"Liu Jianye?" Yan Bai heard Mu Fan's inquiry, and there were some doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Mu Fan suddenly asked this.

"So where did you go to the south of the city a few days ago, and then you met an uncle." Mu Fan's face was pale, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking, and after listening to Yan Bai's answer, he continued to ask, but the afterglow from the corner of his eye always fell on the rearview mirror.

"Yes, at that time, the teacher assigned a manual homework, and the materials needed were also relatively special, where was it sold in the south of the city, and after I got there, I was not familiar with the road, or the uncle helped me call my brother to pick me up, Mu Junshao, what's wrong? Is something wrong? Yan Bai still answered honestly, and he didn't hide it at all.

"Nope." Mu Fan shook his head, then parked the car at the door of the Yan family, turned back to Yan Bai and said.

"Your home is here, get out of the car."

"Thank you." Yan Bai's body moved, and when he was about to get out of the car with his schoolbag, he suddenly remembered something, and took out something from his hand with a smile, which was a small clay sculpture, and only made a rough prototype, which was obviously pinched by Yan Bai when he was sitting in the car just now.

The clay figurines are somewhat similar to Mu Fan.

"Oh, for you, thank you for sending me home~"

Without waiting for Mu Fan to refuse, Yan Bai directly put the things in Mu Fan's palm, and walked towards Yan's house with his schoolbag.

Mu Fan was slightly distracted because of the white smile just now, but he didn't expect that just after reacting, there was something more in his palm, a small clay sculpture of defective products.

"Brother!" At this time, Mu Xiaomeng, who was on the side, finally spoke, she was a little angry, Mu Fan was talking to a Yan Bai all the way, and now this Yan Bai also gave her brother such an ugly clay sculpture.

"Huh? Xiaomeng, what's wrong? Mu Fan looked at the clay sculpture in his hand, and did not throw it away, but put it in front of the car window, and then turned his head to look at Mu Xiaomeng.

"Brother, you've been talking to her all the way, and I don't think she's a good person...... It's the same as those wealthy ladies. Mu Xiaomeng muttered to Mu Fan in a low voice.

"Xiaomeng, do you know that many things can only be judged based on appearances, the inside of wealthy families is very deep, not many people are as simple as appearances, you will only be deceived and easily offend others." Mu Fan frowned, and patiently preached to Mu Xiaomeng.

"But my previous life was not so complicated, everyone was clear and real, isn't this bad, everyone is simply happy." Mu Xiaomeng pursed her lips tightly, she didn't understand why these people had so many thoughts, her life was very simple before.

"That's you before, Xiaomeng, now your surname is Mu, this is a symbol, but also a responsibility, what you represent is the Mu family, you can't be like before, there is always a time when my brother is not by your side, you have to understand yourself." Mu Fan's brows furrowed even tighter.

"I don't understand, I don't want to." Mu Xiaomeng leaned directly on the car window, looking aggrieved.

Seeing this, Mu Fan didn't say anything, he didn't belong to people who like to talk a lot, but because this was his own sister, he said so much, shaking his head, Mu Fan glanced at the clay sculpture on the car window, thinking of Yan Baifang just smiling playfully and stuffing the clay sculpture in his hand, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.