Gently closing the door, Ouyang Ye came up from downstairs and found Murong Rong coming out of Ouyang Xiyu's room, furious.
Ouyang Ye walked up and slapped Murong Rong on the face, "You don't know how to live or die, who let you in?"
Ouyang Ye's angry face was so ferocious that it was scary.
Murong Rong covered her painful face and stepped back, "I'm sorry. I saw that the door was open, so you helped to cover it..."
Anna persuaded in a low voice: "Don't disturb the people downstairs."
Ouyang Ye then gave up, took Murong Rong into the study, and locked the door.
Anna dialed a series of numbers, spoke to the person over there for a few words, and then handed the phone to Murong Rong.
Murong Rong hurriedly answered the phone, her hands shaking with excitement, until her younger brother Murong Mu's cry came from the other side. She couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down her face, "Mu'er, it's sister, are you okay?"
"Sister--" Mu'er screamed on the other side of the phone, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, and just kept calling her sister.
Murong Rong choked with sobs and was speechless. She covered her mouth, not wanting her brother to hear her cry or make him scared.
She covered her mouth tightly, her throat was congested, and she couldn't say anything. Before she could say anything, her face was covered with tears.
Ouyang Ye frowned in disgust and knocked on the table, "Hurry up, I only give you five minutes."
Murong Rong wiped away her tears and calmed down for a long time. She said to Murong Mu with a trembling voice: "Mu'er, listen, you have to take good care of yourself. My sister will come to you soon. You have to study hard and don't be picky about food. Come early.
Go to sleep and don’t let your sister worry, you know?”
Murong Mu was there, just crying non-stop. Murong Rong was heartbroken when he heard that Mu'er was only an eight-year-old child. First he lost his parents, and now, she is not even with him. I wonder if he will hide there at night.
Crying in bed.
"Mu'er, you have to be good, you know?" Before I came here, I thought of thousands of things to say, but when it came to my mouth, I would only repeat this sentence over and over again.
"Well, sister, Mu'er will be obedient...Sister, where are you? Mu'er misses you so much. You can't let Mu'er go..."
"No! No! My sister would rather die than leave Mu'er! Soon, we will meet. Then my sister will take you to buy candies, okay?"