Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

"Who is it?" During the lunch break, Han Ling couldn't imagine who would come to him.

"Mrs. Hui, I am the new servant, and my name is Yu Mu." Yu Mu took out the reason he had prepared in advance, and said, "Boss Cheng asked me to ask if the wardrobe I changed for you last time was satisfactory."

Yu Mu lived in the castle during this time, so he could remember clearly what happened in the castle every day.

A few days ago, Han Ling was dissatisfied with the style of the wardrobe and raised his opinion. The old butler built another wardrobe for him according to his preferences. Now it is not awkward for Yu Mu to ask Han Ling.

"Oh, come in." Lying on the bed looking through the photo album, Han Ling put down his phone upside down and said casually, "The door is unlocked."

Only then did Yu Mu open the door and go in. After walking for a while, he saw the bed.

The slender and beautiful young man huddled under the thin quilt, looked at him when he heard footsteps, and expressed his feelings to Yu Mu in a formulaic manner: "The color of that cabinet is good, and the space inside I also..."

I forgot what I wanted to say when I saw Yu Mu's face clearly.

Han Ling sat up slowly, walked to Yu Mu with bare feet, stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, and stroked Yu Mu's face with his fingers. His voice trembled a little: "You, who are you?!"

It has been more than a year, and Han Ling has never been so excited and nervous as he is now.

The moment he saw Mo Nan's body, he felt that his heart was also dying. From then on, he only thought of revenge, and he must make Jiang Yan and the Jiang family pay the price.

But the person he thought should be dead is now standing in front of him alive, looking at him intently with those brownish eyes, with a familiar gentle expression.

His eyes were sour, and the corners of Han Ling's mouth pulled down, as if he was desperately resisting the urge to cry.

"Ma'am, I introduced myself just now. My name is Yu Mu." Yu Mu was infected by his appearance, and felt more guilty in his heart, but he couldn't directly reveal that he was Mo Nan, so he made up the pre-made Lie told Han Ling: "But I know someone you like..."

The lie Yu Mu made up for Han Ling was: he and Mo Nan met by accident in the slave market, and because of their similar looks, they were naturally closer than others.

Mo Nan told him about Han Ling, and begged him to tell Han Ling not to wait for him any longer if he could see Han Ling, but to learn to treat himself better, let go of hatred, and start a new relationship. He can really feel at ease.

Afterwards, the two parted ways. After Yu Mu entered the boxing ring, he fought hard and finally got rid of his slave status. When he came out again, he found that Mo Nan was dead. He felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to help the other party fulfill his wish and bring these words to Han Ling .

Part of the reason why he came here now was to make a fortune for himself in the future, and part of the reason was to look for Han Ling.

When Yu Mu finally finished speaking, Han Ling was already sobbing.

The young man sat on the bed with his knees in his arms, with tears streaming from his eyes, he sobbed and asked Yu Mu, "Why don't you let him fight too? He is so powerful, he must be able to obtain a new identity... When he comes out, he can Come find me..."

"We slaves cannot control our own destiny." Yu Mu replied, "This is our misfortune."

When Han Ling heard this, he cried even harder, his eyes were red like rabbits, and Yu Mu couldn't bear to see it.

After thinking about it, he sat down on Han Lingshi's bed, politely embraced the boy's shoulders, patted him lightly, and persuaded him gently: "I don't think Mo Nan wants to see you like you are now, he hopes you can forget about it." Let him live a better life."

"Live better..." Han Ling grabbed Yu Mu's clothes, and murmured in despair, "Without him, how can I live better..."

He looked up at Yu Mu, as if he saw Mo Nan's soul through Yu Mu, saw the man he missed, and cried, "Tell me! Tell me! How can I live better?!"

Yu Mu sighed in his heart, hugged Han Ling into his arms, did not answer his question, only caressed his back, and remained silent.

By now, he knew that Han Ling couldn't listen to anything anymore, he needed to vent, and it would be much better if he cried out, so during the whole lunch break for an hour, Yu Mu held Han Ling in this position, letting him The other party's tears soaked his shirt, stroking the boy's back, and enlightening him gently.

It was approaching the working time in the afternoon, and Han Ling's mood finally stabilized a bit. Yu Musong let go of the person in his arms, poured him a glass of water, watched him drink it to moisten his dry lips, then helped him to lie down, and rubbed Han Ling's face. s hair.

"Ma'am, I'm going to work, and you can talk to me about anything in the future." He made a promise: "Mo Nan is my brother, and you are the person my brother likes, so if you want to leave the Jiang family , to start a new life, I will definitely do my best to help you in order to fulfill his last wish."

Han Ling was already very tired, and his mind was in a trance. Looking at the gentle man in front of him, it was like seeing Mo Nan, whom he once loved deeply, and his heart ached unbearably.

He closed his eyes tiredly, but held Yu Mu's hand tightly with one hand, not wanting to let go.

"Yu Mu." He called out Yu Mu's name with difficulty, using an accentuated tone to remind himself that the person in front of him was not Mo Nan, and he had to see the reality clearly.

