Three full weeks have passed, Mu Yueli has not stepped out of the door for half a step, and Mu Yueli has never been here, not even a text message, not a single phone call, as if he has disappeared from this world. Mu Yueli lay on the cold floor, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, self-deprecatingly thinking: she may be the saddest bride in the world, forced to marry her brother, and then she was left out in the cold the next day of engagement, her grandfather ignored it, her nominal fiancé ignored it, and she was left to fend for herself in a dead room.

The maids who deliver meals come in and out every day, they are the only life in the room, looking at the young lady as if she is a living dead, they were once immersed in the sadness of the young master's engagement, they are all embarrassed, in addition to expressing a few traces of sympathy as a woman, more for the young master to complain.

"The young master is so pitiful, in order to repay the master's nurturing kindness, he was forced to marry a woman he didn't like...... a maid said indignantly.

"I don't think so, I heard Zhang's mother say that their brother and sister used to have a good relationship, and the young master was even better to Miss than to his girlfriend, but somehow, it became ......like this," the other maid whispered gossipy.

"No matter how good the relationship was before, it was also the love of brother and sister, which is different from the relationship between men and women! If I were a young master, my sister who had been calling me for more than ten years suddenly changed her words to call my wife, I couldn't stand it, and I wouldn't go home all day. Another maid retorted.

"Pop", out of nowhere, a crystal teacup flew out, impartially hit the door frame, fell apart, splashed out of the shards along the crack of the door, frightened the maid hurriedly retreated, looked up, through the crack in the door, saw the young lady sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring coldly, they immediately shut up, lowered their heads, and left quickly and silently.

What Mu Yueli hates the most is that others chew the root of their tongues behind their backs, these maids are good, they dare to talk directly at her door, is it really that she, the eldest lady of the Mu family, is she born to be a submissive wretch?

Mu Yueli's anger had not subsided, at this time, the door was gently pushed open, Mu Yueli thought it was a maid again, and reflexively picked up another crystal cup and threw it at the figure at the door.

The comer's eyes were quick, he caught the cup with one hand, took it in his hand and played with it carefully, and his magnetic voice sounded: "This cup has a good texture, it's a pity to fall." ”

Jiang Moliu walked up to Mu Yueli with the cup, put the cup in its original position, turned around, and went to clean up the crystal fragments at the door, and carefully inspected every corner of the room to avoid small debris that was not easy to detect.

Mu Yueli watched his series of actions, Fang Cai's anger eased somewhat, and he asked, "Why are you here again?" Is the company idle? ”

Jiang Moliu was originally Mu Zhennian's secretary, and was later assigned to Mu Cheng and became Mu Cheng's right and left hand. Because he was an orphan, Jiang Moliu was raised in the Mu Mansion since he was a child, received elite education with Mu Yan, and sometimes often accompanied Mu Yueli to practice swordsmanship.

After Jiang Moliu heard Mu Yueli's words, he pretended to be aggrieved, and said pitifully: "I took time out of my busy schedule to come to see you, but you treat me as an idler." ”

Mu Yueli chuckled. Since the engagement, in addition to the maids in this room, Jiang Moliu has come the most diligently, every time she comes over, he will bring her a few things she usually likes, Mu Yueli knows that he wants to coax her to be happy, and wants to help her get out of this dead and silent day, but the malaise and cheer up of his personal spirit, in addition to relying on the support of the outside world, depends more on his own willpower. Even so, Mu Yueli was still grateful that he could come over every day and try his best to take her out of her mental predicament.

"What happened today, causing our Miss Yue to get so angry, and almost hurt me, the pond fish?" Jiang Moliu asked jokingly.

"It's nothing, it's just a few maids chewing on the root of their tongues behind their backs." Mu Yueli said lightly.

In fact, only Mu Yueli himself knew why he was so angry today. The after-dinner conversation of the maids began on the second day of the engagement, and it was not the first time she had heard the maids blatantly talk about herself, and what she cared about was that their idle conversation had impartially poked her in the wound - how did the good young lady and young master become like this?

Yes, Mu Yueli can't figure it out, why did they become like this today when they were once so close?