The cityscape of Nanjiang is extremely beautiful. It is the season of spring in April. Under the damp sky, the whole city is shrouded in water mist, exuding a hazy and cold temperament. Cars are speeding on the wide road, and the streets are lined with neat The clean street trees, and the scenery along the way after entering the Xishan Huanshan Road are as beautiful as postcards.

Song Xiaoran could see the lake passing by like a white line outside the window. It was the largest natural lake in Nanjiang. It was named Lihu because it was shaped like a pear. The Mu family’s ancestral house was located on the lakeside, so it was named Lihu. Lake Manor.

The car window was open, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers and plants. Mu Nancheng leaned his elbow on the car window, and held a cigarette between his fingertips, but he didn't smoke. The distance between two windows seems to be as far as the Milky Way.

"Don't be nervous," Mu Nancheng said suddenly, "No one in Lihu Manor will neglect you."

Song Xiaoran turned to look at him, not knowing how to answer this sentence, he actually didn't care how the strangers in that strange place would treat him.

Since he was born, Xiao Ran has possessed too many things that others have never experienced, the glory and wealth that others have never enjoyed, the beauty and love that others can't desire, and the parting of life and death that others can't bear. These gains and losses are his life. To him, the normal state in the world and all the emotions in the world are really just floating clouds.

But Mu Nancheng said this out of good intentions, Xiao Ran still said: "Thank you."

Mu Nancheng also turned his face: "My mother hugged you when you were a child, don't you remember?"

Xiao Ran shook his head slightly, and pointed to his eyes:

"I have prosopagnosia, and I can't distinguish faces."

Mu Nancheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became complicated, and his tone was obviously incredible: "So you can't tell what everyone looks like at all? Then how do you recognize people? Voice?"

"It was like this when I was young. Later, when I got older, I would capture the facial features of people's faces. I can recognize a highly recognizable face like Mr. Mu's."

Song Xiaoran was not flattering, Mu Nancheng's face was indeed highly recognizable.

Mu Nancheng didn't speak any more. He turned his head and looked out of the window, but there was a feeling of suddenness in his heart.

Shen Fengyi is currently in the garden of Lihu Villa, full of beautiful flowers, the old lady is pruning branches and leaves with scissors.

Zheng Huiyu is the person who takes care of the old lady closely, and she still feels aggrieved until now:

"It's not good for the young master to marry. Even if you really like boys, you can't want a married one. Then the fourth young master Fu is still alive, so you have to bring him back. This... I'm afraid you will be stabbed in the back. !"

Once the news of the marriage came out, Mu Nancheng took advantage of Fu Yuxing's serious illness to infect his niece and daughter-in-law, and even his bone marrow donation might have become a deliberate conspiracy, and all kinds of rumors could flood the Lihu Manor.

Zheng Huiyu has served Shen Fengyi for many years, and her affection is extraordinary, so she dared to say anything, "Old lady, you really can't agree to this marriage!"

Shen Fengyi sighed softly:

"I've said everything I need to say. I can't persuade Nancheng to make up his mind."

Shen Fengyi is actually dissatisfied with this sudden marriage, this dissatisfaction has nothing to do with Song Xiaoran's family background and character, but only with his gender.

Although same-sex marriage has been popularized in China, no one among the elderly has the wish to have grandchildren. Mu Nancheng was only [-] years old, and it was fine to focus on his career in the early years. Now that the power is in his hands, everything is settled. Ye, after a few years of stable and smooth life, who knows that he will marry a boy back, let alone this boy is still on the cusp of Nanjiang.

Zheng Huiyu vented her anger and said:

"A little boy, who made the fourth young master of the Fu family fascinated, and now he has made our young master dizzy, evildoer!"

Shen Fengyi's expression was a little unnatural:

"That child can be regarded as the one I watched growing up. He looks very refreshing, and he is not the kind of person who is not on the road."

"That's so refreshing," Zheng Huiyu curled her lips. She had seen Xiao Ran before, "Girls are even more beautiful than girls. How did we ever hear that our young master likes boys? It was reported in the newspapers that he had many girlfriends. Yes, this is simply being led astray, I heard that some boys are more powerful than women..."

"Crack", Shen Fengyi forcefully cut off a branch, and Zheng Huiyu immediately stopped talking.

After the faint warning, Shen Fengyi said something to Zheng Huiyu, and it was also because of this sentence that the old lady finally nodded and let Xiao Ran get started:

"Nancheng said that he will have a child in the future."

The carved gate opened slowly, and three cars drove into Lihu Manor one after another.

This private manor, one of the top ten famous gardens in China, Xiao Ran remembers that he also came here when he was a child, but the scenery of Lihu Manor was still antique at that time, even the gate was hung with red lanterns, now this century-old garden passed by Reconstruction, the temperament is completely new. In addition to retaining the prosperity of the old old trees, small bridges and flowing water, many modern facilities have been newly built.

