Chapter 726 Mu Nansheng, a Professional Eavesdropper

Chapter 726 Mu Nansheng - Professional eavesdropper

After saying that, Mu Qingmo nodded to Gu Jingchen and left the table.

Mu Nansheng kept staring at the direction where Mu Qingmo left, and even forgot to eat.

Knocking on the corner of the table, Gu Jingchen said in a faint voice, picked up a piece of ribs and put it in: "Don't be distracted, eat the food."

"Oh oh."

Mu Nansheng quickly stuffed the ribs into his mouth, hesitating: "Well... I... My brother must be hiding something from us... Know."

Gu Jingchen handed over a tissue and said calmly: "Eat first, don't think about those things first."

Mu Nansheng shook his head: "No, I have to go and see."

"Finish the meal first."

Gu Jingchen did not stop Mu Nansheng immediately, but used eating as an excuse to block Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng had no choice but to think about finishing the meal first and then looking for Mu Qingmo.

After the meal, Gu Jingchen was dragged by Mu's father to play a game of chess again.

Mu's father was also in a good mood, so he asked Nanzi to hold the chessboard and said that he would play a game with Gu Jingchen no matter what.

Gu Jingchen naturally couldn't refuse, so he just sat down and played a game with Mu's father.

Mu Nansheng was thinking about Mu Qingmo's secret, and he couldn't get away for a while, so he had to make a pot of tea and brought it over, smiling flatteringly.

"Dad, Jingchen, I made a pot of tea for you."

Gu Jingchen knew that Mu Nansheng had something in mind, so he ignored him deliberately.

Mu's father smiled and waved, "Nansheng, how about you play a game with me?"

Mu Nansheng waved his hands repeatedly: "Dad, don't do it, my skills are not good."

"That's right." Mu's father smiled and thought of something: "The old man taught you two brothers and sisters, and you are the worst."

Gu Jingchen's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Mu Nansheng twitched her lips, "Dad, how can you say that to your daughter?"

Not noticing Mu Nansheng's accusing eyes at all, Mu's father placed a chess piece, and said in a very natural tone: "Aren't you telling the truth?"

When Mu's father asked this, Mu Nansheng pursed her lips and nodded. I have to admit that her chess skills are very poor.

Mu Nansheng blinked: "Dad, then you guys play slowly, I'll go upstairs to clean up my room."

"Go."

Mu's father nodded and touched Nanzai who was lying on his knees: "Nanzai, do you want to sleep with grandpa tonight?"

Nanzai held his cheek and shook his head: "Grandpa, Nanzai hasn't stayed in Mommy's room yet, I want to sleep with Mommy."

Seeing Nanzai say this, Mu's father didn't force it, and scratched Nanzai's nose lovingly: "Okay, okay, whatever you like."

Mu Nansheng didn't say anything else, and went upstairs without even looking at Gu Jingchen.

She didn't want to stay any longer, otherwise her plan would be ruined.

Mu Nansheng walked straight past his room and secretly came to Mu Qingmo's room.

He knocked on the door, but no one responded. He opened the door a little and looked over.

It turned out that Mu Qingmo was not in the room at all.

After thinking about it, Mu Nansheng decided to try his luck in the study.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Nansheng walked to the corner of the study, he heard Mu Qingmo's looming voice.

Squatting down, Mu Nansheng quietly opened the door, and then lay beside the door and listened carefully.

Mu Qingmo didn't realize that Mu Nansheng was lying outside the door at this moment. He was busy talking to Lin Yiran.

During dinner, Mu Qingmo's heart was in a mess, and Lin Yiran's figure always appeared in his mind involuntarily.

In addition to Mu Nansheng's urging, Mu Qingmo also clearly realized that he couldn't delay any longer.

If you want to pursue her, you still have to find some opportunities.

What Mu Qingmo needs is an opportunity that goes with the flow, and the party tomorrow night is a good opportunity.

After a long wait, the call was finally connected.

"Hello, Brother Qingmo, good evening."

"Good evening."

When Mu Qingmo said this, he realized that his palms were sweaty from nervousness.