Mu Jiachen finish saying, Mu Ting Xiao didn't make a sound immediately.
The study was quiet for a moment.
"Cousin, sister Nuan, she..." Mu Jiachen looks at Mu Ting owl and wants to say nothing.
"She's fine. You don't have to worry about it." Mu Ting Xiao slightly raised his eyes and looked as usual: "you take care of yourself."
Mu Jiachen pursed her lips and said, "I'm not a child any more. I've grown up now. When you were my age, you can stand in your own way. Everything has to be measured by yourself."
After hearing the speech, the moting owl was slightly moved.
In the year when his mother had an accident, he was only eleven years old.
After he was rescued, he had nightmares day by day and couldn't sleep or eat.
Those things are beyond his age.
When he was in despair, he met Mu Nuan.
Mu wennuan is worse than him. No one in Mu family loves her.
But his mother loved him and his life was bought by his mother.
If you think about it, there are many reasons to survive.
It's not so easy to die.
After that, the memory of those years became a little fuzzy.
Mu Jiachen is right. When he was as old as Mu Jiachen, he had to make up his own mind about everything. There was no credible person in the Mu family.
Mu Jiachen saw Mu Ting owl look moved, took advantage of the situation and said: "cousin, you tell me exactly what's going on."
"You're so late at school, haven't you realized it yet?" muring
He said that, naturally, he refused to answer Mu Jiachen's question.
Mu Jiachen was a little depressed, but there was no way.
"I went back to bed." Mu Jiachen finished, turned around and walked out slowly, vaguely expecting Mu ting to change his mind and tell him something.
But until he came out of the study, the moting owl didn't say anything more.
After the door closed, the moting owl reached out and pinched his eyebrows.
Fatigue spreads from the bottom of my heart.
From many years ago, the Mu family has been rotten from the root, rotten thoroughly.
After all, Mu Jiachen is the child brought up by mu tingxiao. Mu tingxiao hopes that he can live a clean and simple life.
Don't be like him.
Over the years, in order to find out some dirty things of Mu family, we have spent countless efforts.
It's still restless.
The moting owl leaned back and nodded his eyes.
After a while, when he straightened up and opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to their usual cool and sharp.
He got up, strode out of the study and went back to the bedroom to see Mu Nuan.
Mu wennuan sleeps heavily, but her eyebrows are tightly wrinkled.
There is only a small night light at the head of the bed. The warm yellow light is warm and quiet.
Mu Ting Xiao stares at Mu Nuan for a moment, then turns around and goes out.
He went downstairs and went out. There were bodyguards waiting outside.
Mu Ting owl walked in front with a cold look. When he got out of the villa door, someone came forward and opened the door for him.
There were two cars parked at the entrance of the villa, which was obviously ordered a long time ago.
When I get on the bus, I don't need the moting owl to say the destination. The driver drives on.
The car went through the thick night, along the winding mountain road, and drove to the villa on the top of the mountain.
This villa was rebuilt after being burned down by Mu Nuan.
Lin Bo Nian Ji, who looks after the villa, is old and sleeps very little.
I heard the sound of a car outside and said I came out in a hurry wearing clothes.
Mu Ting owl just got out of the car. Lin Bo was a little surprised and said, "young master?"
"Well." The look of the muting owl did not change, but he answered indifferently.