C272 What Is It
Early in the morning, Su Cuiyun woke Mu Xiaoyou, who was sleeping soundly. She then dressed her in beautiful new clothes and tied up her ponytail. After she had tidied up properly, she brought her downstairs.
The family of three ate a simple bowl of boiled noodles. The taste was not very good, but it was barely edible. Mu Anren was the first to clean up, then he took the key to the car and went out.
"You You, hurry up." Su Cuiyun shouted towards Mu Xiaoyou who was in the toilet.
Before long, Mu Xiaoyou had rushed into the car.
Mu Anren had already prepared the New Year goods for the Mo family and put them in the trunk. Su Cuiyun glanced at the fruit basket at the back of the car and complained in her heart. When Mu Anren was visiting relatives in City A, he wasn't that generous.
"Don't speak carelessly over there. You must know what to say and what not to say." Mu Anren reminded Su Cuiyun.
Su Cuiyun responded with a faint 'oh', but in her heart she was muttering, what could she say?
The Mo family was very close, Uncle Jiu had already come out to greet them. After they parked the car, Mu Anren got out of the car and walked towards Mo Liming and the others.
"Mrs. Mu, this way, please." Uncle Jiu led them to where the women's quarters were. The sound of singing could already be heard from the house over there, making it seem quite lively.
Mu Xiaoyou looked left and right and felt that Mo Xiaohe's home was huge, yet it also seemed very grand. It was many times better than hers.
"Mom, I also want to live in such a big house in the future." Mu Xiaoyou said without hiding anything.
Uncle Jiu tilted his head and glanced at Mu Xiaoyou. She was obviously sister to Mu Qingqing, but her temperament was much worse. Mu Qingqing was elegant and quiet, but Mu Xiaoyou had a sense of power. She didn't even try to hide her desire.
Su Cuiyun held Mu Xiaoyou's hand tightly, motioning for her to keep quiet.
Mu Xiaoyou felt her hint and then glanced at Uncle Jiu. Since there was an outsider present, she shouldn't have said such words and immediately shut her mouth.
"The second floor is where they sing. There are also snacks and wine. Mrs. Mu, please." Uncle Jiu smiled and pressed the elevator button for Su Cuiyun and the others, gesturing for them to go upstairs.
"After the elevator door closed, Su Cuiyun's expression relaxed a little." You can't speak carelessly about it later, especially in front of the Mo family. "
"Got it." Mu Xiaoyou replied.
There were quite a few people singing in an open style on the second floor, but all of them were women. There were also some children like Mu Xiaoyou, who would come to visit relatives and friends together with their children on New Year's Day.
Su Cuiyun walked over to the sofa and stared at the passing ladies. As expected, the guests of the Mo family weren't simple people. The children were all wearing designer brands, and the adults had gold on their necks and hands, or diamonds.
Su Cuiyun awkwardly rubbed her neck, feeling a little disappointed. In all her years of marriage, she had never worn a diamond ring or a gold chain, not even the smallest silver. Mu Anren had given her money to buy clothes and a bag, so she forgot to buy a proper necklace and ring.
"Auntie, come sing!" A slightly green voice followed by a young girl wearing a bright yellow sweater called out to her with a smile.
Su Cuiyun was slightly stunned as she looked to her side. There was no one else beside her except Mu Xiaoyou. He then asked with uncertainty, "Are you calling me?"
"Yeah, you're the last one to come. You're going to perform!" Yuv Shiminqiao looked at her with a sweet smile and said with certainty.
"I, I can't sing." Su Cuiyun waved her hand, asking her to sing? Forget it.
"You don't know how to sing?" Yuv Shimin looked at her in ridicule, but her tone was tinged with regret. Su Cuiyun was too easy to identify. Mu Qingqing was almost identical to her, and without looking, one could already tell that it was related to Mu Qingqing.
"What about your sister next to you? One of you will have to come out and perform. We have all performed here." Yuv Shimin stared at Mu Xiaoyou in anticipation. Her looks were not pleasing to the eye.
Before Mu Xiaoyou could regain her senses, she was distracted and lost in thought.
"You You, how about you go sing?" Su Cuiyun smiled and asked Mu Xiaoyou beside her. Her daughter was only a child, so it didn't matter if she made a fool of herself. Furthermore, Mu Xiaoyou's usual academic performance was quite good, so she didn't need to make a fool of herself.
"Oh." Mu Xiaoyou agreed with a dull expression. She walked up to Yuv Shimin and took the microphone.
"Little sister, what can you sing?" Yuv Shimin asked in a friendly manner.
Mu Xiaoyou gave Yuv Shimin a disdainful look and walked over to the place where the music was being played. She then placed a dish on the table. He was singing "Prison Bird".
"I am a bird you have imprisoned. I have already forgotten how high the sky is. If I leave the small castle you gave me, I don't know who else will be able to rely on. I am a bird imprisoned by you, and I love less and less. I see your laughter burning in the eyes of others, but I do not want a hug. "I'm like a shadow that you don't need, coldly watching you lie, this city that is so messy …" The moment Mu Xiaoyou opened her mouth, she attracted the gazes of all the ladies.
