Smile to see Mu mother leave, turn to see fine Yao son smile eyes, immediately feel back neck hair cool.

"Sister, you..." Can you not show that kind of "eat you" look, I see carefully.

"Mu Mengmeng, mu Zimeng, Mu Zilin? Is that you? " Qing Yao'er's eyes are still mysterious.

"Ah Mu Zimeng said: "I was not afraid that my identity would be dug out. Mu Mengmeng is a name for fans. Mu Zimeng is an insider. Mu Zimeng is the real one..."

Qing Yao'er let out a nasal voice: "hum?"

Mu Zili resolutely begged for mercy: "elder sister, I'm wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't lie to you."

"Not profound."

"I deeply feel that I should not cheat you."

"Not very strong."

"I feel strongly that I shouldn't lie to you."

“……” Qing Yao'er stares at her.

Mu Zilin returned an innocent little look.

The fine Yao son sighed a breath, "don't have again, next time hear?"

Mu Zi Luo nodded fiercely.

"Sit down and tell me about the Mu family."

Mu Zilin sat down as he said, "what are you talking about? Does daddy and Mommy work? "

Qing Yao'er nodded, "as long as it's about the Mu family."

She wants to know about the family.

"Daddy is a minister, Mommy is an ordinary lawyer, and now she's a full-time wife, just spending money. As for me, I'm a stand in actor who loves to see flowers blooming and has first-class acting skills! "

Qing Yao'er lifted his eyelids. "The last sentence can be removed. Thank you."

Mu Zi Chu hung his head and said, "Oh..."

Mu Zili thought about it and counted it with his fingers. "There's a Wang Ma cook in the house, a song uncle is the housekeeper, three cleaners and five security guards..."

"Stop." Qing Yao'er stopped, "is there anything important?"

"And a brother!" Mu said firmly, and then carefully asked: "is this important?"

Qing Yao'er raises her head and signals her to continue.

"My brother is a postdoctoral student studying in the United States. Now he's back in business, real estate, catering, home appliances. My brother is involved in all kinds of things. He's a versatile person!" Speaking of his brother, mu Ziliang is like a continuous river.

"Name." Qing Yao'er's words are brief and comprehensive. Is there a feeling that she doesn't want to talk with her anymore?

"Mu Zixuan. We are all children. "

"What's my name? Muziqin? "

"Yes. Isn't that nice? "

Qing Yao'er waved, "I don't want to change my name."

"Ah?" Mu Zilu was a little puzzled, "why?"

"I've used this name for a long time. I've used it since I was born. How can I have feelings for so many years?" The name before rebirth is also Yao'er, so easy to give up, always feel like throwing away the past.

"But your name belongs to the Qing family. Don't you want to come back? Your good-looking cousin has driven out all the servants and housekeepers who used to serve you. Doesn't that mean they are clearing up all your news? That home, don't tell me you want to go back? "

Qing Yao'er shakes her head. What she is sentimentally attached to is not the years she spent in Qing's family, but the hundreds of years she spent in Xiuzhen, one by one struggling with her companions.

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