Chapter 799

When Mu Zi walked into the tangled iron gate, those bodyguards didn't seem to see her, they didn't even give her a superfluous look, they still kept their posture tall and straight, staring ahead with sharp eyes.

She couldn't help suspecting that these people were soldiers in plainclothes disguise, because they had an awe-inspiring aura and no ruffian.

Going further inside, I found that there were bodyguards standing every ten meters. The house was heavily guarded, and even the servants who worked were affected by the tense atmosphere. They all held their breath and dared not speak loudly.

There were also two bodyguards guarding the entrance of Xiaoyanglou.

Mu Zi walked in and saw two guests coming to the house, one was Chen Cailing whom she had met, and the other was an old man with gray hair.

Because the living room was full of packed cardboard boxes, Bai Wei entertained guests in the dining room. There were two cups of scented tea on the table, and the room was filled with the scent of flowers and herbs.

When Murong Cheng saw her coming back, he waved to her, and Mu Zi obediently walked over to stand beside him.

"I'm back." Bai Wei's smile was a little blunt, as if she was trying to show polite hospitality, "Zizi, this is Mr. Situ, your grandfather..."

Mu Zi was slightly startled, and opened her mouth, but couldn't say the word "Grandpa" after all, and said hello, "Hello, old sir."

Looking at Chen Cailing again, "Hello, Aunt Chen."

Chen Cailing's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded with a smile.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, which was expected by everyone, and everyone tacitly did not point it out.

Mr. Situ had a warm smile on his face. He must have lived to this age and had seen all kinds of storms, so he could handle things calmly under any circumstances.

"What's your name, how old is this year?" the old man asked Mu Zi with a smile.

"Mu Zi, it's almost eighteen." She replied truthfully.

The old man asked again: "Which Zi is it?"

Mu Zi said: "Purple is purple from the east."

Mr. Situ nodded with a smile, and said: "Ziqi Donglai is a good name. There is a record in Yilin's Sutra: Beichen Purple Palace, well-dressed, Hanhe builds virtue, and is often blessed by heaven. Since ancient times, purple has been The air of the emperor is respected by the ancient royal family."

Mu Zi was a little embarrassed by his praise.

She felt that when Mrs. Mu chose the name, he must have thought so much. It can be seen from the names of other members of the Mu family, but all male names are two-syllable names, while girls are all single-syllable names.

"Back then, your mother and father were a good-looking couple, and they broke up for some reason. I, an old guy, don't understand young people. When your mother left, we didn't know that there was already a baby in her stomach. The child..." Mr. Situ sighed lowly, and continued, "I said this not to shirk responsibility, but to feel sorry. If your father had been more calm in his affairs back then, we would have been more careful, and maybe it would not have caused any serious problems. The situation today."

Mu Zi listened silently without saying a word.

Old Mr. Situ said: "The Situ family has always done the right thing, but in this matter, they owe you both to your mother and you. If you have resentment in your heart, we can completely understand..."

"There is nothing to complain about." Mu Zi whispered, "I have never met my father or mother since I was a child, so I have no feelings for them, let alone resentment."

Without love, how can there be hatred?

Mr. Situ sighed heavily.

Some people are tortured by guilt because of the past, tortured for one year, two years...ten years, and accumulated a backlog of heart disease, but finally found that the other party did not take that matter to heart at all, nor did they take themselves to heart, so this The sense of guilt is like falling into a bottomless abyss, which will never end and become a lifetime regret.

"Your father is ill, and the only person who can save him now is you." Mr. Situ looked at Mu Zi, "Zi Zi, would you like to go back to Jingling with us?"