"Poor?" Lei Zhenyu only felt that there was a contradiction in Mu Yao's words. Although Ruyu was not a rich man, she was a painter who had been famous for ten years. Why wasn't she considered a poor man? It should be no problem to let her children have enough food and clothing? Besides, her father still lives in a villa.

"Eat meals, talk less, don't talk nonsense," Ruyu knocked on the bowls of the two of them with chopsticks: "Hurry up and eat, I'll go upstairs to make the bed after eating."

After dinner, Ruyu and Lei Zhenyu moved two large bags of bedding upstairs. Ruyu went to make the bed for Mu Yao first, and Lei Zhenyu went downstairs to move some things again.

"Mu Yao, you will stay here tonight. I will also bring you your pajamas in Daddy's place. Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed. It's getting late." Ruyu ordered her sister who was pulling the curtains to the floor.

"Well, I understand. Go and do your own business," Mu Yao pulled the floor-to-ceiling window, then waved her hand, indicating that Ruyu could leave.

Ruyu nodded, walked to the door and turned his head: "By the way, Mu Yao, how many days will you have for vacation this time? I remember that there seems to be no fake Christmas in Binhai, right?"

"There are usually no Christmas holidays in Binhai schools," Mu Yao nodded, and then added: "But I went to Hong Kong schools, so I will go back in two days when there is a holiday."

Ruyu stopped asking her after hearing Mu Yao say this. When she returned to her room, Lei Zhenyu had already prepared all the quilts and sheets, and was placing pillows at this time.

"Have Mu Yao asleep?" Lei Zhenyu asked immediately with concern when he saw her coming in.

"I'm taking a shower, I'll sleep after I take a shower," Ruyu sat down beside the bed and yawned: "I was so tired today."

"Then let's take a shower early, too," Lei Zhenyu put the pillow next to her and sat down, stretched out his hand, and took her into his arms: "Ruyu, Mu Yao isn't your child, right?"

"Why not?" Ruyu raised her head and looked at him with a slight look of surprise.

"It was the first time you were together that night." Lei Zhenyu pointed out very ruthlessly.

Ruyu's face turned red, and she really forgot about this matter. It seemed that Lei Zhenyu had not imagined Lan Ruoshui's words at the beginning, so he accepted Mu Yao indifferently.

"Maybe...I went to repair that layer of film?" Ruyu pondered for a while and said, "South Korea was originally a fake country, and this person's face was very fake, let alone that layer of film?"

"Hahaha," Lei Zhenyu laughed out loud after hearing her words, then shook her head and said, "You and Kim Jong-nam have been married for three years. Do you need to repair that layer of film before getting married to me? Isn't it true that you are a married person?"

"This..." Ruyu was speechless. This was true. Even if she and Lei Zhenyu were not together, it was not surprising. It is normal for a married woman to have that film.

"Ruyu, did you pick up Mu Yao? Is it the child of your relative?" Lei Zhenyu saw that she didn't chew on her voice, and immediately changed the subject and immediately asked the question he was puzzled.

Mu Yao looks a bit similar to Ruyu, but he knows that Mu Yao is not Ruyu's child, so he can only guess that he is Ruyu's relative's child, and even has some distant relatives with Ruyu.
Chapter completed!