"Whose little girl is she? She sings very well."
"It's quite nice to listen to." The crowd was filled with praise.
Yuv Shimin stared at Mu Xiaoyou as the corner of her mouth slightly curled up. At such a young age, do you understand love? It was only the first few days, but he already had a crush on her.
Listening to Mu Xiaoyou's singing, a smile gradually appeared on Su Cuiyun's face. She was very pleased that her daughter had obtained the approval of the people around her.
After singing this song, Mu Xiaoyou walked back to Su Cuiyun's side.
At this moment, Ren Xinru also arrived. She took the lead in applauding, and the surrounding women followed suit.
Yuv Shimin made things difficult for them, but she wasn't angry. She took two plates of food from the snack bar and personally brought it to Mu Xiaoyou.
"Little sister, you sing so well." Yuv Shimin said with a smile.
"Xiaoyou doesn't usually sing very well. I didn't expect her to have quite the talent in music." Su Cuiyun said happily.
"Xiaoyou? "Your surname is Mu?" Yuv Shimin asked.
"Yeah." Mu Xiaoyou looked at Yuv Shimin with disdain. Although she did appear outstanding before a bunch of little girls, she did not like Yuv Shimin at all.
"What about Mu Qingqing? What is your relationship with her? " Yuv Shimin asked casually.
"Clear? Do you know Qingqing? " Su Cuiyun asked in surprise. Why didn't she recognize the girl in front of her? When did Mu Qingqing meet? At this moment, Su Cuiyun started to carefully size up Yuv Shimin. Her skin was white and her hands were tender. She was obviously from a big family. She was definitely not the child of a poor family.
"Yeah, I've met her several times. Auntie, who are you to her?" Yuv Shimin asked fervently.
"I'm her mother." Su Cuiyun answered.
"Then, are you her younger sister?" Yuv Shimin asked uncertainly.
"That's right." Mu Xiaoyou answered.
"Why is it so different …" Although her voice was soft, Mu Xiaoyou happened to be able to hear her mutter.
"What's so different?" Mu Xiaoyou looked at her unhappily. Was he trying to say that she was worse than Mu Qingqing?
"I mean, how can Mu Qingqing be so different from you?" Yuv Shimin quickly explained.
"Of course, our Xiaoyou is the most outstanding child." Su Cuiyun said with a gratified smile.
Yuv Shimin glanced at Su Cuiyun coldly. She really had the nerve to say that out loud.
"Whose child are you?" Su Cuiyun asked.
"I'm Yuv Shimin from Yuv Family." Yuv Shimin replied proudly.
The Yuv Family is also on good terms with the Mo family, Su Cuiyun thought to herself.
"Sister Mu Xiaoyou, may I ask you a question?" Yuv Shimin stared at Mu Xiaoyou expectantly.
"Ask away." Mu Xiaoyou looked at Yuv Shimin strangely. This was the first time they had met, so what questions could she ask?
"Do you go to Karaoke often?"
"Kara OK?" Su Cuiyun didn't feel good. She turned around and stared at her daughter Mu Xiaoyou. When had she ever been to Kara OK?1
"What are you talking about?" Mu Xiaoyou was instantly angered. She looked at Yuv Shimin with a bit of annoyance. Why was this person so annoying?
"Oh, that's not it. I saw that you were quite proficient in placing the plates. I thought you often go to Kara OK …" Yuv Shimin said apologetically.
Su Cuiyun turned around, staring at Mu Xiaoyou nervously. She went to Kara OK? Not once or twice, but often?
"What are you talking about? I've never been there." Mu Xiaoyou turned her head to the side and explained in a displeased manner.
Su Cuiyun suddenly realized that if an outsider casually said something, how could she believe it? Then, she immediately changed her words and explained to Mu Xiaoyou, "We, Xiaoyou, can learn anything so quickly. It's not hard to sing a song."
"Oh, really? However, that machine is usually only capable of operating at your age, Auntie. She really knows how to learn. " Yuv Shimin said hesitantly.
The corner of Su Cuiyun's mouth twitched, and she instantly became speechless. Was she that old? What are you saying?
"However, it's nothing. It's just a small matter." Yuv Shimin chuckled, intending to change the topic.
Ren Xinru saw Su Cuiyun. As the host, she should greet her. Thus, she walked over to Su Cuiyun's side.
"When Yuv Shimin saw her, she immediately sat upright with a proper smile on her face." "Auntie."
"Shimin." Ren Xinru smiled and turned to look at Su Cuiyun. "There are some snacks over there. If you're bored, you can go over there and take a seat."
"Eh, alright." Su Cuiyun nodded and smiled politely.
"Auntie, where's Brother Mo? Didn't he come back? Why didn't I see him? " Yuv Shimin had been holding it in for a long time. Now she could finally ask Ren Xinru.
"He's back. The vacation is over." Ren Xinru received a call from Mo Xiaohe last night and knew that he was coming back. She could not help but feel worried.
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