When Mu Qingxuan says this, Mo Yanrui's heart seems to be soaking in a honey jar. He almost wants to pinch his hand to see if he is dreaming.
Although Mu Qingxuan still doesn't talk much to him, her attitude is obviously softer than before. At least she is willing to stay in the same space with him for dinner. This is a great progress for Mo Yanrui, and he believes that the situation will gradually get better.
Christmas is coming. Xiaochen thinks that this is the first Christmas with mummy, so his enthusiasm is very high. Sister LAN and Mu Qingxuan also accompany him to buy Christmas decorations.
"Mommy, I want to hang the top star myself." Xiaochen looked up and pointed to the top of the two meter high Christmas tree.
Mu Qingxuan frowned and disagreed: "it's too dangerous."
"But I really want to..." Xiaochen looks at her pitifully.
Mu Qingxuan thought about it and then said, "it's too dangerous. Let me help you."
Xiaochen stares at her and thinks for a few seconds before she says in a dull voice: "Mommy, do you want to stay with Xiaochen?"
Mu Qingxuan nodded: "of course."
Xiaochen smiles and nods to agree with her proposal.
Mu Qingxuan asked someone to bring a ladder.
"Miss mu, if you climb so high, I'm afraid there will be danger. Otherwise, I'd better leave. I'll let others go up."
LAN Sao said anxiously, this wood young lady is a young master's top-notch person, if has any mistake, that may not be good.
Mu Qingxuan smiles: "it's OK. I'll be more careful." She probably also guessed why Xiaochen wanted to hang the stars in person.
She once told him a fairy tale, in which she mentioned that if she hung the top star on the biggest Christmas tree, Santa would promise to keep what he wanted most.
Does Xiaochen want to keep her most? Thinking of this, Mu Qingxuan feels warm.
She carefully climbed up the ladder, just high enough to reach the top of the Christmas tree. After stabilizing the center of gravity, she reached out and hung the star up.
Xiaochen claps her hands happily below. She looks down and smiles contentedly.
She thought about coming down the ladder, but she slipped and fell.
The people below all exclaimed, and her heart also clattered, waiting for the arrival of pain, but she fell into a warm embrace.
Mo Yanrui saw such a thrilling scene as soon as he entered the door, and his heart was about to stop. He threw away the document in his hand and ran quickly to save her. Fortunately, he caught it. Fortunately!
Mu Qingxuan opens her eyes. Mo Yanrui's handsome face comes into view, and the fear on his face is clearly visible. Her heart is suddenly hit.
After a while, she was relieved to find that he was still holding her: "you You put me down first. "
Mo Yanrui slowly put her on the ground, then realized that her arm was a little tired.
"How can you climb so high? Don't you know it's dangerous?" Mo Yanrui said sternly. At the thought that she was almost hurt, his heart was like being held tightly by a big hand, breathing hard.
"I..." Mu Qingxuan hasn't recovered from the shock. In the face of his question, he has no answer.
Xiaochen ran out and said to himself, "Daddy, I want to hang the stars. Mommy is afraid that I'm in danger, so she did it by herself."
Mo Yanrui frowned and scolded: "how can you let mommy do such a dangerous thing! What's more, Mrs. LAN, why do you let them do mischief? "
Mrs. LAN and the servants bowed their heads in guilt.
"Well, it's my decision. Don't blame them." Mo Yanrui takes a breath and says nothing more.
Mo Yanrui reached over her shoulder and said, "are you hurt?"
His nervous appearance can make Mu Qingxuan laugh and cry. Isn't she safely caught by him? How could she get hurt?
"Young master, do you need a family doctor?" Seeing Mo Yanrui who was too nervous, sister-in-law LAN immediately forgot his reprimand and couldn't help laughing and joking.
Mo Yanrui's face suddenly dyed crimson, clear cough two: "you tell sister-in-law LAN you have nothing, need to call a doctor."
Then he went upstairs in a hurry.
After the servants dispersed, Mrs. LAN affectionately took Mu Qingxuan's hand: "Miss mu, don't be angry with the young master any more. He is very nervous about you. Even if he was wrong before, maybe it was because he cared too much? "
Mu Qingxuan pursed her lips and looked upstairs.
Is that right? Should she persuade herself to forgive him for the mistake he might have made because she cared too much about her?
The Christmas that Xiaochen was looking forward to finally came.
Mo Yanrui asked the personnel department to leave work two hours in advance for everyone in the company to enjoy Christmas.
Gao Jian is incredible. Is his boss changing too fast? Three days ago, I was a workaholic day and night. Today, I want all my employees to go home early for the holiday? The problem is that in previous years, Lingrui group did not leave work earlier than Christmas."President, I want to talk to you about the progress of the new energy case in the United States." Gao Jian stops Mo Yanrui as he prepares to leave the office.
Mo Yanrui raised his eyes and looked serious: "Gao Jian, I'm not interested in new energy now." Then he patted him on the shoulder and left.
Gao Jian was stunned. He didn't look at the sound source until he heard the burst of laughter. He was not happy.
"Gao tezhu, I say you don't know how to look at the boss. Ruishao can rush home today. Who is as lonely as you? You only have to work when you open your mouth and shut your mouth."
Xiao Wei's merciless teasing makes Gao Jian's face even heavier.
"Why are you here?"
"Gaotezhu, you should not know that I have got the magnetic card of Lingrui group headquarters. You may see me often in the future."
Recently, there have been many changes in Haicheng's business. Xiao Wei often comes to see Mo Yanrui, so Mo Yanrui simply gives him permission.
Gao Jian was shocked as he was struck by lightning: "you..." Even if the president's personality is unpredictable, now there is a savage and rude Xiao Wei. How can we live this life!
When Mo Yanrui gets home, the Christmas dinner is already on the table. Mu Qingxuan and Xiaochen are taking photos. Mo Yanrui suddenly enters the mirror from behind. Mu Qingxuan's face becomes a little nervous.
"Mommy, let's dance." Xiao Chen is wearing a silver suit today, which is just like Mo Yanrui's father son style. He is an elegant little gentleman.
Mu Qingxuan agreed to him. After a few dances, Xiaochen stopped: "Mommy, why don't you dance with daddy?"