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"Godmother, I think you should let go of me!"

Wushuang stood up from the sofa and looked at Han Mu Chen with a mocking expression. Han Mu Chen opened his mouth and then chose to close it. The lingering longing in his eyes instantly turned into awkwardness.

It just so happened that all of this happened to fall into Murong's eyes, who was still sitting on the sofa.

Ning Shan raised her head to look at Wushuang, who was sitting on the sofa. The astonishment in her eyes almost spilled out. After a moment of surprise, she hid her emotions and respectfully bowed to Old Man Han and his mother.

"Happy birthday grandpa!"

"What, do you know each other?"

Han Li's mother relied on her own sixth sense and felt that there was definitely something fishy going on between these children.

"Hmph, of course …"

Just as Wushuang was about to speak, the corner of her clothes was grabbed by Murong. On the other side, Ning Shan shook her head implicitly.

Wushuang could only sigh silently in her heart. She stood up and walked to the side of her mother and Ning Shan.

"Of course not, but don't we know each other now?" Wushuang mischievously stuck out her tongue for her mother. With a sincere expression, she quickly dispelled the doubt in her mother's sixth sense.

"You're Shan Shan!" Wushuang went forward and held Ning Shan's hand. "Godmother, I feel close with Sister Shan Shan as soon as we met. I like her …"

After saying that, Wushuang hugged Ning Shan Shan. From Han Shan's mother's point of view, Wushuang really liked the young man she just met.

In fact, only Ning Shan knew that Wushuang had held her hand so warmly just now, and the hug she gave herself now was so powerful, just like countless nights in Cambridge.

"It's good that you like it, I like it too. For us, Mu Chen, to be able to marry Shan Shan as our wives is a blessing that came from several lives!"

Han Muchen's mother kept on talking about Ning Shan's good fortune, and he had long noticed that Wushuang was holding onto Ning Shan's hand. He had long since known what kind of character Wushuang was, and it was definitely not simple for her to be so passionate towards Ning Shan.

"Wait!"

Just when Wushuang was about to pull Ning Shan to the other side of the sofa, Han Mu Chen suddenly opened his mouth and grabbed her arm. Her injured arm gave Han Mu Chen a strong tug, causing Ning Shan to suck in a breath of cold air, beads of sweat already seeping out of her forehead.

"You better let go, otherwise her arm is broken …"

Sensing that Han Mu Chen was pulling on Ning Shan's arm, a terrifying gaze from Wushuang shot towards him. Han Mu Chen was so frightened by her gaze that he retracted his hand.

It was only then that he noticed Ning Shan's pale face. He only knew that Ning Shan's foot was injured, but he didn't know when she had injured her arm as well.

"What happened to Shan Shan?"

When Han Mother, who was busy cutting fruits for everyone in the kitchen, heard Wushuang's words, she rushed out of the kitchen with a knife in her hand.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Ning Shan wanted to settle the matter peacefully. After all, she had caused too much trouble to deal with her own injuries. Just her injury to her foot and arm required her to come up with a variety of reasons.

"How is he fine? This child, his face is so white!"

His mother naturally saw Ning Shan's pale face. She put down the knife in her hand and carefully helped her to the sofa.

Ning Shan tried her best to walk in a consistent posture, but the meticulous Han Li's mother discovered that something was amiss.

"What's wrong with your foot?"

Han's mother helped Ning Shan onto the sofa and quickly called her family doctor.

"You kids, you don't give me a break every day. Shan Shan looks like she's even wearing high heels today!"

Her mother found the doctor's phone while nagging by her ear. Ning Shan, on the other hand, felt her heart warm. Wen Siyuan had been like a child to her relatives since she was young. He was polite, but he didn't feel like a mother or daughter at all.

Now that her mother was nagging at her, Ning Shan felt like she had found a mother she had never felt before. Her heart skipped a beat.

Of course, Ning Shan wasn't the only one who had great waves in her heart, Han Muchen was also standing on the side in a daze.

If the first half of today's match was like a spring breeze to Han Muchen, then he was definitely in hell.

How could Wushuang suddenly return? What happened to Ning Shan's arm? What was the relationship between Ning Shan Shan and Wushuang?

A bunch of questions were about to drive Han Mu Chen crazy. Han Mu Chen stood up with a "bang".

"I'm going to have a smoke!"

His mother looked at Han Mu Chen in disappointment and explained to Ning Shan, "Shan Shan, don't mind me. Mu Chen just doesn't care about people!"

Ning Shan shook her head. There was no one in this world who wouldn't care about others. Han Muchen wouldn't care about her just because she wasn't someone he cared about.

"What's going on?"

Han Mu Chen sat on the long corridor in front of the garden and breathed out smoke. After a while, he was surrounded by smoke. Murong walked up to Han Mu Chen and sat down, but couldn't bear the smell of the smoke and coughed.

"Wushuang just came back not long ago, and she's been with me all day!"

Murong has always had a gentle personality and spoke slowly, but Han Muchen didn't seem to care at all about what Murong said.

"I'm asking about her relationship with Ning Shan!"

Han Muchen, who didn't get the exact answer, was clearly in a bad mood. His tone of voice also became a lot more aggressive, but fortunately, Murong didn't get angry. He looked at the irritable Han Mu Chen with a carefree expression, as if he was looking at his own past self.

"You know, Wushuang has been overseas for so many years!"

"Abroad?"

Han Mu Chen finally caught on to the main point of his words. He turned his head and looked at Murong, "She's been in England for so many years?"

Murong shook his head and didn't say anything. He only lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Her business is not something you should care about!"

Han Muchen knew that he had misspoken, so he didn't pursue the matter. When he thought of the way Wushuang had looked at him today, and the way Ning Shan had looked at him, Han Muchen felt that he might really be a failure.

The two of them were silent as they sat in the corridor quietly smoking their cigarettes.

"Mu Chen, come and help!"

His mother's voice broke the silence between the two men. Han Muchen didn't say anything as he turned around and was about to return to the hall, but Murong Yi grabbed his clothes from behind.

"In the future, pay attention to your eyes when you see Wushuang!"

Mu Rong Hao held a cigarette in his hand as he looked into the distance. However, Han Muchen could hear the threat in his tone.

Han Mu Chen forcefully pulled out his clothes from Murong's hands.

"My wife is still waiting for me!"

Han Mu Chen said angrily and walked into the hall. He left Murong by himself and blew out a smoke ring, knowing that it was his wife.