Master's Million Blind Wife

3She took out the draft from her suitcase and compared it one by one, she found that it really matched well. The style of the draft with one hand was gentle, and the Supreme Game was hard when it was made into a picture.    3

    

It seemed like the designer had made some adjustments in the later stages of the game.    

    

But! This was too much of a coincidence!    

    

Moo Yuwei felt that there must be a magical connection between her and Huo Chengzhou. Otherwise, how could she have cleverly picked up the original design drafts of the Supreme Game?    

    

Furthermore, the design drafts that she had made based on the inspiration of these drafts had also successfully received an invitation from the game company. This made her feel a hundred times more confident.    

    

She hugged the stack of drafts and laughed foolishly.    

    

Huo Chengzhou, just you wait. I will save you.    

    

Moo Yuwei then placed the manuscript on the computer keyboard, took out her phone, and aimed the camera at the Supreme Game on the screen. She took a picture of the manuscript and uploaded it to the small account of the original design forum.    

    

"Do your best, you can do it!"    

    

In the hospital.    

    

After Qiao An finished the fluid transfusion, Qin Jingzhi proposed to take her home. Qiao An naturally refused. "No need to trouble me. I can take a taxi myself."    

    

"You're welcome." Qin Jingzhi said, "Cheng told me that he was busy with something."    

    

Qiao An could not refuse him, so she could only thank him. "Thank you."    

    

Qin Yining held Qiao An's hands with a pair of small hands. "Mother, let's go together."    

    

Qin Jingzhi raised his hand to support his forehead. "Yining, it's not mother! It's Auntie!"    

    

Qin Yining pouted. "I want to call you mom! I want to call you Mommy! "    

    

Tears started to flow down his cheeks again. His cries shook the sky. "Mom, it's mom..."    

    

Qiao An quickly pulled his hand and carried him onto her lap. As she coaxed him, she said softly, "Okay okay okay, it is okay. In that case, can you call Qiao's mother from now on? Adding my surname, this is even more intimate, okay?"    

    

Qin Yining thought for a while and said, "Okay, Qiao's mother."    

    

Qiao An smiled." Yes."    

    

Qin Jingzhi was very helpless, "Sorry, I don't know what happened to this child today..."    

    

"It's fine, it's fine." Qiao An looked like she did not care. "I have a child's fate. This is not the first time a child calls me mother."    

    

Qin Jingzhi was silent. His deep eyes focused on Qiao An's face. After a moment, he smiled and said, "That's fine. Anyway, Cheng keeps saying that he wants to be Yining's godfather."    

    

He pushed Qiao An's wheelchair and said to Qin Yining, "Then you will call Uncle Huo uncle Huo's father from now on."    

    

Qin Yining smiled. "Okay, Huo's father, Qiao's mother."    

    

After getting in the car, Qin Jingzhi asked for the address first. Qiao An was stunned for a moment before she told him the address of musical instrument store in detail. Qin Jingzhi turned on the GPS and started the car.    

    

Qiao An held Qin Yining in the back seat. She felt a little troubled in her heart.    

    

Could that person really not be Qin Jingzhi?    

    

It shouldn't be.    

    

Even she herself refused from the bottom of her heart.    

    

If it really was him, then how embarrassing would that be!    

    

Actually, she really did not want to think about it, but every time she met Qin Jingzhi or smelled the familiar scent of peonies, she could not help but recall it.    

    

Just now, Qin Jingzhi had wrapped some incense for her. She planned to go back and try it at night to see if it was the smell she smelled that night.    

    

On the way, Qiao An suddenly received a phone call. After saying a few words, she asked Qin Jingzhi, "Mr. Qin, is this place close to the black street?"    

    

Qin Jingzhi looked at the map. "Close, two streets away. What? You want to go to the black street?"    

    

"Yes, I've made an appointment with someone to meet over there." Qiao An said, "You can just leave me nearby. My friend will come and pick me up later."    

    

"I will send you there. It's about the accelerator."    

    

"No need to trouble me. Just leave me by the road."    

    

Seeing that she insisted on Qin Jingzhi finding a roadside that could stop, she pushed Qiao An's wheelchair down and took care of her to sit on it. Only then did she drive away.    

    

When he turned the corner, he glanced in Qiao An's direction and saw a low-profile Volkswagen Phaeton parked beside her. The man who got out of the car was a man.    

    

In a flash, he did not see the man's face clearly.