Chapter 2784 Her Photo

In the car, the sound of two people chatting could be heard from time to time.

"I heard that Xi'er went to the Middle East earlier. Her mother and I originally planned to send people to look for her ourselves. We didn't plan to bother you. However, after sending people to look for her for a while, there was no entry record of her at all. There must be something wrong. That girl is probably still in City C."

"Master, you're welcome. I will investigate both places again."

"Don't worry too much about that girl. Her mother and I just want to know that she is safe."

The two drove and talked all the way back home.

After arriving at Qing's house, Qing Muchen didn't think about Xixi's incident at all, and was responsible for receiving Mo Xier's father throughout the whole process.

On the contrary, Tong Yan, as soon as he entered the house, he said carelessly, "Huh? Isn't Xixi here?"

Her voice was raised a little high and could be heard throughout the hall.

Qing Muchen, who was chatting, paused while drinking tea, as if he took in what she said.

Without answering, a servant's voice suddenly sounded next to her, "Miss, Xixi seems to be not feeling well and has gone back to her room."

"Really? I'll go take a look!" Tong Yan didn't ask any more questions and walked upstairs with big strides.

Qing Muchen had never taken Xixi's matter to heart, but after Tong Yan's sudden intervention, he was inexplicably distracted from the rest of the chat.

The housekeeper standing next to him calmly observed his reaction, and suddenly said, "Do you want to ask Xixi to come down and stand by?"

What he said was actually looking for a reason for Qing Muchen.

He wasn't quite sure what Qing Muchen was thinking specifically, but he was certain that it must have something to do with Xixi.

"No need!" Unexpectedly, Qing Muchen was particularly kind today.

He said so, but the housekeeper didn't say anything more, and An Jing continued to stand aside.

Qing Muchen turned his head and continued chatting.

"When does Master plan to go back?"

"tomorrow."

"So fast?"

"Xi'er's mother is in Sicily. I'm not very relieved."

"That's it! Master is as good to Aunt Yun as ever!" Qing Muchen smiled and said, "Then stay at home tonight. I'll have someone prepare the room."

"good!"

In the upstairs corridor, Xixi was at the entrance of the stairs, mopping the floor with a mop as if nothing had happened, while calmly listening to the conversation between the two people downstairs.

When she heard the words "live at home", she gently shook her mop hand. She didn't know whether she was holding it firmly or something, but the mop in her hand obviously slipped.

"If you feel unwell, take a good rest. There are many people at home to help!" Tong Yan wanted to take the mop from her hand, but Xixi avoided it indifferently, "It doesn't matter, I'm fine."

Qing Muchen seemed to be walking up the spiral staircase.

Hearing her words as soon as he came, he said smoothly, "That's just right, Master's room is given to you!"

He wanted to lead her towards the room, but after taking two steps, he seemed to have thought of something, and then stepped back.

Looking downstairs, he suddenly said, "By the way, Master, Xi'er's photo--"

He seemed to want to say something, so he blurted out one word. Before he could finish the rest of his words, Xixi's wet mop, which was mopping the ground next to him, suddenly chopped into his shoes.

I don't know if her actions were intentional or not.

She was not good at housework. When she mopped the floor, the mop was still very wet. The wet water rubbed onto Qing Muchen's feet, making her trousers wet as well.