Mu Yi's return was a temporary idea, and only Mu Shaoqing and the driver knew.

And the two are categorically not going to divulge her itinerary.

In addition to these two people, the only people who knew that Mu Yi was back were the kidnappers and the police that day.

To be precise, there were only kidnappers, and the police did not see her face at all. And the car drove into Lingjiang, and no one dared to directly conclude that the car belonged to the Mu family for the time being!

There is no conclusive evidence that the person who was kidnapped is Mu Yi, and he has not returned overnight.

Unless the person who spread the rumor knew the whole thing and knew it clearly...... When did Mu Yi come back.

"Smack!" Yu Zimei put the teacup on the table heavily, her face sank, and a ruthless color flashed in her eyes, "I want to see who dares to beat my Mu family's idea!" ”

Yu Zimei is the kindest old man Mu Yi has ever seen, and she is also the most ruthless woman Mu Yi has ever seen.

She used her thunderous means to support the Mu family's century-old foundation alone after the death of her grandfather Mu Shize.

Perhaps because of the firecrackers, the night sky of the New Year was shrouded in a thin layer of light smoke.

After dinner, Mu Yi and Mu Shaoli ate fruit and listened to songs, and watched Yu Zimei and Mu Shaoqing play chess.

Mu Yi looked at Yu Zimei's kind face, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise.

Although there were a lot of bad things on this trip, her grandmother was always happy.

On the second day, not long after dawn, Song Xichu's family came to the house to pay New Year's greetings.

Of course, Mu Yi didn't know, so when Song Xichu knocked on her door, she was drowsy and only thought it was her second brother, wearing pajamas, and opened the door without opening her eyes.

She opened the door and, as usual, turned and went back to bed.

When he beat Xiao Mu Yi, he was especially afraid of Song Xichu, he was nervous and trembling in front of him, and he didn't even dare to swallow his saliva loudly, and even said that he had to think about it for a long time when he took a deep breath.

Looking at her so natural and unguarded appearance, Song Xichu's head seemed to be gently swept by a feather.

"Gardenia ......"

This call immediately dispelled Mu Yi's drowsiness, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a spirit, jumped off the bed and ran directly to the door, closing the door.

explained: "I'm sorry, I thought it was the second brother!" ”

Before the door was closed, Song Xichu saw the pair of bare jade feet on the floor, small and exquisite, not like the deformity of the foot, but a little cute and seductive.

He coughed lightly to hide his hoarse voice, "It's okay. Grandma asked me to come up and ask you to have breakfast together. ”

"Okay, let's change your clothes." Her beautiful voice came from behind the door, as crisp as a doll being blown by the wind on a sunny day.

fell into Song Xichu's ears, and her eyes deepened again, especially her face that didn't apply powder, and the delicate curves wrapped in the silk nightdress, as well as the faintly protruding dots on her chest......

He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pushed the door open.

He raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, and the fragrance of gardenia flowers came to his face, making his heart feel relaxed and swaying.

Song Xichu looked around the room, unlike the ladies who lived in the mansion, Mu Yi's room was a thin tent and light yarn, with a bead curtain and a soft couch; There are all kinds of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and the ink fragrance is faint; The furniture in the house is made of fine pear blossom wood, which can be described as antique.

At this time, the owner of the room was behind the screen, raising his jade arm high.

Considering the heavy snow, Mu Yi specially put on a rouge-colored sweater, and she was suddenly unaware of Song Xichu's approach.

As soon as she showed her head, she felt an arm cross her waist, and before she could react, a stumble was taken into her arms. The smell of tobacco is not strong or faint in the nose.

Mu Yi struggled, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw Song Xichu's eyes reflecting his appearance, flickering slightly, leaning over and lowering his head, and the hand on his waist began to wander......