Mr. Qing: The Kid in Your Arms Is a Prophet

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Zuo Qing carried Mu Ling to the bedroom upstairs. The color palette of the bedroom was black, white, and gray. The thick dark gray curtains covered the windows, and only a thin ray of light entered the room through the gaps of the curtains. Sunlight speckled the big bed, making it particularly seductive.

Zuo Qing placed mu Ling at the door of the bathroom and said in a strong voice, “”Hurry up and take off your clothes.”

Mu Ling’s expression was a little out of control. She covered her chest and asked, “”What are you doing!”

Zuo Qing’s lips curled up as she poked her head and said,”What nonsense are you thinking about in your little head? If you don’t take off your wet clothes quickly, I’ll despise you if you catch a cold, have a runny nose, or sneeze.”

With that, he turned around and left the bathroom.

Mu Ling was speechless.

She was not thinking about it. She was just a little frightened. He was the one with impure thoughts …

The servant brought the clothes in. Perhaps she had heard the conversation between the two, but when she handed the clothes to mu Ling, she was holding back her laughter.

Mu Ling curled her toes in embarrassment and immediately locked the bathroom door.

The clothes that the servant found were almost the same as the one she had before. They were both a black knee-length dress and a suit jacket with a small flower on the chest.

Miss Mu, ” the servant asked, ” your gloves are wet too. Do you want to change them? ”

“It’s fine, I can blow it dry with a hairdryer,” mu Ling replied.

“Okay, Miss Mu. Please wait a moment. I’ll get you the hairdryer,” the servant said.

“Thank you,” Mu Ling replied.

In the room next door.

Zuo Qing had changed out of his wet clothes. The wound on his abdomen had not yet healed. After soaking in cold water, blood was already seeping out. The gauze wrapped around his waist had been dyed light red.

Zuo Qing’s trusted aide and assistant, Song An, saw this and quickly called for the family doctor.

The family doctor came over and changed the medicine for him. He reminded him: “Master Qing, you have to be careful for the next few days. You can’t do any vigorous exercise or get wet. Otherwise, your wound will open again.”

“Got it. You may leave,” Zuo Qing said expressionlessly.

“Yes.” The family doctor left the room.

Zuo Qing quickly put on her suit and turned to Song An. “What time does the funeral of the Mu family start?”

“It should be 11:20 am,” Song An replied.

“Arrange for a car, I’m going,” Zuo Qing said.

“You want to go personally?” Song An asked in shock.

“Yes,” Zuo Qing replied.

Song an was very confused. Even when mu jingwen was still alive, he did not have the right to interact with the Zuo family. If master Qing were to go to mu jingwen’s funeral today … The outside world would definitely guess the relationship between the two families. Master Qing was giving the Mu clan great face! But why? However, Song An could not question Master Qing’s decision.

Mu Ling dried her hair and gloves, put on her dress, tidied herself up, and walked out of the bathroom. There was no one in the room, so Mu Ling pushed the door open and walked out.

A black clad bodyguard was waiting for her at the door of the room. He said respectfully, “”Miss Mu, Master Qing is waiting for you in the car.”

“Waiting for me?”

The black clad bodyguard did not answer her question, but said instead, “”I’ll take you there now.”

After Mu Ling got into the car, she found out that Zuo Qing was also going to the funeral. The two of them were wearing black gowns and looked very harmonious.

As the car slowly moved forward, Mu Ling suddenly turned to look at the man, her eyes flashing with doubt.

Zuo Qing knew that she was staring at him, and his thin lips opened slightly.”As long as I send you there, the Mu family won’t dare to say anything.”

With him around, no one in the Mu family would dare to say that she was late, let alone make a big deal out of it.

As an illegitimate daughter, Mu Ling’s identity was too sensitive, so she could not make any mistakes.

Mu Ling solemnly thanked Zuo Qing.

The corners of Zuo Qing’s lips curled up. He was the one who had kidnapped her and caused her to be late, but she was actually thanking him. How cute!

“If you really want to thank me, you can return my coin to me after the funeral.” Zuo Qing said with a smile.

“Uncle, if I really take it, I’ll definitely return it to you,” Mu Ling still refused to admit it.

“You’re really a cunning little fox,” Zuo Qing laughed.

“I’m telling the truth!” Mu Ling said sincerely. She didn’t seem to be lying.

Zuo Qing looked at her with a deep gaze. The little girl was sitting elegantly with her hands on her lap. She didn’t look like a village girl living on an island at all. She looked more like a lady from a wealthy family who had been trained in etiquette. She had a scholarly air about her, like a young lady from an ancient noble family.

The residents of jingyun Island made a living by fishing. The sun on the island was very hot, and the sea breeze was strong, so the residents on the island were generally very dark. However, she was very fair, and her behavior was gentle and quiet, completely unlike the Islanders. And she couldn’t swim … The more mysterious she was, the more interested he was in her.

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