Mu Yutian turned her face sideways, glanced at Murong Yanxing, and couldn't help but smile with her lips.

"Why are you laughing at..." Murong Yanxing saw her secretly poking, laughing as if he had only stole a delicious little hamster, and asked her in a low voice.

"Smile, I think that when you are at home, you will show such a childish side." Mu Yutian said deliberately exaggeratedly as if she had discovered something amazing.

"Childish... Maybe you didn't see how you smile now?" Hearing Mu Yutian's words, Murong Yanxing was not angry, and he swayed her little face with both hands.

Talked and laughed, Mu Yutian and Murong Yanxing accompanied the old lady to have lunch.

The elderly are always prone to sleepiness and fatigue. After eating, they rest for a while, and then go back to the house to take a nap.

He left Murong Yanxing and took Mu Yutian to walk around the Murong family's large yard.

The Murong family's villa is an old house and the place is also very large, not inferior to Yuchi Heyan's small villa.

There are only three houses and a wall that is neither tall nor short. In fact, if a thief really comes, you can come over even if you turn over, probably to look more secure.

"It smells so good..." After walking a few steps in the yard, Mu Yutian smelled a strong fragrance, which made people feel sweet when they smelled.

"It's osmanthus." Murong Yanxing said, "There is a century-old osmanthus in the family. It is well maintained. When it is flourishing, the fragrance can be smelled almost every corner of the Murong family. Now it's over September, and it's just the season of blooming. Every time at this time, the chef at home will cook some osmanthus and make some osmanthus desserts and pastries... It seems that you should have a good taste during your day at Murong family."

"That must be delicious..." Mu Yutian's foodie attributes were brought out again, especially because she also loved desserts.

"Be careful that you will become a pig." Murong Yanxing teased her that girls care about the most, naturally, their appearance.

"Don't worry, I am a physique that thousands of people envy that cannot be fat! No matter how you eat, you will not gain weight!" Mu Yutian said proudly.

Murong Yanxing looked at her little face and gently curled the corners of his lips: "I think if there is some flesh, it will feel better if you touch it."

"What did you say?!" Mu Yutian stared at her eyes widened.

"Nothing said," Murong Yanxing stopped repeating.

"I heard it all! Don't admit it yet?"

"So what if you hear it?" Murong Yanxing said, shook his head and looked reluctantly, "But think about it, no matter whether you have meat or not, I shouldn't dislike you..."

"You are so enough!" You are a soldier's serious!!!

The two of them walked slowly. Before they could reach the osmanthus tree, a servant hurriedly trotted and chased after him: "Second Young Master, sir, are back!"

Mu Yutian clearly saw that Murong Yanxing's face, which was originally a little warm, had completely dropped to freezing point because of the servant's words.

She was surprised in her heart that even if she didn't support him in the army... she blamed him for not inheriting the family business, there was no need to be the same as her enemy between the father and son.

Mu Yutian really can't understand.

But she also knew that she had no say before she figured out the whole story.

Murong Yanxing and Mu Yutian got the news and turned around and returned to the main house.

A middle-aged man in a black suit stood in the middle of the room. His face was cold and not only did he have no expression, but he also felt that he was afraid to get close.

It seems...he is Murong Shang.

Murong Shang is also tall. Murong Yanxing probably inherited a lot of his father. The father and son are really similar, not only their appearance, but also their temperament.

Perhaps, it is precisely because the more similar the temper, the more likely it is to have conflicts and conflicts between two people.

Murong Yanxing and Mu Yutian walked into the house. Murong Shang heard the sound and his eyes floated faintly.

Seeing them walking side by side, Murong Shang naturally easily guessed Mu Yutian's identity.

"Mu Xiangze's daughter?" Murong Shang's voice was dull and not very nice. It seemed to have been smoked all year round, which aggravated the terrifying coldness and seriousness when speaking.

"Yes... Hello Uncle Murong." Mu Yutian lowered her head and said hello politely. In fact, she had been so nervous that her heart was beating fast.
Chapter completed!