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Wen Xin nodded.

Yes, she did not want to lie in front of the children, especially when she saw such a lovely child in front of her. Buying a handsome husband and giving him to a handsome guy was definitely a good deal.

She had developed special feelings for the children ever since that incident five years ago. When she saw a child as old as her own, she could not help thinking of him as her own. Only then could she forget the fact that her own child was dead.

Finally she went to her old room.

When she opened the door, she was surprised to find that the room was exactly as she had left it, as if she had never left it.

The necklace "Kiss of an Angel" that she had placed on the table beside the bed was something that she had designed by chance when she was still in school. It was made into a necklace by Mu Yuntian on her birthday.

She held the necklace in her hand, feeling the warmth of it. You're still here after all these years, she whispered, her tears falling slowly.

Wen Xin saw that everything in the room was as usual, whether it was the clothes or ornaments, as well as the movements of the tables and chairs when she left. There was no dust in the room, so she knew that her master was taking care of her.

Maybe he had feelings for her, she thought, or how else to explain it.

Lying in bed, she quickly fell asleep. For the first time in many years, she slept very well. Her breathing was also very smooth, giving the impression that she might have had a wonderful dream.

The weather darkened slowly, then darkened again.

Late at night, a Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in the villa.

"Mubai, you've returned home." The car door opened, and Xiao Yang, the driver, opened the door and alighted for Mu Yuntian.

Mu Yuntian got off the carriage, holding the jacket that Xiao Yang handed to him, he draped it over his shoulders and rushed back to the villa.

He was used to going up to the second floor, and over the years he'd come home in the habit of visiting her room.

He walked into the room and looked at the figure on the bed, a little absent-minded.

"Wen Xin, are you back?" He slowly walked to the bedside and pressed down on Wen Xin's body.

When Wenxin opened his eyes, the smell of alcohol permeated the air. Mu Yuntian had returned.

Looking at his sad face, she gently placed her hand on it. "Yun Tian, I'm back."

At this moment, her heart felt a little complicated. He really hadn't forgotten about her, so it turned out that he had always remembered her.

His lips slowly searched for her lips, and in the end, slowly moved closer. That was the taste that he had been dreaming about day and night, he wanted this taste, it was Wen Xin's taste.

His eyes slowly grew darker, and he began to stroke her with his hands.

By the time he had pulled her clothes off, they were a little torn, and they were slowly peeling off, revealing her devilish figure. She was fuller than ever, and could drive any man crazy.

His tongue was tied up by the enticement, causing Wen Xin to be unable to breath.

The time coincided with the time from a long time ago. Because of his teasing, Wen Xin felt a burst of happiness in his body. This was their third time, but it was always in his unconscious state. She hoped that he would remember that the person with him was Wen Xin and not others.

"Wen Xin, don't leave me. I know I was wrong.