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Now Yun Muzhen has had a serious fear of the mobile phone. She picks up the mobile phone and stares at the screen of the mobile phone. She is even awkward. It seems to be the anonymous information without the number. It’s not a video, it’s just a short greeting: “Oh, how are you doing recently? I’ve been busy recently, I don’t have time to contact you! I miss you very much.” Yun Muzhen once again took a closer look at the sender, which was It is not anonymous but the information sent by Lu Yang.

Yun Muzhen’s nervous and violent heart was only a little stable, Yun Mu patted his chest and took a deep breath. Stopped in front of a car, a pair of hand-customized black men's leather shoes appeared in front of you. Yun Muyu looked up at the line of sight and saw that it was Murong Night.

Murong Night saw the cloud in front of her eyes, her eyebrows were tight, and she said with dissatisfaction: "How is the face so ugly? Is it still not good?"

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Yun Mu faintly shook his head, a few incomprehensible words: "Nothing, did you sleep well last night?"

"Don't sleep well? Is there something in my heart? Is it necessary to see my father's nervousness today?"

Yun Muyu shook his head and stood up. Suddenly got up, the mind was dizzy, almost fell, Murong night eyes quickly took Yun Mu into his arms, full of worry asked: "What? Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, it’s just sitting for too long, the legs are a bit numb, and suddenly it’s a little dizzy.”

"I think I still go to the hospital to check it out. I am so uneasy about you."

"I'm really fine, let's go! Don't let him wait."

Yun Muzhen did not call her father. She was not used to calling a person other than Yun Zhiqiang as her father. Moreover, after Yun Zhiqiang’s death, she had not called this title for three years. She was forgotten by her own. Calling the feeling of father.

Murong night was a little hesitant, but still led Yun Mu to get on the bus.

The car has been driving for a long time, getting farther and farther away from the city. Finally, I turned to a mountain road. After the vehicle entered the mountain, there were no other vehicles or people on the road. It seemed a bit desolate. Murong couldn't help but explain: "This mountain is entirely Murong's home. Murong's old house is on the mountain. Don't look at no one seems to be a bit desolate. In fact, the scenery is very good, not to mention Feng Shui! Now inside the old house Usually only fathers, uncles and aunts and aunts live here, the second aunt married, there is still her room here, only occasionally will come back for a few days. Other cousins ​​and sisters have moved out to live."

Yun Muyu turned to look at the foothills not far away, nodded and did not speak, she still did not prepare to return to Murong's home, she still intends to continue to insist with Murong Qingtian.

In the heart, Yun Muzhen figured how to negotiate with Murong Qingtian for a while. The car gradually drove to a front door, the door was towering and majestic, and it was almost impossible to move forward. The car stopped for less than ten seconds, the door slowly opened to the sides, and the car started to drive in again.

Murong couldn't help but reminded him: "The father's temper is not very good, and he is used to obeying. He is determined not to disobey others' orders. When you talk, you should pay attention to it. Try not to disobey your father's wishes. There is also no need to mention the mother easily, that is the taboo of the father, if the father is not happy, your consequences will be very miserable."

Yun Mu and Emei listened to the good heart reminder of Murong Night. He can hear it from the words. Although Murong Night is like an emperor, he can not ignore the respect and fear of his father.

The car opened a long way along the road and stopped in front of a villa like a palace. Yun Muyu had never seen such a big villa, and the unnaturalness of the heart began with the palace-style hotel I had seen. The contrast.

There is a large fountain pool in front of the gate, surrounded by a green tree garden, and the overall architectural style is very brilliant. Yun Mu can't help but scream. It seems that this Murong family is really not ordinary. Just like this old house, it is such a way that she can't imagine how rich this Murong family will be.

At the beginning of school, Yan Yichen opened a birthday party and invited her to go to the house. The villas in the family are also very large. There are gardens and swimming pools. Whether it is a villa hall or an outside garden, it is enough to open a party for 100 people. At that time, Yun Muzhen sighed that Yi Chen’s family was so big, good-hearted, and it was worthy of being a multinational group. But now it seems that compared with the Murong family, it is simply too small to be seen, it is not worth mentioning!

With this shock, Yun Muyu walked into the gate with Murong Night, and there was a few meters long ramp in the gate to enter the hall. The hall was magnificent, and the high crystal lamps were dizzying and translucent. Almost as a mirror photo, the vases and paintings of the furnishings can be guessed for their value.

In the center of the hall facing a staircase, Yun Muzhen has followed Murong Night to the stairs. Murong turned his head and said to Yun Muzhen: "My father should be in the study at this time."

Yun Muyu nodded. She was shocked by what she saw today. I don’t know what to say. It seems to be an abnormal cramp. I feel that I am not in tune with everything here. It is like a walk-in.

