At this time.

Wu Lianzhi helped Zhong Qingrou to come, followed by Zhong Qingrou's personal maid Mei'er.

Not far away, I saw Mu Zhiwan sitting in the rain.

"A-Niang, slow down, I'll go over and have a look first."

With that, he ran over with an umbrella.

Mu Zhiwan felt that the rain on his head was blocked, so he looked up.

"Lianzhi?!" There was a hint of inconsistency in his tone, and he felt trembling.

It turned out that she had already sensed that someone was coming.

No wonder he didn't start strangling himself directly.

Mu Zhiwan suddenly felt a little self-deprecating in her heart.

"Childish, why don't you have an umbrella?" Wu Lianzhi asked with concern, reaching out to help him up.

"I..."

At this time, Mu Zitong also ran over, looking panicked and apologetic.

"I'm sorry for the night, I didn't notice, why didn't you call me when you fell!" She spoke, with sincerity and a slight apology.

Wu Lianzhi didn't have a good impression of Mu Zitong in the first place, and looked at her suspiciously, would she be so kind?

glanced at Mu Zhiwan who he was holding again.

I found that there seemed to be a trace of red on his neck, but I couldn't really see it, because the color of Mu Zhiwan's red clothes was also a little like a mistake, and he frowned a little.

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Lianzhi asked Mu Zhiwan on the side.

"Young Master Wu, I didn't mean to, I really didn't notice that he fell." Mu Zitong said resignedly.

"I didn't talk to you! You shut up! Wu Lianzhi shouted impatiently.

"I'm fine, it's just that the road was slippery in the rain and I accidentally slipped and fell, right... Not great. Mu Zhiwan didn't expect Wu Lianzhi to suddenly start a fire.

He swallowed back what he wanted to say, and then said.

"Are you sure?" Wu Lianzhi didn't believe it at all, grabbed his wrist and frowned.

At the moment when Mu Zhiwan wanted to speak.

"Zhi'er, what's wrong?" Zhong Qingrou approached and asked.

Not far away, he heard his son's not very good tone, so he let Mei'er walk over with him.

"Auntie." Wu Lianzhi heard Zhong Qingrou's voice, let go of Mu Zhiwan's hand, and turned around, "It's okay, it's just an accident." ”

Mu Zhiwan was let go of his hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched it tightly and released it, his expression was still so casual.

"You boy, how can you let this girl get drenched in the rain! It's going to catch a cold! ”

Zhong Qingrou didn't know what was going on, seeing that Mu Zitong's girl's house was just like this in the rain, letting the rain wash away, how could it be done!

Looking at Mu Zitong's beloved face and aggrieved face, she already had a daughter of Wu Shiting, who was a mother, and she was even more distressed when she saw this.

"Quick, come here! Come to the Mistress! Don't get drenched! ”

She hurriedly took the umbrella in Mei'er's hand, stretched it out, walked over and took Mu Zitong's hand, asked her to hide under her umbrella, and wiped the rain on Mu Zitong's hair with a clean handkerchief.

"Silly boy, how can you do it in the rain like this, you will catch a cold." Zhong Qing said softly.

"Zitong thanked the housewife." Mu Zitong pursed her lips and said.

"Okay, I'll talk about it when I get back to the house in a moment." Zhong Qingrou chuckled softly. "Let's go, don't stand stupidly."

Although Wu Lianzhi was suspicious, because of Zhong Qingrou's presence, Mu Zhiwan didn't seem to want to say more, and he didn't want to attack directly.

He turned his head and glanced at Mu Zhiwan beside him with uncertain emotions in his eyes, his face full of doubts.

Mu Zhiwan saw him looking at him, and quickly looked away.

He didn't want Wu Lianzhi to see the contradictory thoughts in his eyes, so he had to turn around.

Now that Zhong Qingrou had spoken, Wu Lianzhi saw that the red-clothed beauty beside him was reluctant to talk anymore, and his doubts deepened, but he had no choice but to take Mu Zhiwan and go back to Zhong Qingrou's water pavilion with him.