My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

Qu Tao walked into the room that Mu's father pointed to. Shi Jun was lying on the bed. When he saw him approaching, he slightly curled his lips.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Old Master He had been guarding the bed. When he saw Qu Tao come in, he made way and walked out.

After Qu Tao sat down, he looked at the gauze on his wrist and asked, "Why are you being discharged so soon?"

Things didn't develop as he imagined. Shi Jun smiled bitterly and said, "I don't really like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital."

Qu Tao nodded, saw the servant carrying in the potted plants, and took the opportunity to look around the room.

The bedroom has a balcony, so it is obviously not a guest bedroom. The overall color tone is relatively elegant, just like the impression Mu Jingyan gives people.

"Is this Mu Jingyan's bedroom?" Qu Tao hesitated and asked, looking at the two-meter-long bed. "He won't disturb your rest at night, right?"

Shi Jun's bitter smile was accompanied by a hint of helplessness: "It's not his fault, I'll just take care of him."

Seeing the servant go out and there was no clear sound at the door, Shi Jun lowered his voice and spoke to Qu Tao.

"Brother, can you find a way to take me away from here? I don't want to stay with him anymore."

If it was a hospital, Qu Tao could still think of a way, but now that they had entered Mu Jingyan's private territory, just getting to the entrance of the community would be a difficult hurdle, not to mention taking someone out of the villa.

Shi Jun saw his embarrassment and sighed softly: "Forget it, let it be."

Seeing his expression become depressed, Qu Tao smoothed the hair on his forehead with heartache.

"If you can get better soon, your chances of leaving Mu Jingyan will be much higher. Take care of yourself first, and then we can work together to find a solution, okay?"

I originally wanted to destroy this body again, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Shi Jun nodded slightly: "Okay."

Mu Jingyan, who was downstairs, learned that only Qu Tao and Shi Jun were in the bedroom. He immediately dropped the unfinished work in his hands and went to the bedroom.

"What are you two talking about?" Mu Jingyan said, turning to Shi Jun, "Take good care of your injuries and don't dwell on anything you shouldn't be thinking about."

Qu Tao had already met Shi Jun. Now seeing that Mu Jingyan stayed in the room with no intention of leaving, he stood up and said goodbye to Shi Jun.

"Rest well and get well soon. I'll come see you when it's convenient for you."

Qu Tao came down from upstairs and saw Mu's father inviting Mr. He and Mr. Xi to go to the restaurant for two drinks.

Seeing him, Xi's father took the opportunity to shirk his responsibility: "Not today, wait for another day, you can come to my place to drink some other day."

After getting in the car, Qu Tao fastened his seat belt while teasing Xi's father who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Haven't you always wanted to find a drinking buddy? Why did you turn down such a good opportunity today?"

"Drinking also depends on the occasion and time. For today's occasion... forget it."

"Haha... I didn't expect our old man to have such good eyesight."

"Of course," Xi's father climbed up the pole, taking advantage of his age, "Do you think I've lived this long in vain?"

The two of them joked back to the old house, and Xi Mozhou came out from the hall with a rare expression of grievance.

"Why weren't you waiting for me at the company? Also, why did you block my number? Where did you two go without telling me?"

Qu Tao had a cold face, glanced at him and said nothing, while Xi's father looked at his son with a gloating look.

"Taotao blocked your number?"

Without waiting for Xi Mozhou to answer, Xi's father added with a smile.

"You must have made Tao Tao angry. You deserve to be blocked."

The wind was very strong these days. After Qu Tao got off the car, he ignored Xi Mozhou next to him and took Xi's father's arm.

"Uncle, haven't you been complaining about not being able to find a drinking buddy? I'm staying here tonight. How about I have a couple of drinks with you when we have dinner later?"

Father Xi was all smiles when he saw that someone was willing to drink a couple of cups with him, but at the same time he became more and more demanding.

"Okay, after the drinks, let's play two more games of chess."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

The two walked towards the hall, and Xi Mozhou followed behind: "I won't leave tonight, I'll stay here too."

Apart from the whistling wind in his ears, no one responded to him!

At the dinner table, he raised his glass several times and tried to join in the conversation, but the other two people ignored him.

Alas... there is no way. As the dignified President Xi, your status in the family is too low!

After dinner, the old man ordered someone to make tea. Xi Mozhou seized the opportunity and grabbed Qu Tao's arm.

"Taotao, let's talk."

"Don't touch me. I don't want to talk to you." Qu Tao shook off his hand that was restraining his arm, took a few steps, and turned back. "If you want to stay here tonight, go to the guest bedroom. Don't try to sleep in the same bedroom with me."

The old man walked into the glass room with a pot of brewed tea. After Qu Tao entered, he locked the door.

"How did that kid provoke you?"

After Qu Tao sat down, he did not avoid the old man.

"He plotted against me for three years?"

"No way, you've underestimated me. I know about it, but it's been over ten years."

Mr. Xi ignored Qu Tao's puzzled look and then sighed.

"Did Mo Zhou tell you about the car accident that year? Uncle has always owed you an apology."

"Taotao, I'm sorry!"

"He said it's not your fault and you don't need to apologize to me."

At the moment when the snow mountain collapses, no snowflake is innocent!

In order to ease the father-son relationship with Xi Mozhou over the years, he strongly defended himself.

But Xi Mozhou didn't know that he actually hated himself more than he did.

If he hadn't overtaken at that time, perhaps all the tragedies could have been avoided.

Father Xi noticed the faint sadness in the air and smiled, returning to the original topic.

"Tell me, I've been plotting against you for three years. What's going on?"

At some point, Xi Mozhou took a small stool and sat at the door of the glass house, looking at them eagerly.

Qu Tao glared at him and spoke softly while playing chess.

"When I was abroad, he placed a mole next to me."

"That's a good thing. It means he cares about you."

Seeing that he stopped talking, Xi's father thought he had misunderstood him and clarified with a smile.

"I'm just speaking the truth, not showing any partiality."

"Do not believe."

Qu Tao said as he captured one of his rooks. Xi's father stared at the chessboard in stunned silence, frowning.

"So cruel?"

"Well, the son's debts are paid by the father."

"......"

When Qu Tao was placing the chess pieces and preparing for the third game, Xi's father stood up.

"I'm getting old, and I get sleepy after just two drinks. Let's stop here tonight."

For two whole chess games, Xi Mozhou sat outside, looking pitiful.

Qu Tao glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and teased Xi's father: "You said you weren't partial, but your son is sitting outside, you must be feeling bad."

"I'm really not partial. I just hope you can change your tone as soon as possible. I don't want to hear you call me uncle anymore."

Father Xi was the first to go out of the glass house. Seeing Xi Mozhou standing up, he complained in a low voice.

"Useless guy, he can't even coax someone."

Xi Mozhou thought that he was monopolizing her and preventing him from finding an opportunity. Before he could retort, Qu Tao came out, gave him a look, and walked upstairs.

He hurriedly followed behind him: "Taotao, are you tired today? How about I turn on the water and help you take a bath?"

The abacus beads hit him so hard that they almost hit his face. Qu Tao almost laughed out loud.

"Xi Mozhou, you've been scheming against me for three years. You've become addicted to it, right?"

"It's not calculation, I just want to make you happy."

Xi's father lived on the first floor and had already gone into the bedroom. There was no one else in the hall. Xi Mozhou lowered his voice and looked at him mischievously.

"Tonight, I promise to serve you comfortably, okay?"