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

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Because the person who came with Miss Ling is …”

Before he could finish, the door of the church was pushed open. The warm light outside the door shone on the two figures, one tall and one short.

Everyone in the church looked at the door. When they saw who it was, all of them were stunned, including Qiu Liqin. Her eyes were wide open, and her face was full of disbelief.

That was Zuo Qing! The second young master of the four big families in Beijing, Zuo Qing! How could that be possible?

The Mu family had been trying their best to get on the Zuo family’s boat all these years, but they had ignored the Mu family, nonetheless willing to send their second son, Zuo Qing, to attend Mu Jingwen’s funeral!

To Qiu Liqin’s surprise, the person standing next to Zuo Qing was Mu Ling, that little bastard! Why was she here with Master Qing?

Zuo Qing’s appearance seemed to have become the center of a vortex, and a powerful aura was condensed there. His superior-like eyes contained a deterrent force that suppressed everyone, making everyone present hold their breath and not dare to be presumptuous.

Mu Ling stood on his side, and they were unusually harmonious. The two of them were a perfect match.

Qiu Liqin immediately pulled her son and daughters up from their seats and made a welcoming gesture.

As the eldest son of the Mu family, of course, Mu Shijia understood his mother’s intention. He quickly walked over and said as if he was the head of the Mu family, “”Master Qing? I really didn’t expect you to come to my father’s funeral. Otherwise, I would have gone to the door to pick you up.”

Zuo Qing’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he looked at the eldest son of the Mu family who was trying to please him. He corrected him, ” don’t misunderstand. I’m just accompanying Miss Ling and checking it out out of convenience.”

Miss Ling? Accompany? Conveniently?

When he heard these keywords, Mushi Jia’s expression changed. He glanced at Mu Ling. He didn’t expect this girl to be so influential that she could let a Big Shot like master Qing accompany her! Hmph! She was lucky!

I’ve really troubled you, Master Qing. My sister just arrived in Jing city and doesn’t know the rules yet. She didn’t cause you any trouble, did she? ”

“No, <iss Ling is very obedient." After saying that, Zuo Qing looked at the little girl beside him with a playful look.

Yes, very well-behaved! She even takes his things and doesn't return them to him!

Hearing his words, Mu Ling even turned around and smiled at him, as if to confirm his " obedient " words.

"I'm here uninvited. Mr. Mu, you won't mind, right?" Although Zuo Qing was speaking courteously, his aura was fully released.

Mu Shijia was completely helpless in front of him and quickly said, "of course I don't mind. It's the Mu family's honor that you can be here … Please take a seat here."

He carefully responded and personally arranged a seat in the first row for Zuo Qing.

Before Zuo Qing sat down, he whispered into Mu Ling's ear: "Don't run after the funeral, wait for me." He had to get the lion-headed coin back.

After Zuo Qing sat down, Mu Ling went to her seat. She sat down immediately, then said to Qiu Liqin in a soft voice, ""Aunty, I'm not suitable for this position. Since ancient times, there has been a difference between the direct lineage and the indirect lineage. This position should be taken by your daughter. I'll switch seats with sister ah Xin. I'll just sit at the back."

Not worthy? Hmph! She still had some self-awareness that that position was indeed not suitable for a little bastard like her!

Qiu Liqin pretended to hesitate for a few seconds, then said, ""Since you've said so, then it's settled. Ah Xin, switch seats with your sister Ling."

Hearing this, Mu Xin's face twisted. She had personally poured the glue on that seat …

"I don't want to change seats, mom," Mu Xin quickly refused.

"Be good and switch seats," Qiu Liqin said.

Mu Xin: "Mmom …"

Qiu Liqin lost her patience and said impatiently in a low voice, ""Hurry up and don't dawdle!"

How could Mu Xin be willing to change? She raised her tone. "I'm not changing, I'm not changing!"

Seeing that her daughter wouldn't listen to her, Qiu Liqin stood up and walked over. She grabbed her younger daughter's clothes and dragged her to the chair.

The glue on the chair was already half-dried, and the moment she sat down, her skirt was stuck to it. She wanted to get up, but found that she couldn't move at all. She was done for! Mu Xin was completely dumbfounded. She did not expect that the glue would actually stick to her own butt! What was she going to do after the funeral? She didn't want to live anymore at the thought of her dress being torn apart when she got up!

Mu Xin could not sit still. Her small hands kept tugging at her skirt in an attempt to free herself from glue.

Qiu Liqin was already feeling depressed because she had found an opportunity to scold Mu Ling, and now, seeing her younger daughter swaying left and right, looking like she couldn't be put on the stage, she angrily rebuked in a low voice, ""Don't move, act like a lady from a wealthy family!"

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