Mu Zi didn't know how to say a thousand words, but Bai Wei comforted her: "Little girl, don't worry, you will find your mother, maybe I look a little like her, but I really am not your mother." Book Network"

Bai Wei regarded Mu Zi as a poor person who was so delirious that she missed her mother, and even took out her marriage certificate with Mu Zichuan to prove that Mu Zi had indeed recognized the wrong person.

The age of Bai Wei in the marriage certificate, her actual age is ten years younger.

No one will suspect it, after all, Bai Wei is well-maintained and looks young and beautiful, but no one will believe her if she is forty-five years old.

Mu Zi looked at the composite photo that had obviously been photographed in the red book, and she felt that her expression at the moment should be Mu Ran.

Mu Zichuan is too shameless.

It's so shameless.

It's so shameless......

Bai Wei said: "Little girl, do you have a photo of your mother in your mobile phone?" Can you show me? Actually, I hit my head some time ago, and my husband said that I forgot a lot of things, and you will mistake me, indicating that I look very similar to your mother, maybe she is me...... of a relative? ”

Mu Zi saw the apprehension in her eyes.

…… Actually, Bai Wei is also scared, right?

Mu Zi's smile condensed at the corner of her mouth, "I'll go back and find out." ”

She can't say it, she can't say that your husband is a bad old man, you have been widowed for him for twenty-five years, your current husband is a fake, he is actually your titular stepson......

Mu Zi really couldn't speak.

She turned around and was about to leave, but Bai Wei stopped her, took two oranges from the table and stuffed them into Mu Zi's hands.

"Take it back and eat it." Bai Wei said with a smile.

Gentle and loving as always.

Mu Zi felt that her eyes were a little astringent.

When Bai Wei sent her to the 'door', she seemed to be a little uncomfortable, covering her mouth and twisting her eyebrows slightly.

Mu Zi was slightly startled and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Bai Wei's expression was still uncomfortable, and she shook her head slightly: "It's okay...... There may be some seasickness, and the stomach is upset for the past two days. ”

Mu Zi looked at her for a while, and returned to his room with an ugly face, not daring to think deeply.

After sitting alone in the room for a while, Murong Cheng also returned.

His shirt was a little wrinkled, and Mu Zi asked in surprise, "Did you fight?" ”

"Hmm." Murong Cheng nodded lazily, took off his crumpled shirt, and 'exposed' his 'fine' strong arms, "There's nothing to talk about, so I fought directly." ”

He raised his eyes to look at Mu Zi, and said, "Don't worry, we played in the bathroom, no one saw it, at most we heard the sound." ”

Mu Zi: "......"

At the end, he sighed, and didn't know what to say.

"Have you talked to your mother?" Murong asked.

"Hmm." Mu Zi sighed again, "She hurt her head, she did have amnesia, and asked me for a photo, but I didn't give her ......"

Mu Zi looked up at Murong Cheng: "I'm ...... I'm really worried that she won't be able to take it. ”

Murong Cheng took her in his arms and gently stroked her hair, "It's better to tell her the truth now than it is much better for her to recover her memory in the future and find out that everyone around her is lying to her." ”

Mu Zi listened silently.

Then thinking about what Murong Cheng had done before, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch his waist, "Why didn't you have this consciousness back then?" ”

Didn't he expect to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul back then, and take advantage of her amnesia to 'mess around'?

But Murong Chengquan forgot, and in the face of Mu Zi's complaints, he just smiled.

Mu Zi's heart became more and more uncomfortable, and she hugged his waist tightly.

Thankfully, he still remembered her.

That's enough, it's all important.

……

When night falls, a dance party starts on the second floor of the yacht, and the lights are brilliant.

Mu Zi was not very comfortable and lay down early.

She doesn't like the environment of the yacht, which always reminds her of the night she died, and it was filled with wine, music, and laughter.

She closed her eyes next to Murong Cheng and thought: Tomorrow, tomorrow...... Showdown with Bai Wei.

No matter how hard it is to speak, you have to say it all.