Chapter 509 Miss Qianjin

Wang Zhan boasted that he had followed Murong Cheng for these years, and he had already learned 80% of Murong Cheng's insidious, cunning, vicious and cruel, but when it came to unlimited and shameless, he still felt that his skills were not enough!

——As expected of Master Rong, it's amazing!

When Wang Zhan lamented that he didn't study hard enough, Murong Cheng was melancholy.

What has to be faced will be faced sooner or later. Although he is very resistant, the meeting between Mu Zi and Huo Lin must be put on the agenda.

Many things must be discussed face to face before they can be explained clearly.

Just thinking of Huo Lin gave Murong Cheng a headache.

Huo Zheng is a strong man, how could he have a younger sister like Huo Lin?

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In the afternoon Murong Cheng called home and told Bai Wei to go back for dinner in the evening.

Go back and eat, just go back and eat, why do you call on purpose? He didn't realize this before.

Mu Zi felt that he seemed to be implying: wait, I will come back to talk to you at night.

If you didn't mention it, that's fine. Now that her son mentioned it, Bai Wei felt that she should cook more dishes.

There are a lot of dishes to be prepared, Mu Zi helps to wash and peel the vegetables, which can help Bai Wei share some of the burden.

While busy in the kitchen, Mu Zi asked Bai Wei what kind of food Murong Cheng likes to eat.

Bai Wei thought for a while, but shook her head, "Your brother hasn't had much interest in food since he was a child. He will eat whatever is in the house, and he is not picky about food."

After she finished speaking, she recalled some past events, and she couldn't help showing sadness, and sighed: "Actually, how can a child not be picky about food? When he was young, there were a few dishes he liked to eat, but every time he picked up a few more chopsticks, I admire The wife will say some nasty things, and the more times, he will not eat much... Later, I started to start another fire here, and everyone eats separately, and life will be easier."

Mu Zi held back, couldn't help it, and asked her confusion all along: "Mom, since Mrs. Mu is so mean to us, why do we still live here?...Actually, we can move out to live. "

"Your brother has the blood of the Mu family on his body. He is the young master of the Mu family. If I take him away...it will be difficult to tell his identity in the future." Bai Wei frowned, and said sadly, "I don't want to admire The family’s money, and I don’t want to admire the family’s power, but I don’t want him to follow me into a child of unknown origin...he will never be able to behave in a dignified manner for the rest of his life.”

Bai Wei has her own principles.

At the beginning, Mrs. Mu didn't want to admit Murong Cheng's identity, and even forced Bai Wei to take her son for a paternity test. Even if Bai Wei is bullied to death, she still has to keep her son in the Mu family, otherwise, it is very likely that people will think that "giving birth to a wild species is not tolerated by the Mu family and will be kicked out of the house".

If Bai Wei doesn't leave, Mrs. Mu can't insist, because the deceased Mr. Mu still has brothers and sisters, and they won't watch Mr. Mu's women and children wander outside.

So Mrs. Mu could only bully and humiliate Bai Wei and Bai Wei's two children in different ways.

Bai Wei didn't have the ability to fight back, so she had to endure.

She felt that every day was suffering, suffering, and one day, she really got over it—that mean woman died in a car accident!

Bai Wei is a kind person and would not easily curse people to death, but when she heard the news of her death, she was really relieved.

Bai Wei recalled the past, gently patted her daughter's head if she had feelings, and said softly: "Zizi has also suffered these years, and you should be a spoiled daughter, but you have to suffer with me. Oh, it's mom who's sorry for you."

Mu Zi was surprised: "Hey, were my parents rich?"

Bai Wei's face was slightly stiff, and she realized that she had said something wrong, and said awkwardly: "I don't know too well...it should, uh, it should be pretty good."