132: C132 Hidden Secrets(last Part)

C132 Hidden Secrets(last Part)

Mu Anren stared at the woman on the photo frame. His eyes were dim and he seemed to be lost in thought.

"Dad …" Mu Qingqing saw that he was still in a daze, so she called out to him.

"Where, where did you find this picture?" Mu Anren remembered, after she left, many things were burnt. Where did you find this photo frame?

"I happened to pass by a storage room at my grandpa's place and saw this photo frame. "Oh, right. There's even a photo album. Dad, do you want to take a look?" Mu Qingqing's expression was full of joy, as if she didn't know what Mu Anren was feeling.

Mu Anren nodded with great difficulty. He held the photo frame even tighter, afraid that if he let go, there wouldn't even be anything left for him to remember.

Mu Qingqing pulled out a chair and quickly walked to the cabinet by the side. She opened the drawer and took out the photo album.

Mu Anren's hands trembled a little when he saw the thick and old photo album. Did he leave this album as well? He looked at Mu Qingqing nervously. Did she notice anything?

"Dad, a lot of them are old photos. There are also pictures of Mom when she was young." Mu Qingqing smiled innocently, as if she was admiring the photos of Mu Anren and Su Cuiyun.

Mu Anren was slightly relieved. No matter how smart she was, she was only 14 years old. Furthermore, only a few people knew what happened that year and no one would tell Mu Qingqing.

"They're all old." Mu Anren wanted to start flipping through the photo album, but realized that he didn't have the courage to do so. These past few years, he had long since become a sharp thorn, and as long as he flipped it over, it would surely make his heart bleed.

She wouldn't be able to return.

As for the substitute, he was currently lying in the bedroom upstairs, peacefully indulging in his sleep, completely unaware of his thoughts.

Mu Qingqing immediately noticed his abnormality and asked, "Dad, why don't you look at these old photos?"

"Cough …" I'll see later. " Mu Anren pretended to be calm, but he couldn't let go of the black-and-white wedding photo no matter what. He couldn't even shift his gaze away. At that time, he was wearing a military uniform, holding 'her' by the shoulders, smiling with determination.

But they would never be able to return.

Mu Qingqing lightly knocked on the long white table, her gaze lingering in the mist of the boiled egg in front of Mu Anren. She looked hesitant.

"Qingqing, what are you thinking about?" Mu Anren held the photo frame with one hand as he enjoyed Mu Qingqing's breakfast. However, he noticed that Mu Qingqing's expression didn't look quite right.

"I don't know why, but when I saw this picture, I had a strange feeling." Mu Qingqing shook her head slightly, looking as if she must have been mistaken.

"What illusion?" Mu Anren was completely oblivious to what was wrong with Mu Qingqing's words, so he just casually asked her.

"I don't think the person in this photo looks the same as my mother." Mu Qingqing said hesitantly, but her eyes remained glued to the table in front of her, afraid to meet Mu Anren's gaze. It was as if she was afraid that Mu Anren would be angry.

"How is it different?" Mu Anren was shocked and panicked. A mouthful of the scalding distillers grains scorched his tongue.

Mu Qingqing quickly poured a glass of cold water for him. Her hands didn't dare to slow down at all.

After a while, Mu Qingqing didn't dare to speak up again. She felt that her father had always been good to her and didn't want to make Mu Anren unhappy.

"I'm fine, go on." Mu Anren's tongue felt numb, and he was extremely nervous. However, he wanted to know Mu Qingqing's true thoughts, even though … The real idea would make life difficult for him.

"The mother in the photo was smiling very gently …" Mu Qingqing said in a low voice.

Yes, gentle. Su Cuiyun, who was upstairs, usually seemed gentle and gentle to him. However, imitating such a thing, it was difficult for her to draw a tiger with her skin and draw a tiger with her bones.

"Your mom has sacrificed a lot for our family all these years, so she's got a bit of a temper." Mu Anren tightened and loosened his grip on the spoon, as long as Mu Qingqing didn't notice it was two people. And this was a rare opportunity for him to speak up for Su Cuiyun.

"But why do I feel like the person in the photo and my mother are two different people?" Mu Qingqing muttered, her voice just happened to be heard by Mu Anren.

Mu Anren failed to hold the spoon properly and the porcelain made a crisp sound.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Mu Qingqing asked in a timely manner.

"How... Why would you think that? " This was the first time Mu Anren found out about the relationship between mother and son. Mu Qingqing had a feeling about the picture in his hand, and she could see that it was different from the same person.

"It's really not the same. Although the photos look exactly like their mother, their foreheads are wider and one is narrower. Also, this finger, the picture clearly looks better." Mu Qingqing listed two different places and used facts to reason with Mu Anren.

Mu Anren's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Mu Qingqing really was his biological daughter. She was observant in every detail, sharp and meticulous.

