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Old Gu, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but say,

"Madame looks so good when she smiles!"

Only after she had walked with the old man did he come back to his senses, and she had also restrained her smile. Luoluo looked at him, her expression calm, and the old man teased him with a smile.

"Waiter, what are you daydreaming about this morning?"

Hearing the old man call her a waiter, a mischievous smile flashed in her eyes. He angrily glared at her, then turned around and returned to his room. He suddenly understood why Long Er would be so angry with the waiter for calling him a waiter.

In fact, she had gotten up early in the morning and was preparing to leave. However, as soon as she left the bedroom, she met the butler. She politely smiled to him, but he began to behave.

"Madam, are you up?"

"Will you leave after breakfast, madame?"

He followed her, and his wife's short cry made her head ache, but there was nothing she could do, and she said helplessly,

"Butler Gu, can you stop calling me wife?"

"Ugh …" If I don't call you wife, what should I call you? "

The butler had an innocent and blank expression on his face, making people go crazy.

She rubbed her forehead.

"You can call me Xiao Ran!"

"However, this isn't really appropriate …"

"Up to you!"

She threw this to him and turned to leave.

It was still the same infuriating Luo Li.

"Ma'am, are you leaving? Not eating breakfast? I have already ordered my men to prepare! "

"Thank you! I won't eat anymore! "

She did not look back.

"Then say hello to the old man before you leave!"

The housekeeper's voice sounded a little disappointed, but she stopped. She had forgotten that the old man from last night stayed over. He was an elder after all, so she had to greet him.

If she wanted to refuse, she would subconsciously not want to have too much contact with the people related to him. In the end, they would have to part ways from each other, and walking so close would inevitably be awkward.

However, when she saw the old man's hopeful gaze, she couldn't bear to refuse. She could tell that the old man rather liked her and she had a good impression of him. Seeing him made her think of Uncle Heng, so she could only follow him.

The morning air was abnormally fresh, causing one's mood to brighten along with it. The old man was practicing his tai chi with his eyes closed and did not speak to her. She was not a person who liked to talk on her own, so she just stood there bored, unable to understand what the old man was trying to do.

She moved her legs and pressed her waist, causing the old man to open his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Little girl, can you dance?"

"En!"

"En," she answered indifferently. With her soft figure, she could tell that she was a practitioner. The old man stopped what he was doing, his eyes filled with admiration.

"I wonder when I'll have the honor of admiring it!"

Such a calm and unhurried attitude, what a good girl, if his family's waiter could keep her, alas — he knew about the waiter and the other girl, and even clearly knew about it, but he could not always bless them.

He had always felt that the waiter was unhappy with that girl. Although the waiter had never shown it, this was completely what he felt. He had always felt less lively, less energetic, less boisterous and real.

The old man said that he wanted to watch her dance, so Mu Ran could only force a smile. Her dance was only for Uncle Heng and Lin Wencheng to see, as well as for Luo Xintong.

She used her own dance to exchange for Uncle Heng's medical skills. Uncle Heng was the doctor who treated her mother back then, and he was also her mother's admirer. Thus, he even loved her as much as he loved her.

Seeing that she didn't seem to have any sincerity, the old man changed the topic somewhat disappointedly. He clasped his hands behind his back and let out a long sigh.

"Actually, this kid's life is pretty tough. When I fished him out of the cold water, I almost lost my breath!" "Sigh — it's snowing so heavily!"

Mu Wenwen was slightly surprised in his heart. He did not expect that that person would have such a miserable past. However, she still indifferently spoke, interrupting the old man who was about to continue.

"Old mister, it's getting late. I should go back and prepare to go to school!"

She finally understood why the old man had called her here, and she wanted to try to match him up, but she didn't want to hear anything about that man. It was good for anyone that she didn't know him, and she didn't want to be too entangled in this loveless marriage.

The old man had no choice but to give up and slowly walked back.

However, as she chatted with the old man on the way back, the atmosphere gradually became a lot more harmonious. Later on, when she told him about Uncle Heng's matter, it made him laugh heartily and even said that he must get to know her benefactor some day.

The breakfast was so blissful that it could be said that the old man and the butler were laughing and singing at the same time. She occasionally echoed his words while the man ate in silence. The two of them didn't interact at all, and there wasn't even a chance for them to look each other in the eye.

When she was done eating, she was in a hurry to leave, but the old man insisted on having the man take her with him, saying he was just on his way to work. She glanced at him, and he also looked at her.

She could clearly feel the displeasure in his eyes. She was somewhat puzzled, thinking that she hadn't offended him that early in the morning. What was he feeling awkward about? Was he sulking about what happened last night?

Thinking this way, she intended to reject him, but before she could say anything, he grabbed her coat, Mo Mo said to her,

"Hurry up and leave!"

She was displeased, thinking, I didn't beg you to take me, why did you throw away your face for me to see! Although she thought this way, she couldn't show it on her face. She hurriedly said goodbye to the old man and the butler, and followed him into the car.

The atmosphere inside the car was unusually quiet. It was all thanks to the low pressure around him. Mu Yurou tilted his head as he looked out the window at the scenery passing by. His mind was thinking about how he could get medical fees for the two children in the orphanage.

She had been selling drinks at the bar opened by Luo Xintong's father, but it was only for the weekend. She had told Luo Xintong that she would be going there every day, hoping to make more money. Even if she wanted to borrow from Mu Lingfeng, she would borrow less.

"Where do I send you?"

As she heard his faint and clear question, she came back to her senses and softly said,

"Oh, it's fine as long as you find a place to put me. Don't delay Mr Gu's work …"

Just as she finished speaking, she saw him suddenly step on the brakes, giving her another fright. Did this man even know how to drive and suddenly braked? No matter where he was right now, he really thought this road belonged to his family!

She glared at him in displeasure, only to see him yell at her in a very bad tone.

"Didn't you say to find a random place? "Then get down here!"

She opened the door and stepped out. The silver-gray car that had just closed the door immediately sped away, leaving her in the middle of the road mercilessly.

She shook her head helplessly, feeling quite moody. In the end, she had to walk to the stop sign, then get on the bus and go home.

On the night when the lanterns were lit, the streets were filled with flashing neon lights. The wonderful nightlife began.

In a bar full of drunkenness, Mu Rong carried a platter of famous wines and walked towards the box hastily. He heard that this box had been reserved for tonight and was being hired by the famous President of the Public Prosecutor's Office, Lin Youde.

Of course she was familiar with the name 'Lin Youde'. It was the one who had overestimated himself, the one who killed her love with his own hands.

She did not avoid him. At this point, she no longer cared about what he thought of her. No! Actually, he never took her seriously. In his heart, she had always been the unfavoured one of the Mu family. She would always be the one that had the least use value.

In the long corridor, the lights were flickering on and off on her pale little face. Remembering the past, she felt weak as she walked, so she simply stopped and leaned against the nearby wall. She put all her weight on it and gently raised her head.

At the other end of the corridor, a man in a light gray suit strolled in. His entire body was extremely luxurious, and there was a light and courteous smile on his face at the corner of his eye.