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When Mu Liangxi was twelve, the Mu family passed away in grief. Mu Lingyun passed away from sickness at the age of forty-five.

The people from the Mu Family were in deep sorrow, mourning for three days. The person guarding the cemetery at night was their eldest son, Mu Yanze.

Since a year ago, when his father was very ill, he had begun to take over the position of the Mu's Group's Young Master.

As for the girl beside him, her eyes were red as she leaned on his shoulder and cried.

"Big brother, we don't have any more fathers …"

Mother is very sad, just want to go with father, now look pale, sick in bed, do not eat or drink.

While the Mu's siblings were watching the cemetery tonight, other than the silence, there was only silence.

That night, he was alone with her. Her fingers were cold, but she stayed by his side.

Until the same ice-cold palm took hold of her hand, it was probably carried behind her back.

There was actually a trace of warmth between his palms.

In the month after her father passed away, Mrs. Mu finally thought of something. For the sake of her son and daughter, for the sake of the Mu family, she could not be this depressed anymore.

She still had a pair of children, and she would give them all of her love in the future.

The Mrs. Mu had gone far away to relax, and on the third night after he had left, there were sounds of thunder and rain.

Mu Liangxi was a girl after all.

Unable to find her mother, she could only hug her pillow and leave her room in a pink nightgown, her feet pitifully bare.

Knock knock knock * The knocks on the door were really light and very small.

With her head against the door, Mu Liangxi said softly:

"Brother …" Are you asleep? "

However, no one responded to her.

She took the pillow and squatted down in front of his door, covering her ears in horror as the thunder sounded.

But at this moment, the door opened.

Mu Yanze wiped his wet hair and looked down at the person who squatted in front of him like a pitiful puppy.

Seeing how her eyes were bloodshot and her mouth was tightly shut, it seemed as though she was about to cry at any moment.

"Brother …"

Every single time she mumbled this word, with a hint of coyness and grievance, she would cause Mu Yanze's left atrium to tremble.

He was twenty now, no longer fifteen or sixteen, and knew that she was squatting in front of his door, trying to sleep in his bed, rubbing against his warmth.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

This time, his attitude was too cold and resolute. Mu Liangxi shook his head, he did not plan to listen to him —

"I want to sleep with you."

Can't it be the same as before?

Normally, she would speak to him in such a tone, and he would not disagree.

But how could tonight be an exception?

"No, go back to your room and sleep."

"But I will be afraid …"

"You've grown up."

Growing up?

Mu Liangxi pouted. How could she? She was only twelve years old and was even a child.

She stood up while hugging her pillow and glared at the man in front of her.

"Bro, you clearly grew up on your own, but I'm still a child! "If you don't want to, you don't want to. Why are you trying to fool people …"

As she spoke, the girl turned around to leave.

It was that lightning flash that swept past. Mu Liangxi was startled, how could she possibly see the pillow in her hands, when the pillow fell to the ground, her entire body jumped into his embrace.

Then, one second, two seconds passed …

Well, there was lightning in the sky, no scary thunder.

Mu Liangxi slept on the big bed and muttered:

"Your bed is more comfortable than mine …" "Strange."

The fear of thunder she had felt just a moment ago was long gone. She lay like a koala on the big, comfortable bed and didn't want to move anymore.

Ye Zichen looked at the documents in the man's hands that were still lying on the sofa. There were still a lot of documents like that on the table.

She lazily laid on the ground and looked at him …

"Bro, aren't you sleeping this late?"

It was almost eleven o'clock, and she was sleepy.

With him there, she could sleep in peace.

Without hearing his response, Mu Liangxi also knew that her father had passed away. Even such a large company as Mu's Group was handed over to her brother to manage.

It was good enough that he could let her into the room to sleep. It was better not to disturb him any longer.

In the sound of the rain, the girl gradually fell asleep.

Liangxi's body was curled up in a ball, wrapped in a blanket. He took up less than half of the bed.

It was as if the other half had been left behind intentionally for him.

He was brother and sister to her. When she was eight years old, she liked to sleep with him. When she couldn't sleep, she would coquettishly pester him and ask him to tell her a story.

Big Brother's voice was very nice. She even teased him, saying that if he became a singer in the future, his singing would definitely be very sexy.

After the rain stopped, Mu Yanze finished reading the last document and glanced at the person on the bed out of the corner of his eyes.

He got up and covered her with the blanket that had been kicked away.

Under the dim light, he congealed that young and tender sleeping face. She was sleeping very peacefully. Because he was here, was she so peacefully sleeping?

He was the older brother, she was the younger sister, and they were the closest people to each other.

Lying down beside her, the sleeping figure turned over when he sensed the warmth, and then rubbed against the warm embrace.

It seemed that this was the best position.

The steady breathing that followed was coming from his chest.

Mu Yanze concentrated on her little sister who was in her arms, her beautiful lips slightly raised in a curve.

A faint smile.

There was a secret that he had not told anyone about. She was not his own sister, but an orphan girl that his mother had brought back at that time.

There was no need for her to know about this. In this family, all she had to do was be the happiest and happiest girl.