The car drove very slowly, passing many buildings along the way. In a huge manor, there are tennis courts, libraries, and private cinemas. There are several white villas dotted in the green shade. Stop and bend over to say hello.

Xiao Ran rested his arms on the car window, put his chin on the back of his hand and watched the scenery outside the window all the way, and commented pertinently: "You live like a nobleman."

Mu Nancheng tilted his head to look at Xiao Ran's expression. He was not sure whether Xiao Ran's words were a compliment or a satire, but he could only see the back of Xiao Ran's head, shook his head with a smile, and asked:

"Do you like it here?"

"It's not bad," Xiao Ran sat up straight, a little lost in interest, he didn't care whether he liked other people's houses or not.

Mu Nancheng sat very leisurely, the back seat was spacious, his legs were slightly apart, and his fingers touched his knees one by one:

"There are more people here. If you like quietness, we can live in an apartment in the city or a villa in the suburb of Baihua in the future."

Xiao Ran shook his head: "I have my own house to live in."

He has his own house. Mu Nancheng didn't ask whether it was your house or Fu Yuxing's, nor did he say that you haven't recognized your identity yet. Mu Nancheng just smiled and nodded, not wanting to mess with him at this time Unhappy, I can only hide my unhappiness, and slowly think of ways to make him let go.

The car stopped in front of the main building, and Shen Fengyi was standing in front of the building, looking at it with a smile.

Song Xiaoran followed Mu Nancheng to get off the car, stood still in front of Shen Fengyi, and shouted neither humble nor overbearing:

"Hello auntie."

"Okay," Shen Fengyi was a little surprised that the child was not surprised at all. After all, their identities were a bit embarrassing. If they were more petty, they might have lost their minds. "Good boy, come in."

Xiao Ran called Zheng Huiyu again: "Hello, Aunt Hui."

That's what Mu Nancheng called Zheng Huiyu, and Xiao Ran followed suit.

Shen Fengyi is undoubtedly satisfied with Xiao Ran's demeanor, but Zheng Huiyu is full of contempt almost showing on her face, such thick-skinned is really rare, you must know that a few months ago when Xiao Ran saw Shen Fengyi, she even called "Auntie" She is "Grandma Zheng", Song Xiaoran doesn't even know the slightest bit of embarrassment with such an unchanging face, what a monster, Zheng Huiyu thought almost painfully.

So Zheng Huiyu held Song Xiaoran's arm very worriedly:

"Why is Young Master Song so thin? I heard that he vomited blood before. You can't fall into trouble at such a young age. From now on, stay at home and ask Aunt Hui to make up for you."

He vomited blood, it was self-explanatory for whom he vomited blood, which pot should not be opened and which pot to lift, the subtext in the words was even more ready to come out, he just vomited blood for his ex-husband, and today he went to Mu's house, Xiao Ran didn't care about the subtext, but as long as he mentioned When it came to Fu Yuxing, he felt a twinge in his heart.

He lowered his eyelashes and stopped speaking.

Shen Fengyi glanced at Zheng Huiyu with displeasure, and then looked at Mu Nancheng, seeing that his face remained motionless, and he didn't seem to care, so she smiled and led Xiao Ran into the living room.

Several people sat on the sofa in the living room. Mu Nancheng and Xiao Ran sat opposite to Shen Fengyi. He said in a calm tone, very naturally:

"Aunt Hui, please make a pot of frozen oolong for Xiao Ran."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Huiyu's face changed in embarrassment, even Shen Fengyi's smile froze slightly, but Mu Nancheng didn't seem to notice it, he put his palm on the back of Xiao Ran's hand, and said with a light smile,

"Aunt Hui is a master at making tea, you must try it."

Xiao Ran's dark eyeballs slowly rolled down, he looked at Mu Nancheng's smile thoughtfully, Mu Nancheng immediately took his hand into his palm, and squeezed it gently, Xiao Ran was still surprised that this man did it for Embarrassing the people around the old lady, he forgot to withdraw his hand for a moment, and Mu Nancheng squeezed Xiao Ran's finger bones with a smile on his face.

Zheng Huiyu's legs felt a little weak when she walked towards the kitchen. She has served the old lady for many years and watched Mu Nancheng grow up. Mu Nancheng has always respected her. In Lihu Manor, she is most of the masters, and no one has ever treated her as a servant. Look, Mu Nancheng ordered her to make tea for the first time, as if ordering an ordinary servant.

Just because she said something to embarrass Song Xiaoran?

No, that's not embarrassing Song Xiaoran. Zheng Huiyu has only come to her senses now, and her back is already in a cold sweat. She is embarrassing Mu Nancheng. No man would like to hear his unmarried daughter-in-law vomit blood for other men.

Shen Fengyi understood, she understood her son's attitude, knocking mountains to shake tigers, killing chickens to make an example to monkeys, from now on all the servants in Lihu Manor will know who is the serious master, and no one will dare to offend Xiao Ran anymore.

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