"Dad, what do you think?" Mu Qingqing boldly asked.

"This... Are your eyes playing tricks on you? This photo was taken by a camera, so it's normal for it to be slightly different from a real person. " Mu Anren tried his best to explain calmly.

However, Mu Qingqing immediately opened the photo album. She flipped to the picture of her taking a bath when she was ten months old. It was still 'she'.

Mu Anren was so nervous that his hands were drenched in sweat. Mu Qingqing came prepared.

"Dad, this photo is exactly the same as the one in your hand." Mu Qingqing's expression turned darker and darker.

The dining room was silent. Mu Anren stared at the photo of Mu Qingqing bathing in the bathtub and became flustered. His daughter had asked him the truth, but he didn't dare to answer those questions.

"Dad." Mu Qingqing called out to him, her voice naturally carrying a trace of questioning.

Mu Anren looked down at the time on his watch. It's time to go to the company. He quickly put down his spoon and picked up the album and the photo frame.

Qing Qing, dad is going to work at the company. You have to study at home. If you want to go out and play, you have to bring bodyguards. With that, Mu Anren put the photo album and photo frame under his arm, then took out a stack of money from his wallet and gave it to Mu Qingqing. Take the money and use it. Dad will be leaving first. "

Escape.

Mu Qingqing wanted to stop Mu Anren, but Mu Anren hurriedly left the room with his album and picture frame.

Mu Qingqing stood up to give chase, but her legs couldn't keep up with the speed of the car.

However, she clearly saw Mu Anren's escape. Unfortunately, she couldn't see Mu Anren recall any of his past, but wholeheartedly wanted to suppress this matter. She didn't want Mu Qingqing to know even the slightest bit of news about him.

It seemed that there was a big problem with the photo album and the photo frame. Besides, Mu Anren was feeling guilty.

Mu Qingqing didn't get the answer she wanted, instead, she was taken away by Mu Anren with her first hand of information. She put down her head and picked up the bowl and spoon on the table.

When Aunt Qiong woke up, she was no longer at home. The child had left early to find Beauty Bai . However, with Aa Qi and Aa Jiu following her, Aunt Qiong was quite relieved.

Mu Qingqing held a stack of money in her hand, but her mind was not on the money in her hands. On the other hand, Xiaoyun, who was wearing an Invisibility Cloak, was staring at the red note in Mu Qingqing's hand with a burning gaze. She felt that her master was one step closer to being rich!

People came and went in the tailor shop, and business was good as usual. When Mu Qingqing arrived, Beauty Bai was making clothes, her movements were smooth and her speed was fast.

"Little girl, I made it according to your size. Go and try out the clothes first. They don't fit you well. I'll come over later to take your pictures." Beauty Bai said with a smile.

"Sis, your business is booming, do you have time to bid for me?" Mu Qingqing joked.

"Even if you don't have time, you have to squeeze out some time. I want to be the richest woman here. Girl, your time is not something that I can afford to waste." Beauty Bai 's hand movements were not slow at all, not to mention that she did not want Mu Qingqing to waste her time.

"I'll go and try on some clothes, you don't have to be so anxious." Mu Qingqing said with a smile.

Beauty Bai nodded, still very busy. The summer vacation was Mu Qingqing's free time, but to Beauty Bai , it was the peak season of the clothing business. Many parties and people who liked to customize their clothes would be booked in advance. The business of the tailor shop became busier and busier.

Mu Qingqing walked into the shed that Beauty Bai had built and saw a row of shelves on the side. She knew how fast Beauty Bai was. Thinking about the bloodshot eyes of Beauty Bai , he was afraid that these clothes were all made by her overnight. What a desperate girl.

Mu Qingqing entered the fitting room with a sweet white blouse and blue jeans. The clothes fit her perfectly. Mu Qingqing stared at the mirror with satisfaction as she gained a deeper understanding of Beauty Bai 's craftsmanship. Her hands were clever and her eyes were sharp. She was able to determine Mu Qingqing's figure and looks with a single glance what style and size she was wearing.

Well, I admire Beauty Bai more now.

Mu Qingqing tried on a few sets of clothes, but none of them were wrong in size. She was very satisfied with Beauty Bai 's hand speed. As expected of the future leader of the women's clothing industry, her cooking skills were top-notch.

Mu Qingqing decided not to try on her clothes anymore and sat on the prop of the beach chair to rest. She closed her eyes to check on Beauty Bai 's condition. She was still busy at the moment and had quite a few sets of clothes by her side, so she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to come over soon.1

After thinking about it for a moment, Mu Qingqing decided to take pictures herself. After all, she had used a camera before, and when she was in school, she had even taken pictures of the beautiful scenery with her short phone.

Mu Qingqing set up the shelves and dragged Aa Qi and Aa Jiu inside to set up the reflector board. She sat on the prop of the beach chair and took several photos with delay.

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