Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 909 See through at a glance that she is a counterfeit!

Watching the girl in the white down jacket and the white woolen hat walk in, Ning Zitong shouted in a low voice, holding Mu Jingheng's hand nervously.

Mu Jingheng also raised his eyes, and that white shadow was reflected in his clear and wise eyes.

The girl has a slender figure, even in a down jacket, it can still be seen that her figure is very graceful.

Is this really a small wish?
No.

No.

Mu Jingheng denied it in his heart.

The girl walked in through the door, then took off her white wool cap, handed the coat she took off to the waiter, and turned around.

It was a very delicate and clean face with regular features.

Ning Zitong's heart began to beat fast, and the hand holding Mu Jingheng got closer and closer.

Looking at that face, Mu Jingheng didn't feel much.

However, the pair of round and big cat's eyes reflected in his line of sight did make him slightly absent-minded.

The girl looked around, and finally set her sights on the Mu family and his wife.

She seemed to be hesitating and lost in thought, but after a few seconds, she slowly came back to her senses, looked at them with a slight smile, and then walked forward.

Ning Zitong looked at the girl walking towards her, her heart beating "thumping".

The emotion of excitement, joy and tension made her heart beat faster.

Feeling that Ning Zitong was holding his hand harder and harder, Mu Jingheng was quite worried.

"Tong, don't be nervous, relax and take care of your own body."

Compared to Ning Zitong who was about to explode emotionally at this moment, Mu Jingheng was much calmer.

"Ah Jing, how can I not be excited, this is Xiaoyuan, this is Xiaoyuan..."

"Whether it is Xiaoyuan or not has yet to be confirmed."

Ning Zitong was taken aback when she heard the words, she understood what he meant, but she didn't want to understand.

"Ah Jing, you are really confused. My own daughter came and didn't respond at all..."

"Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu."

When Ning Zitong was complaining softly to Mu Jingheng, a slightly hoarse voice came from the side.

Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong were taken aback at the same time.

The voice sounded very different from what I remembered and imagined.

In my memory, Mu Qianyuan's voice was very crisp and sweet, not hoarse at all.

Ning Zitong was stunned for a while, then stood up abruptly, walked to the girl's side, and excitedly held her hands tightly.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan, I am your mother! Don't call me Mrs. Mu, I am your mother! Xiao Yuan..."

Ning Zitong looked at the teary girl in front of her with red eyes, her heart beat faster and her heart ached even more, but this kind of heartache didn't seem to be for the person in front of her.

"Xiaoyuan, my little wish, I blame my parents for being bad. If I had looked for you well back then, I would have issued a missing person notice earlier and you wouldn't have been homeless for 18 years!"

She was crying, and raised her hand to touch the girl's delicate cheek, as if it was not the touch in her memory.

But Ning Zitong is willing to deceive herself and others.

"Xiaoyuan, my little princess, my baby, go home with Mom and Dad, you don't have to work so hard outside, someone will take care of you and serve you, and you will be able to return to your identity as Miss Mu soon!"

The girl seemed to be moved, and the tears rolled down her eyes.

"Mother……"

She yelled.

Hearing this "Mom", Ning Zitong was so excited that he immediately reached out and hugged her.

"my little princess!"

she cried, hugging the girl tightly.

Feelings cannot be fooled, Ning Zitong deeply felt that the girl in her arms gave her a very familiar feeling.

This feeling is definitely not something a stranger can give!

Mu Jingheng was watching, although he didn't believe that this girl was Mu Qianyuan.

However, he also had a sense of familiarity for no reason.

He looked at them calmly, the girl's red eyes from crying suddenly lifted up, and happened to meet Mu Jingheng's sight!

(End of this chapter)