For more than five years, Murong Zixuan, who had gone through this period alone, spent not a day without being advised by others, advising him not to wait for an impossible person to come back, and advising him not to fight for a dead person.
Xia Yifeng confronted him. Even his second uncle, who only drank flower wine, had a serious talk with Murong Zixuan. The only important point was that he was already the backbone of the Murong family and could not continue to be so willful.
But Mu Yan, when he was really about to give up, appeared in his sight again and told him with a smile that she was back and that she needed his help. Murong Zixuan didn't know what this meant to him.
It was good news, because she needed him, and she took the initiative to return to him because she needed him. However, if she no longer needed him, would she leave here again to play with Xia Yifeng?
A game of catch-up?!
"Yan'er" called Mu Yan's name with a trembling voice, and his right hand slowly brushed Mu Yan's cheek. Murong Zixuan's eyes flashed with uncontrollable painful emotions, "I love you, let go of everything and don't go anywhere."
, stay with me, okay?"
Standing there stiffly, Mu Yan did not expect that Murong Zixuan would actually say such words to her. But these three words "I love you" made Mu Yan, who had always thought they were extremely vulgar, really unable to refuse.
Because she clearly understood everything Murong Zixuan did to her
From the initial naivety to the current maturity, from when Murong Zixuan gnawed on the chicken drumstick in his hand when they first met, to now he is the world-famous richest man. Mu Yan looked at his change little by little, and felt confused in his heart.
It was an indescribable emotion. She didn't know if that emotion was the so-called love, but she understood that Murong Zixuan's efforts made her feel distressed.
Taking a step forward, Mu Yan slowly put his hands around Murong Zixuan's shoulders and hugged his body tightly. Feeling Murong Zixuan's trembling, Mu Yan murmured to himself: "Wait until I kill him."
He will provide you with everything later."
"Is this considered charity?" He smiled bitterly and hugged Mu Yan hard in his arms. Murong Zixuan said feebly: "Yan'er, I don't want the love you give me."
"Idiot" laughed helplessly. Mu Yan felt Murong Zixuan's childish temper and asked softly, "You have known me for so long, but have you ever seen me give even a single cent to people I don't care about?
Don't think too much, because I understand your heart."
A smile slowly appeared on the gloomy face, and he stood up straight. Murong Zixuan looked at Mu Yan with burning eyes, unable to hide his joy. The happy smile on the corner of Murong Zixuan's mouth made Mu Yan's heart relax.
A few minutes
Standing side by side under the willow tree and chatting, Mu Yan, after asking Murong Zixuan about the martial arts conference, secretly considered whether he should participate as the master of the Piaomiao Palace. According to Murong Zixuan, that person has now
The person in Zuixian Pavilion that no one dares to provoke is definitely Xia Yifeng. What is the reason for him not to be a good prince and keep meddling in the affairs of the world?
The day passed quickly and he let Murong Zixuan go back first. Mu Yan, along with Xi'er and Heng'er, walked slowly in the busy night market and watched the two little ghosts running beside him with smiles on their faces.
Mu Yan ran over and couldn't wait to eat this and buy that. After a rare moment of relaxation, Mu Yan was completely immersed in a harmonious atmosphere. However, the two children noticed something that Mu Yan did not notice.
Walking hand in hand in front of Mu Yan, Mu Moheng, who kept looking around, suddenly trembled, then gently shook Mu Moxi's hand, and whispered: "Sister, look, who is that!"
Following Mu Moheng's line of sight, in a remote place on the corner of the street, there was a man sitting alone drinking wine, and the man's face was something they had never forgotten: "Ah, Xia Jianjian!"
Recalling that this man once made Mu Yan furious with them, the name Mu Moxi blurted out clearly expressed Xia Yifeng's status and image in their minds.
Looking at each other and smiling, the two lowered their heads and quietly planned things that Mu Yan didn't know. After a moment, Mu Moheng quickly ran to Mu Yan's side, then tugged on Mu Yan's sleeves and said flatteringly:
"Mom, um, um, Heng'er wants the candy man made by that uncle!"
He looked sideways at an elderly man on the street, sitting in the middle of a busy crowd, skillfully making candy figures of different shapes. His exquisite craftsmanship has attracted many other children to watch and smile slightly.
Yan nodded, then glanced at Heng'er and Xi'er who were holding hands, took Heng'er's wrist, and walked slowly over there. In an instant, Xi'er trotted away from Mu Yan's side.
, and flew away in the direction just now...
Mu Yan, who was standing in the crowded crowd and patiently waiting in line, lowered his head and wanted to say a few words to his son and daughter, but found that there was only a little Maotou left beside him, and Xi'er had disappeared!
"Heng'er" knelt down nervously. Mu Yan met Mu Moheng's eyes sharply, "Where is your sister? Where is she?"
"Don't worry, mom, sister will be back soon!" Hugging Mu Yan's neck, Mu Moheng kissed the side of Mu Yan's face affectionately, comforting Mu Yan's uneasy mood, "Sister went to make money!"
"Make money?!" He looked at Mu Moheng in confusion. Mu Yan didn't understand the meaning of his arms. But just a moment later, Mu Yan completely understood the plan of these two brats...
The familiar scream made Mu Yan look at Xi'er who was caught with a murderous aura all over his body. He was still holding a jade pendant in his hand, and the person who caught her was Xia Yifeng!
Mu Yan slapped himself on the forehead in annoyance, and blamed himself for being careless, not even noticing the existence of the man, let alone the tricks of the two children!
"Mu Moheng, you will be beaten when you go back!" Lowering his head, Mu Yan said fiercely to Mu Moheng and then pulled him and strode over there.
Mu Moxi, whose wrist was held by Xia Yifeng, kicked Xia Yifeng's legs wildly, and kept imitating Mu Yan's name for Xia Yifeng, saying: "Let me go, you bitch!"
Looking at the angry little girl dumbfounded, Xia Yifeng couldn't figure out where he offended her. His majestic Prince Xia, he shouldn't have the time to argue with such a child?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He panted and ran to Xia Yifeng's side. Mu Yan glared at Mu Moxi calmly, then nodded and bowed to Xia Yifeng. "This is my daughter. I wonder if this master has a lot of money, forgive me."
If I have a child, I will definitely discipline her strictly and I will not let her run around again!"