heart, if it was not for the child, Qin Ran Ran would never have lived in the old house of the Xiao family.
In the stall of the old man's thinking, the old man waited on one side and poured a cup of hot tea for him respectfully.
The mist on the tea curled up, but there was a little ethereal charm.
When the fragrance of tea overflowed in the air, Lao Zhou felt the old man's seemingly absent eyes on him. He quickly leaned over and squatted down, waiting for the old man's next orders.
"You go and arrange for Muran to meet her."
Received the orders of the old man, Lao Zhou bowed down and went out.
When the study returned to calm again, Xiao Zhenhai sipped the tea with suitable temperature, but the turbid eyes behind the thick lens were not like the old man.
Qin Ran Ran Ran changed a good dress and sat back to the edge of the bed again, but this time it was a measure of pride in the corners of his lips.
She knew that the old man would agree to her request. Although the old man is interested in her offspring, but according to the father's comprehensive nature, it is also to comfort himself.
Just waiting is always very anxious, even after just a few minutes, she felt like a long climb over a year.
Qin Ran Ran stares at the clock on the wall, trying to suppress his emotion of going away, and then waits for someone to throw himself into the net.
Li Muran has been sitting on the sofa in the living room since he left the study. Although his anger remains a little bit, it has dropped a lot compared with the initial anger.
He waited for a while, then stood up with the armrest of the sofa to leave, but was stopped by the later old Zhou.
"Young master, I hope you can visit Miss Qin."
It was still cold, as if he had never been interested in anything. Li Muran faced Lao Zhou's indifferent and emotionless eyes for a while, then he was defeated and sighed.
"I see. I'll see her."
Now he can't show his love for Qin Ranran, but she lives in Xiao's house now, and is in the innermost room upstairs. She has been here many times, but she hasn't met her. It's really hard to say.
Converging the emotion of his eyes, he walked to the direction of the stairs under the gaze of Lao Zhou, and went up the stairs step by step until he disappeared into the darkness at the end.
He stopped in front of Qin Ran Ran's house, but he stopped for a moment.
Because Qin Ranbu is not interested in her child, if it is not for her.
Light button three doors, Li Muran twisted the door handle, the door opened. He was no stranger to the room.
As a mother once lived in the house, just look at the structure of the house, he is full of memories.
His eyes some reluctantly left the layout of the room, and then fell in the face of his cheerful smile of the woman, is a frown.
Although it's chilly outside, it's not cold but hot inside because of air conditioning and warm air.
Qin ran ran at this time only wore a very thin black gauze long skirt. With the white skin and the bewitching charm of the corners of his mouth, if he was seen by others, he would be trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.
"Muran, you haven't come to see me for a long time. Do you know how much I miss you?"
She hung her head in shame, but her body moved forward. She put her tender hands on Li Muran's arm and pulled him inside.
Li Muran's expression was a little ugly when he was suddenly pulled, but after looking at her slightly raised abdomen, he gave up the idea of leaving, and let her pull him to the house for a few steps.
Qin Ran Ran flashed a successful smile, and then suddenly turned to his back and pushed his body forward.
Li Muran was made to sit on the bed directly by this sudden action. The soft touch made the room rise, which was called ambiguous atmosphere. His brow was wrinkled.
"I've seen it. Can I go now?" He asked indifferently, as if he were not interested in the carcass in front of him.
Qin Ranran's smile froze at the beginning of his voice, then his eyes moved and his hands climbed onto his shoulder again.
"Muran, do you have to say so unfeeling?" Her white fingers rested on the button of his shirt, and said plainly and pitifully.