Chapter 722 A Bunch of Lilies of the Valley

For an old man who is nearly seventy years old, there is nothing more regretful than leaving his children and grandchildren outside.

If Mu Zi is really not from the Situ family as she said, that would be fine.

But just in case...

In case she is really Ruan Li's child born to Situ, Mr. Situ might not be able to let it go until he dies.

Situ Yan is his only son, and his bloodline has not been passed on, which is the greatest sorrow for the old man.

In the study, Situ Yan remained silent the whole time, and he also couldn't relax.

Mu Zi publicly stated that she has nothing to do with the Situ family, which means that no matter whether she and Situ Yan are related by blood, they cannot return to the Situ family.

Otherwise, even if she turns back on her promise, the ridicule and insults will be thrown at her a hundred times and a thousand times, and the Situ family will not be spared.

Rationally, he knew that the best result was right now, but emotionally, it was hard for him to accept it.

——Mu Zi, is she his daughter?

...

Mu Zi didn't care about Situ's entanglement and pain at all.

She only felt that she had solved a big problem, and from then on, she no longer had to worry about who would dictate her life in the name of her parents and family.

In the last week of October, Mu Zi and Murong Cheng went to the mountain to pick pomegranates.

The pomegranates are all ripe, and the fruits are bright red and plump, hanging heavily on the branches one by one, making people happy when they see them.

Some pomegranates are too tall, even Murong Cheng can't reach them, so he hugged Mu Zi and asked her to ride on his shoulders to pick them. The two of them frolicked on the mountain, playing wildly until sweaty.

A cart full of pomegranates was brought home, some were squeezed into juice, and some were peeled and eaten.

Xiaoya also likes to eat, and babbles a few times from time to time, but it has a quirk. It thinks the pomegranate seeds are shiny and beautiful, so it collects a lot and hides them in the grass under the eaves.

It just so happens that the temperature in Qingjiang City has warmed up these days, the sun is warm, there is no wind or rain, and the pomegranate seeds have sprouted one after another.

Xiaoya couldn't find her baby anymore, she was puzzled, she tilted her head, walked around the seedlings grown from pomegranate seeds, then chattered, and then pawed it with her paws, making Mu Zi burst into laughter laugh.

Bai Wei kindly said to Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, don't dig it, all your pomegranates have sprouted, if you dig a few more times, there will be no pomegranate seedlings."

When Mu Zi heard this, she laughed even harder, tears streaming down her face.

Bai Wei found a flower pot, transplanted the pomegranate seedlings into the pot, and kept them in the house. Otherwise, the temperature will cool down in a few days, and these seedlings will definitely freeze to death outside.

"Raising pomegranates means good luck, more children and more blessings." Bai Wei said while watering.

Both Mu Zi and Murong Cheng showed surprise at the same time.

Didn't Bai Wei always think that Mu Zi was too young to fall in love and get married? Why is it acceptable to have children now?

Bai Wei continued: "Xiaoya has planted pomegranates this year, and will surely lay a lot of eggs next year..."

Murong Cheng: "..."

Mu Zi: "..."

……puff!

Both siblings fell on the sofa laughing wildly.

Bai Wei looked at them with a blank face, "...what's the matter? It's weird."

Mu Zi laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, she thought to herself: It's such a good life, I can't get enough of it...

In the blink of an eye, it was November, and the preliminary results of the judicial assessment came out.

Mu Zi entered the interview stage without any suspense.

The interview results were announced a week later, and Mu Zi was admitted to the Huaya Judicial Training Institute with an absolute advantage.

It is unimaginable to enter the Judicial Training Institute at the age of seventeen.

The students sent blessings one after another, and someone anonymously sent flowers, a bunch of lilies of the valley.

Mu Zi's heart was sweet, thinking that Murong Cheng was playing tricks again.

After school, she walked out of the school gate with a bouquet of lilies of the valley, but saw Murong Cheng get out of the car, holding a bouquet of white roses in his hand.

Mu Zi froze in place.

She suddenly remembered that in her previous life, when she was admitted to the Judicial Training Institute, Mu Zening happened to send such a bouquet of lilies of the valley...