"Miss Gong?"

She savored this title carefully in her heart.

Who else deserves it besides her?

But now, Lin Mengwu has become "Miss Gong".

She secretly sneered in her heart. After all, she couldn't hold back the fox tail anymore.

"It turns out to be Miss Gong."

Her voice was a little hoarse and the original timbre could not be heard.

The arrogant look of the other master and servant was particularly ridiculous in her eyes.

"That's right! From the looks of it, you are from other places, right? Keep your eyes open from now on and don't offend people you can't afford!" ??

"That's natural, but Miss Gong is so rich, so why should she be squeezed into such a small place with us? I don't feel aggrieved."

She smiled and said gently.

This gold shop is not big, but it has some special skills in craftsmanship.

In the past, when she was at home, her brothers had custom-made jewelry from craftsmen.

In Weiguo, women with truly noble status are all served by dedicated people, and they are all highly skilled and well-known.

Her knife pierced Lin Mengwu's heart.

Lin Mengwu squinted her eyes, a hint of displeasure creeping onto her face.

"Why are you talking!"

"That's enough! Fleur, let's go!"

The maid continued to scold them, but was interrupted by Lin Mengwu for no reason.

"Yes, miss."

The maid who was arrogant in front of her just now was standing behind Lin Mengwu very obediently.

It seems that Lin Mengwu is still managing his subordinates well.

After looking at her with eyes like poisonous snakes, Lin Mengwu took her people and left in a mighty manner.

"Sister Ya"

Axiu called her lowly, with a bit of worry in her tone.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

She had known about Lin Mengwu for a long time, and after communicating with her elder brother, the misunderstanding had been eliminated long ago.

Why is that person here and becoming "Ms. Gong" again? I'm afraid there is something strange in it.

"Boss, please wrap these two gold locks for me."

The boss immediately helped her wrap it warmly, and when he handed it to her, he looked around and then lowered his voice and said.

"Young lady, you should be careful. Don't look at that person now as he is not the serious master of the Gong family, maybe he will be in the future. But the Gong family has always been kind-hearted, how could there be such a descendant?"

Her thoughts changed and it seemed that Lin Mengwu was also a "celebrity" in Feiye City.

"Thank you boss, I will be careful."

Returning to the inn where she stayed, Bai Su soon returned to her with the news she had learned.

"Miss, I've asked everything clearly. A month ago, the An family suddenly brought Lin Mengwu to the Gong family and said she was yours.

She is also the wife's daughter. But for some reason, the Gong family's attitude is ambiguous. They neither explicitly rejected nor recognized her. They even just let her live in a house in the city, but also sent many people.

Go and serve."

Bai Su's words immediately confused Lin Mengya.

The eldest brother should know that Lin Mengwu and she have the same father and mother, and there is no bloodline from the Gong family at all.

It seemed that she had to ask her eldest brother herself about many things.

But, in what capacity will she enter the Gong family's old residence now?

Now that Lin Mengwu's incident happened, she must be more cautious.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the house, it was difficult to get in. This was something she had not expected.

It had just fallen into the night, but she was tossing and turning.

When she closed her eyes, it was Ning'er and Mo Yan, their thoughts for their two babies scratching her heart like a cat.

She didn't feel it outside before, but now that it was getting closer, she thought about it more closely.

Unable to bear it anymore, she quietly got up and as soon as she went out, she met Qinghu who was guarding her door.

The man seemed to have expected that she would be like this, and Lin Mengya smiled apologetically.

"Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."

He always understands her and what she wants to do most.

Time and time again, I accompany her to be willful and indulge in her absurdity.

The two people left the inn and soon arrived at the Gong family's old residence.

Leaning in the shadow, looking at the two lanterns at the gate of the Gong family, she forcefully forced tears out of her eyes.

"I'm not a good mother."

She squatted on the ground and looked at the door with tears in her eyes.

She always felt a little sorry for Ning'er and Mo Yan.

"Don't say that."

Qinghu felt very sad.

Not everyone in this world will put sadness on their face.

From the moment he met her, he saw with his own eyes that she shouldered all of this step by step.

Can she not be tired? Can she not be miserable?

But what can she do?

From the moment she came to this world, she has been forced to join the war.

She carries many lives on her back, so she cannot be tired or complain.

Only those two little people became the softest part of her heart.

"Tell me, are Ning'er and Mo Yan sleeping now?"

There was a hint of tears in her voice.

Qinghu didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only squat down and hold her in his arms.

Lin Mengya said to herself, just watch it for a while, just for a while.

Little did she know that the God of fate would favor her again.

With a "creak" sound, the door was opened.

She looked over subconsciously, and her whole body trembled with just one glance.

I saw a short, thick and fat leg stepping out from the high threshold.

A little baby in red clothes stepped out with difficulty.

"Brother Mo Yan, come quickly!"

The sweet little milky voice that was unique to a child gripped her heart tightly.

"Here we come, run slowly."

There is another slightly older child wearing green clothes.

It was obviously only a little bigger than the baby before, but he taught his younger brother a lesson in a decent manner.

"Brother, you can't run so fast. My fourth uncle said that if you fall down once, your aunt will feel bad for you."

The little doll, which looked like a snow dumpling, lowered its head and clasped its fingers, looking a little depressed.

"Ning'er knows she was wrong and shouldn't make mother feel bad."

"Okay, then let's sit here and wait for aunt."

Mo Yan patted Ning'er's little head, and the two little guys just sat on the threshold, stretching their necks one to the left and the other to look hard.

"Brother Mo Yan, will my mother come back today?"

"I don't know, but uncle and the others said that aunt will come back one day."

The little brother still knew how to comfort his younger brother, but the expectation and loneliness in his tone deeply penetrated Lin Mengya's heart.

Her little man! Once far away in the horizon, now he is so close before his eyes.
To be continued...