Fate: "You tell me this is our son, right? Our son definitely doesn't stammer, right?"

Others: Nod.

Fate: "Childe must have never been in the habit of drinking tea, right?"

Everyone: Nodding again.

Knowing his fate: "Childe never wears clothes of other colors, does he?"

Everyone: Keep nodding.

Fate: "Then this stammering, tea-drinking, changing clothes, like a hairy boy, is definitely not our son." ”

Crowd: Nodded strongly.

Zhifang looked at everyone strangely: "Why do you keep nodding?"

Everyone pointed to their mouths: You have sealed our mouths, what can we do but nod?

Zhiming touched his head, and unsealed everyone's mouths with an embarrassed smile: "I'm sorry, I forgot, I was afraid that your words would disturb the big things of the son inside."

Despised by all: ......

Zhifang thought that a few days ago, that is, the night Miss Mu left, Childe called himself to his bedroom overnight.

That's right, it's the bedroom, and his son-in-law is actually ...... Insomnia......

Thinking of that night, he was still asleep, and was woken up by the sound of the son.

"Childe, what's the matter?" When he said this, he felt that his eyes were about to close, and he was really sleepy.

His son-in-law stood in front of the window: "I have a big matter to discuss with you." ”

"What's the big deal?" Zhiming's expression immediately tightened, but when he heard the latter sentence, Zhiming seemed to have tinnitus, what did he hear?

"It's a big event in my life. ”

“...... Childe ...... "Zhifang asked cautiously: "You won't tell me that you were dumped, will you?"

"Get out. Probably also feeling that he had lost his demeanor, his son-in-law continued: "I just want to ask...... That, what did you say when you sent Miss Mu out today?"

"Oh, I didn't say anything big, I just talked about some of the things in the play. ”

"Did she say anything...... About me?"

"Well, I'll think about it...... It seems to ......"

"Say it quickly, don't talk about going to the toilet tonight and the frightening wind. ”

Hearing the brushing of the latrine, he quickly said without thinking: "That Miss Mu said that she is very interested in you, and I think Childe is still very promising." ”

"Really?"

"Really, and I also solved the potential harm of Xintong for Childe. ”

"Merit. ”

"Gongzi Xie, so Gongzi, you came to me just to ask me about this?"

"Hmm. ”

"......" was speechless: "Childe, if you are like this, you will lose me." ”

"I still have Yan Qing and Shocking Wind. ”

"That childe, I don't think you can catch up with Miss Mu like this, according to my years of experience, this kind of thing is only useful if you take the initiative, not blindly hint. ”

"I didn't hint at it. ”

You are sullen, but you don't dare to say this, otherwise he can't guarantee that he will see the sun tomorrow.

"I think Miss Mu still has a good impression of Childe, so I think Childe needs some strategies. ”

"What's the strategy?"

"Brush your face, brush your goodwill, brush your existence. ”

"How do you brush it?"

"First of all, you have to let Miss Mu see you often, and then help her be a scumbag and let her get used to being around you. ”

"Go down. ”

...... "So, Childe, did you listen to it?"

......

But now, Zhifu has completely known it, and Childe does know it, but this understanding is really ......

Have you ever seen anyone brush their faces who doesn't sleep all night like a ghost every day, standing at the head of the bed, which brush the favor to compete with the scumbag and be jealous, which brush the existence and brush themselves as guards.

In vain, he had such great expectations, and quietly brought his men down every day to ...... Standing guard, well, it's voyeurism.

Did he do so much easily?

What is the saddest thing about being a subordinate?

It's not that the master is too powerful to grab jobs.

It's not that the master is too weak, and the job is too difficult.

But...... The master's emotional intelligence is too low.

Looking at the master who was following Miss Mu upside down, he couldn't help but sigh to the sky: "God, the saddest thing is to help the master chase his daughter-in-law!"

......

However, it is impossible to know the mental activity of knowing his fate, and he is still in the excitement of being in contact with Mu Taojing.

He still felt like he was in a dream, but the facts told him it was real.

Not only did he find the falling flowers, but he also touched the man who had been missing for thousands of years.

And what about the falling flowers?

In fact, she didn't know why she came up with such an idea, and now that she thought about it, it was really a little inconsiderate, otherwise she wouldn't have to take the two children, one big and one younger.

On the left, look at the silent night that looks at you gently, and on the right, look at Xintong who is puffing out his face at this time, looking at himself angrily, and his little hands are holding tightly.

Luohua could only sigh softly, feeling tired.

When they came to the Mu Mansion, everyone in the Mu Mansion had already put on pure white clothes one after another, and Manager Chen was counting the things to bring when he went.

Seeing the arrival of the falling flowers, Manager Chen immediately greeted him.

"The eldest lady is here. ”

"Call me Miss Mu, the eldest lady doesn't dare to be. ”

"Miss Mu wait a moment, and we'll set off in a moment. ”

"Well, it's hard work. ”

"This is a matter of duty, Miss Mu will sit in the room first?"

"No, I'll just stand here and wait. ”

"Okay, I'll have someone lift a chair for Miss Mu. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. ”

"No, I don't. ”

Sitting on the chair brought by the family, Mu Tao quietly watched everyone busy, but he didn't have any intention of helping.

And most of the people have also seen the falling flowers, but because of the events of the past few days, they really don't know what kind of attitude to face the former Miss Mu family, so they can only pretend not to know, and only vaguely discuss it in the corner where they can't see.

Xintong pulled in Luohua's arms, looking at the silent night next to him with unkind eyes, but he knew that this person was not easy to be kind.

Thinking that I woke up in the past few days, I always went to the bed next to me inexplicably, no one warmed the bed, covered the quilt, and froze my nose.

Xintong couldn't help but want to cry.

And the culprit of all this is this man.

Sure enough, none of the people who covet Sister Luohua are good people.

However, after staring at him for so long, he didn't receive half a response from that person, which was what Xintong hated the most.

......

After about half an hour, Luohua saw people who she didn't even want to see at this time, Mu Qing and Mu Linlin.

Mu Linlin must have returned to normal, after all, the maddening effect of the medicine should have disappeared a long time ago, but she hadn't seen her for a few days, but this Mu Linlin had become much quieter than usual, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes when she looked at Luohua.

Luohua couldn't help but smile, this white lotus must have been hit hard, but it really gave up, or it turned into a more terrifying black heart lotus, Luohua didn't know.

And from beginning to end, Luohua didn't look at Mu Qing.

After all, if it is broken, it must be broken cleanly, and it must be broken continuously, which is not the style of falling flowers.