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"You go up and change your clothes first! I'll meet you later! "

There was anger in his deep voice.

Lanxi's clear water eyes looked past, and her clear face gradually became pale. Even the slender capillary in the neck could be seen clearly. Her light voice said: "he is the son of aunt, but also father, your son?"

- this man is 27, ten years older than her. That is to say, when Lanxi's mother was still alive, even before Lanxi was born, his father had been having an affair with this woman named Mo Ruqing for decades.

So he's a brother. It's my own brother.

Standing in the twilight of the man's eyebrows picked pick, long cold eyes swept over to see her.

Mo Ruqing was a little embarrassed. She got up from Mu Mingsheng and walked over with a touch of generous grace. She took a breath and gently bent down to hold Lanxi's hand: "Lanxi, you are dirty. I'll take you..."

"That's enough for you!"

Lan Xi frowned and interrupted her, and her little head lifted up and said, "if my mother is still alive, she will never despise me so much! How long have you been here? When will you tell me what to do in this family? "

Hate, of course, she is. Her mother died less than three months, and her husband married before she was cold. Now she has an inexplicable brother. What should she do?!

The sharp words are like sharp thorns, which are as sharp as Qing's face. The hand stretched out is stiff in place.

Man's eyes, in this moment suddenly burst out a trace of cold light, like a knife shot over.

Then, before Mu Mingsheng was about to get angry, Lanxi stood up, patted the stains and confusion that couldn't be swept off his body. He twisted his face and "pedaled" and ran upstairs. His small hands kept falling down and pulled the skirt to block the beautiful scenery of his legs.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense and stiff.

Mu Mingsheng lowered his head and coughed gently. He raised his eyes and gazed at mu Yanchen with loving eyes and said, "Yan Chen, don't blame me. This girl has been spoiled by me. It's always like this. In fact, your heart is not bad. You'll get along with each other for a long time. Just as soon as you return to China, you live... " He said, "isn't it good to live with dad?" But think of after all neglect their mother and son for decades of time, feel guilty, dumb voice continued, "here, I will not treat you badly."

Mu Yanchen looks down, the light in his eyebrows condensed into a charm of light and shadow, he did not speak.

After a while, he looked up his watch and said in a low voice, "I'll go first. I'll talk about it tomorrow. "

With that, he bent over to pick up the simple luggage, turned around and strode out.

Mo Ruqing also immediately caught up.

"Miss Mo -" the housekeeper came up and suddenly changed his words, "Oh, no, madam, don't you have breakfast here? The kitchen is ready. "

Mo Ruqing's forehead was slightly moist with thin sweat, and her beautiful face reluctantly laughed.

"No, he doesn't like to change his decision. I'll come back with a word with him. Don't worry."

Under the cool morning light, Mo Ruqing wrapped his shawl and came up. When mu Yanchen opened the door to get on the bus, he took his arm and said in a low voice, "Yan Chen!"

"Yan Chen, I told you before you returned home that it was your father, your own father, you..." She took a breath gently. "You don't want to change your voice. But you promised me. Mu is in danger now. You said you would help, but now you do..."

"This is the life you've been waiting for decades to live?" He suddenly leaned over and asked her.

Mo Ruqing was stunned.

Mu Yanchen's mind is left with just the picture, that young girl's sharp words stabbed his heart, he hook the corners of his mouth, smile like ice: "such a man, such a family, do you want?"