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Mu Zi walked into the iron gate, as if they couldn't see her, those bodyguards didn't even give her a superfluous look, they still kept their posture upright, and their eyes looked ahead.

She couldn't help but suspect that these people were soldiers in civilian clothes and disguise, because they had an awe-inspiring aura and no ruffianism.

Walking further inside, I found that there was a bodyguard standing every ten meters, and the house was heavily guarded, and even the servants who were doing things were affected by this tense atmosphere, and they held their breath one by one, not daring to speak loudly.

At the door of the small western-style building, there are also two bodyguards.

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 filled with packed cardboard boxes, Bai Wei was entertaining guests in the dining room, with two cups of flower tea on the table, and the house was full of the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Murong Cheng saw her coming back and beckoned to her, and Mu Zi obediently walked to him and stood up.

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

Mu Zi was slightly startled, opened her mouth, couldn't shout the word "grandpa" in the end, and greeted: "Hello old man." ”

looked at Chen Cailing again, "Aunt Chen is good." ”

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 break it.

Mr. Situ has a warm smile on his face, he must have lived to this age, seen all kinds of storms, and can do everything without being surprised under any circumstances.

"What's your name and how old is you?" The old gentleman asked Mu Zi with a smile.

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

The old gentleman asked again, "Which zi is it?" ”

Mu Zi said: "Purple qi comes from the east." ”

Mr. Situ smiled and bowed his head and said: "Purple Qi comes from the east, it is a good name, and it is recorded in Yi Lin's upper scriptures: Beichen Purple Palace, well-dressed, well-dressed, Han and Jiande, often blessed by heaven." Since ancient times, purple has been the air of the emperor and was revered by the ancient royal family. ”

Mu Zi was a little embarrassed by his praise.

She felt that when Mrs. Mu first chose the name, she must not have thought so much, and it could be seen from the names of other people in the Mu family, but all men are two-word names, and girls are single-word names.

"Back then, your mother and father were a talented and beautiful couple, and they were a very good couple, but then they broke up for some reason, young people, I don't understand this old guy, when your mother left, we didn't know that she already had a child in her belly......" Mr. Situ sighed lowly, and continued, "I don't say this to shirk responsibility, but I feel sorry, if your father was more calm back then, and we were more careful, maybe it wouldn't have caused today's situation." ”

Mu Zi didn't say a word and listened silently.

Mr. Situ said: "The Situ family has always done the right thing, but in this matter, I owe it to your mother and to you, if you have a grudge in your heart, we can completely understand it......"

"There's nothing to complain about." Mu Zi said in a low voice, "I haven't seen my father or mother since I was a child, and I have no feelings for them, let alone resentment. ”

Without love, where is hate?

Mr. Situ sighed heavily.

Some people are tormented by guilt because of the past, and they are tortured for a year, two years...... After ten years, the backlog became a heart disease, but in the end, I found that the other party didn't take that incident to heart at all, nor did he take himself to heart, so this guilt was like falling into a bottomless abyss, never ending there, and becoming a lifelong regret.

"Your dad is sick, and now you are the only one who can save him." Old Mr. Situ looked at Mu Zi, "Zizi, would you like to go back to Jingling with us?" ”

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