Chapter 2: Entrenched

Wen Yan didn't dare to resist, such a drama has been staged countless times in the past.

"Young master, it's time to eat." Steward Lin's voice sounded outside the door, which was simply heavenly for Wen Yan!

Steward Lin has worked hard for the Mu family for decades, and he has watched Mu Tingchen grow up, and he also has some weight in front of Mu Tingchen.

Mu Tingchen moved his hand away from Wen Yan's chest and replied lazily: "Got it." ”

Wen Yan opened the door and left as if he were running away, his words still circling in his head......

"In half a month, you'll be eighteen, right?"

This sentence made her heart unable to calm down for a long time, what does it mean to be eighteen years old? She knows it well.

After dinner, Mu Tingchen went out, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep on the small bed in the utility room, this utility room, she has lived in for ten years, Mu Zhai, is her second sense of 'home'.

That night, she didn't sleep very well, and she asked her father over and over again in her dreams, "What happened?" Are they telling the truth? All she could do was respond to her father's smile and back before he got on the plane.

In that plane crash, none of the 17 people on the Mu family's private jet survived, and Mu Tingchen's parents were among them.

The media reported that the accident was caused by the captain's improper operation, and there were also rumors that the captain had illegally consumed alcohol before takeoff.

Wen Yan's father, Wen Zhiyuan, as the personal captain of the Mu family, even if he died in the plane crash, he still became the target of public criticism.

In the end of the dream, it was Mu Tingchen who brought her home, and everyone didn't understand why he adopted the sinner's daughter.

At the age of eight, she took Mu Tingchen's hand and was taken into Mu's house. At that time, she naively thought that she was an orphan and so was him, and maybe it was really his kindness.

But at the moment when the door closed, her hand was thrown away, and he looked at her condescendingly, with an extreme cold in his eyes: "Your father is dead, and you come to atone for his sins." ”

At the age of eighteen, the hatred that shrouded him almost swallowed her, and at that moment, she deeply understood that he was here to 'collect debts'......

After a nightmare, it was already dawn when he woke up, Wen Yan stroked his somewhat hot forehead, looked at the snowflakes falling outside through the small window of the utility room, and smiled faintly: "It's snowing......"

"Yanyan, wear more clothes, it's going to snow today, it's very cold, don't catch a cold with your little body."

Mother Liu still cares about her as always, in the past ten years, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, as long as she wakes up, she will always give a few words.

She answered, put on the only coat to keep out the cold, and when she went out, Liu's mother saw her and couldn't help but have a sour nose: "Yanyan...... You ask the young master to get some money, add a few clothes, you have been wearing these clothes for a few years, the girl's age is the time to spend money, you see your ......"

Wen Yan stubbornly shook his head, and rode the bicycle that was about to fall apart in the face of the wind and snow.

Mu Tingchen did not allow anyone to give her anything, including money. If you want to give, you can only give it.

Since she was eight years old, she always tried her best to please him whatever she wanted, and he didn't allow her to call him brother, so she called Mu Tingchen over and over again, Mu Tingchen...... So much so that later, it became entrenched.

There was the sound of a car honking behind her, she pulled over as far as she could, and when a black Rolls-Royce passed by her, through the half-open window, she met Mu Tingchen's gaze, and after her eyes staggered, the car faded away.

Suddenly, the car stopped in front of her, and she subconsciously stopped, holding the bicycle with one foot on the ground, holding the bicycle with both hands, and waiting quietly.