The clenched hands finally relaxed, he closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I will think about it."

After closing the door, Yu Muchang sighed, and just about to go downstairs, he suddenly heard someone behind him stop him.

"Little wood."

Hearing that the voice was Yun Qing, Yu Mu's heart trembled slightly, and his brain quickly compiled words to explain to the woman behind him why he appeared in Han Ling's room, and when he turned around, he had recovered his decent smile, saluted Yun Qing, and said : "Fifth Madam, good afternoon."

Yun Qing was wearing a dark purple suspender dress, leaning lazily by the door, with a charming temperament, and asked Yu Mu with a smile: "Why didn't you say good morning to me today?" "

Yu Mu straightened up, smiling unabated: "Because my wife's beauty today is like the sun at noon, delicate and dazzling, if I use the morning dew to describe my wife, it will be my eyesight."

Yun Qing was slightly startled, smiled and shook her head, "Your mouth is as sweet as ever."

She hooked her finger to Yu Mu: "Come here."

When Yu Mu came to her side, Yun Qing lowered her voice and asked him: "Xiao Mumu, can you tell me what is your relationship with Jiang Qinghe?"

Yun Qing ordered someone to investigate Yu Mu yesterday. She thought that with the detective qualifications she hired, Cha Yu Mu, a small person, should be more than enough.

But just now, the detective told her that there is almost zero information about Yu Mu in the society.

This man has only one ID card left, and there is nothing to check.

No doubt is the biggest doubt.

Yun Qing was even more curious about Yu Mu, and just now happened to see this man entering and leaving Han Ling's bedroom, so she couldn't help but stop him, asking this question, and wanted to see how Yu Mu would answer her.

"Returning to Mrs., the relationship between me and the young master is naturally the relationship between the young master and the servant.

Yu Mu went around in circles with Yun Qing without changing his expression.

"Aren't you going to tell me the truth?"

Yu Mu and Yun Qing looked at each other with neither humble nor overbearing eyes: "Madam, what I said is indeed the truth."

"Then if you had to choose between Ten Young Masters and Jiang Qinghe, what would you choose?"

The tenth young master is Jiang Yun, her son, with a gleam in +5's clear eyes, staring at Yu Mu's eyes, waiting for him to speak.

Yu Mu was taken aback when he asked this question, but the seemingly nonsensical sentence involved some hidden relationships.

After a while, Yu Mu lowered his eyes, leaned slightly, and moved closer to Yun Qing's ear.

The woman did not hide.

"Master also has a distinction between high and low. A good bird chooses a tree to live in." His voice was deep and magnetic, full of deep temptation: "Although I am not a good bird, if my wife needs it, I will do my best. You serve."

After finishing speaking, he stepped back politely, saluted Yun Qing again, and said, "Sorry ma'am, I have to start work in the afternoon, so I have to leave first, please forgive me."

He turned around and went downstairs, it took a long time for Yun Qing to recover.

There was a smile on her lips, not only did the woman not feel angry at Yu Mu's rudeness, she even felt that she was a little more interested in this little manservant.

A good master also has high and low points.

I really dare to say anything.

While sleeping at night, Yu Mu told Jiang Qinghe about this.

The two sat on the bed, and the young man sneered, with a bit of arrogance on his face: "With the strength of Yunqing's mother and son, she can't even find out your real identity, and even if she wants to attack us, she can't find a loophole."

Yu Mu likes his confident appearance, full of charm and extremely cute.

Can't help but pinch the child's face, but Jiang Qinghe frowned and slapped it away: "Just say what you want, why are you pinching my face?"

"Look at your cuteness, your hands are itchy."

Jiang Qinghe lowered his face and said seriously: "Please don't describe your man as cute. This is the first time I have confessed, and it will only happen three. After three times, you will have to pay for your words and deeds."

Yu Mu was bluffed by him, and when he realized it, his face was full of smiles, he couldn't help it, and looked at Jiang Qinghe with loving eyes: "After the young master said that, I want to know what the price is even more. "

Then, he didn't want Jiang Qinghe's stinky face, rubbed his head with his hands, squeezed the boy's face, and even praised the young master for being so cute.

"...Very good." Jiang Qinghe lay down hugging the quilt. He didn't look that angry, but there were countless calculations and certainty in his eyes. He stared at the man in front of him, and said a cruel sentence: "Yu Mu, you wait." Then fell asleep and three nights later, Jiang Qinghe put the whole bound form into Yu Mu's hand.

These forms are actually calendars, but each page has only ten days, with the date on the top and a blank space below the date.

"Open it and see."

Yu Mu didn't know why, so he opened the booklet and looked through it, and then saw that in the September part of the calendar, on the day he said Jiang Qinghe was cute, there was a line written clearly in the blank below.

——Because Yu Mu said that Jiang Qingwei was cute three times, so today, six years later, Jiang Qingwei, who needs to be grown up, praises him for being cute, and at the same time does it three times in three positions.