On the second floor, Murong night took him to a room on the left. Murong’s fingers twitched twice on the carved wooden door, and there was a powerful voice inside: “Come in.”

Murong night gently pushed open the door and took Yun Mu to go in. The entire study room once again shocked Yun Mu. It is not so much a study, but rather a small library. The whole room should be bigger than the whole house of Yunmu, and the books full of books are placed on the high bookshelf on both sides.

The sleek sunshine came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a tall, straight-backed man stood at the window and turned his back to the gate. The man slowly turned around. Although he was nearly sixty years old, his spirit and appearance were like a man who was less than 50 years old. His hair was black and bright, his spirit was full, his back was straight and his body was not angry. The momentum is still shocking to the cloud. And from the appearance of the appearance, the men are tall, although not as good as the night, but it should be about one meter eight. And that looks still sharp, it is not difficult to see that young must be a very handsome man.

Murong Qingtian's momentum makes Yun Mu can't help but ask for a moment, hanging down. Murong Qingtian is very dissatisfied with Yun Muzhen’s coveted words: “Is it not a father to see him? Is this the courtesy and education that your adoptive parents have given you?”

Yun Muzhen heard the question of shocking the soul, and let her suddenly feel unhappy. She definitely refused to devalue his adoptive parents. She lifted her head and said with a firm statement: "My adoptive parents teach and teach." Very good, but I am not going to accept this family."

Murong Qingtian's anger can already be felt, with a hint of warm anger in his tone: "Oh? I Murong Qingtian as your father makes you feel shameful or what?" Yun Mu reluctantly calmed down, according to reason Strive to insist: "This is not the case, but I don't care about how big power or financial resources. I only care about feelings. I have deep feelings for adoptive parents. They raise me adults. I am grateful. I never wanted to find my own. Parents, they are my parents."

Murong Qingtian disdainful contempt, walked to the chair next to the desk and sat down: "Hey! It’s a paradox, we are the ones who gave birth to you, to you, and you actually said that you are not as good as your adoptive parents."

Yun Muzhen suddenly felt the anger of Murong Qingtian, but she still didn't want to give up: "I didn't say that you are not as good as my adoptive parents, but you gave me life but didn't raise me. If it wasn't for the adoptive parents, maybe today. I don't exist at all, this is a fact that cannot be changed. So I never wanted to find my biological parents in my life, just want to regard them as parents for a lifetime."

Murong Qingtian raised his eyebrow and asked: "Are you blaming us for abandoning you? But there are reasons for it. We don't want to do this. I have been looking for you."

Yun Muyu calmed down more and more: "I didn't blame you for the meaning, but since it was discarded, it means the fate, why bother to continue to entangle now. I am living very well now, and I don't want to break this silence. So I didn’t go back to my biological parents, I hope you can fulfill it."

Murong Qingtian suddenly sneered out, he found that he liked the child more and more, she would not be afraid of him, this courage is still let him appreciate, and it is like his ruthlessness. Murong Qingtian began to look at Yun Muyu more carefully. Although she had seen photos of Yun Muzhen, she knew that she and Liu Ruoxi were very similar, but when she looked at the real person, she still surprised him a lot, and missed it more. Liu Ruoqi.

Murong night saw Yun Muzhen’s heart shuddering, but he did not dare to interrupt their conversations easily, worried that his father would be more unhappy. Now, seeing Murong Qingtian’s silence, he thought that Yun Muzhen was completely irritated. Murong Qingtian, such Murong Qingtian is very similar to the calm before the storm. This time, he has the courage to open his mouth and help Yunmu to speak: "Father, Xiaoyan, she may not be mentally prepared for this sudden incident. Ask your father not to be angry with Xiaoyan and give her a period of time. I believe she will still be willing to come back after accepting all this."

Murong Qingtian knew that Murong Night had misunderstood him, but he did not explain it. He just said indifferently: "Oh, I can give you some time to digest, wait for you to come back, but I don't want this time too long, I must be me." I missed you for twenty-three years and I don't want to miss more time."

Murong Night was the first to be amazed. His father actually agreed. He actually did not blame Yun Muzhen, but he simply let Yun Muzhen do it. He even did a good job of Murong Qingtian’s use of arrogant methods. Yun Muyu detained the preparations here, but everything that was expected did not happen, but he promised Yun Muzhen.

In fact, Yun Muzhen also had a few points of disbelief in his heart. Actually, he thought that so many words were not used, and everything was solved so smoothly.

Yun Muzhen looked at Murong Qingtian, and some unconfirmed inquiries said: "Then what you mean is that now will not force me to go back to Murong's home, will I respect my personal wishes?"

Murong Qingtian took up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea. He said softly: "Yes! That's right!"

Yun Muzhen suddenly felt a little excited inside, but not happy for a long time, Murong Qingtian said again: "However, I have a request!"