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Ning Shan stood on the stairs of the second floor and looked down coldly at the events happening below. This really was an interesting play. The corners of her lips curled up into a cold smile.

"This show is not bad!"

It was unknown when Han Mu Chen had appeared behind Ning Shan, but he was still commenting on the performance of the people downstairs. He even turned his head to look at Ning Shan Shan.

It was like Ning Shan had just finished watching a movie and was discussing the plot of a story.

Ning Shan didn't say anything. She withdrew her gaze and focused on what was happening downstairs.

"Honestly speaking, your sister's status is really high. She managed to confuse Lu Qing in just a few moments. If you don't know how to walk the path, then you'll only know how to use your body!"

Hearing Han Mu Chen's sarcastic remarks, Ning Shan didn't react at all. Even the gaze in her eyes didn't change as she continued looking down the stairs.

Han Muchen suddenly felt a sense of defeat. As a person, he wasn't afraid of any tough enemies. What he was most afraid of was his fist hitting cotton, but he didn't have any reaction.

Back then, Ning Xiaoxiao would argue with him, and that old fox, Ning Weishan, would respond with a few words. However, this Ning Shan was even more outrageous, not even saying a single word, making Han Muchen suspect that Ning Shan couldn't see him at all.

Seeing that Ning Shan didn't respond at all, Han Mu Chen finally shut his mouth, and Ning Shan's clenched fist gradually relaxed.

How could she not understand Han Muchen's meaning? It was just that he wanted to use the matter of him going to bed to force her to marry him, so she couldn't let him have his way.

At the same time, Ning Shan's gaze landed on Ning WeiShan. Ning Weishan was wearing a long robe that had returned to the ancient times, and his hair was carefully combed back. He didn't look old at all. The silk robe made him look especially refined.

Ning Shan's lips curled up into a cold smile. She was indeed a good at disguising herself. Judging from Ning Weishan's appearance, no one would believe that someone like her would do something so disgusting.

She was once under the control of Ning WeiShan, but now that she had an older sister, she was no longer afraid of anything.

A radiant smile appeared on Ning Shan's face. Although Han Muchen was looking down the stairs again, he had been paying attention to Ning Shan from the corner of his eyes. In just a few seconds, Ning Shan had already changed her expression several times. Han Mu Chen was stunned on the spot. Was she changing her expression?

The performance downstairs was more or less done. The reporters had gathered up enough material, had seen enough drama for the audience, and were tired of acting as the lead actor.

"Let's go back!"

Ning Xiaoxiao tugged at Lu Qing's clothes, softly reminding him. Lu Qing lowered his head and looked at the person in his embrace with a tired expression. A trace of pain flashed through his heart.

With a swift hug, Ning Xiaoxiao hugged Lu Qing's neck. Lu Qing seemed to be very pleased with Ning Xiaoxiao's reaction. A smile appeared on his face.

When he arrived at the door and saw Ning Weishan, Lu Qing instantly stopped smiling and nodded his head to greet him. Ning Xiaoxiao buried herself in Lu Qing's embrace, pretending that she didn't see Ning Weishan.

On the second floor, Ning Shan watched Ning Xiaoxiao and Lu Qing leave. She saw the brilliant expression on Ning Weishan's face after Lu Qing left.

Ning Weishan had been holding both herself and her mother in her hands for so many years, suffering in front of Lu Qing and her elder sister. Just looking at them made her feel relieved.

After the song ended, Ning Shan retracted her gaze and limped upstairs. It was only then that Han Muchen noticed Ning Shan had not worn her shoes.

"Your feet?"

Han Mu Chen stepped forward and blocked the way, stopping Ning Shan.

Ning Shan looked at Han Muchen with ridicule, "You care about me?"

At first, Ning Shan didn't ask for an answer, but the person in front of her had been silently blocking her way.

"Hmph." Ning Shansan only left Han Muchen a cold "humph". Her words were always too heavy and didn't have the power to carry a single word of 'humph'.

Han Mu Chen silently stepped aside, and watched Ning Shan walk up the stairs, limping.

"Happy Birthday, Grandpa Han!"

Wushuang brought the gift and handed a piece of the best ink stick to Elder Han. Elder Han accepted it with a smile and carefully looked at the ink stick that Wushuang had given him.

"This emblem is a treasure!" Elder Han's face was filled with affection, and even the expressions when he looked at Wushuang and Murong Mu changed.

"Grandpa Han, as long as you like it, this thing will be left to us juniors!"

As Murong Murong listened to Elder Han and Wushuang's conversation, he poured a cup of tea for them.

Wushuang had always liked people since he was young, and it was mostly because of that sweet mouth. Before the two courtyards were separated, his family's old man had also loved Wushuang dearly.

Now that Wushuang was beaming like this, he could only hope that she would be able to maintain her current mood when Han Muchen returned. Is there something wrong with Gemini? "

Han Li's mother treated Wushuang as her own daughter ever since she was a child, so she was naturally overjoyed to see him. She held Wushuang's hand and asked all sorts of questions.

"Godmother!" Wushuang pretended to be shy as he lowered his head. In fact, he was just giving a look to Murong Envoys. Murong Wu-Shuang quickly received his signal.

"Auntie Han, Wushuang is still young. We plan to ask for more in a few years!"

"Aiya, Mu Chen also said the same thing. Listen to me and take advantage of our good health. We want a child as soon as possible. We'll bring him to you!"

Just as she finished talking about Cao Cao's arrival, Han Muchen walked in from the corridor with his head lowered.

Mother Han was too busy speaking and did not notice that Wushuang was distracted by Mother Han. Only Murong Jing was aware of the two's footsteps and his heart skipped a beat.

The footsteps of the two of them were exceptionally light, uneven and injured. Murong Yi frowned; he had helped him hide it the last time, so now it was his brother who could only pray for himself.

"Look, he's not here. Wushuang, he's Shan Shan. You haven't seen him before, right?"

Han Muchen walked to the door and stopped. He had long seen Wushuang on the sofa. He stopped in his tracks out of habit. Ning Shan kept her head down as she followed Han Mu Chen, but Han Mu Chen was stuck at the door frame and didn't move forward. He blocked her path and could only raise his head and look at Han Mu Chen's back, puzzled.

His mother ignored Han Muchen, who was stuck on the doorframe, and pulled Ning Shan over from behind, enthusiastically introducing her to Wushuang.

Wushuang had long heard about the interesting things about Han Muchen's wedding. She didn't expect the long-famous Young Master Han to capsize in the dark and prepare herself to see what kind of a b * tch the woman who made Han Muchen capsize would be.

Fortunately, Murong Wu-Shuang quickly caught the cup in her hand and gave him a questioning look. Murong Wu-Shuang could only lower her head in guilt and quickly clear her mind.

It seemed that Murong protected Han Mu Chen that night.