C129 Young Master Please Forgive Me!
Mu Shinian slowly sat up and looked at her grandmother who had fallen asleep. The corners of her lips slowly lifted into a smile that was not very obvious. "Gu Yan?"
"Yes, it is me."
"No time. Bye," Mu Shinian said.
Finishing, Mu Shinian hung up the phone and directly turned off the phone. Then, she rolled up the blanket and closed her eyes to sleep.
...
Outside the door.
Gu Yan couldn't help but sneeze as the cold wind blew on him.
His face was blank as he listened to the notification that the phone had been turned off. He couldn't help but chuckle.
His intuition was indeed correct.
Mu Shinian was indeed a talent.
The driver waited by the side for a long time. When he saw this, he walked over and asked tentatively, "Young Master, do you want to go back?"
"What kind of person do you think Mu Shinian is?" Gu Yan lit a cigarette and looked at the sanatorium behind him deeply.
The driver scratched his head and thought for a while before he said, "I thought she would hate her mother and sister who abandoned her, but later I realized she seemed to be... She didn't even hate him. It was as if these two people were purely strangers. "
" Her reputation isn't good. There's nothing she can't do in a fight, but she treats her grandmother very well "
"Hm... a very contradictory person"
Gu Yan raised his hand and extinguished the cigarette. His dark eyes followed the iron door and looked into a building. "It's quite pleasing to the eye, at least."
The driver did not understand what he meant.
Gu Yan opened the door of the back seat and sat in it. "Go back. Go to her school tomorrow."
... "" The driver nodded in embarrassment and could not help reminding him, "She doesn't seem to like you."
"Yes, she is not willing." Gu Yan did not look unhappy at all. "She is quite smart."
Driver:... ""
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The next day.
It was rare for Bo Qian to have a good sleep.
He slept until dawn. When he opened his eyes, he saw the butler standing at the end of the bed with his hands down. He was staring at him intently, as if something was hanging from his head.
Bo Qian stared at him. Two minutes later, he got up and asked in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"
The housekeeper still had a humble and respectful attitude. "Um, young master, there is something I need to tell you."
Bo Qian frowned impatiently. "Speak."
The housekeeper twisted his ten fingers with a conflicted expression. "You, you promise me that you will forgive me no matter what I say?"
Bo Qian opened his eyes. There was ice in his eyes.
The butler could not withstand his terrifying gaze and said tremblingly, "About that, Miss Mu, she is not in the manor anymore." After a pause, he changed his words. "No, that Miss Mu is not here. The one who lives in now is another Miss Mu."0
"What are you talking about?" Bo Qian did not have any patience. His voice suddenly became cold.
The butler was so scared that his legs trembled. He said in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, yes. It is like this! Yesterday, Sir and Madam brought another young lady from the Gu family over and chased Miss Mu away... "
Under Bo Qian's increasingly cold aura, the housekeeper finally finished his words bravely. He held on to the danger of his head exploding and added even more bravely, "Then the other young lady moved in."
Bo Qian's face suddenly sank. His sharp eyes seemed to want to nail the butler to the wall and dry him naturally. "You just watch?"
The butler shrank his neck weakly and his voice became even softer. "Not only me, even the white haired tiger is watching."
Bo Qian's face darkened. The veins on the back of his hand popped out. His entire body was covered with a gloomy aura.
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