"Because she is a liar and likes to curse people, she clearly knows us, but she says she doesn't know us. Last time she called my mother so brave, she is a dog herself." Xiao Xuanxi said to Mu Yuanhong with a serious look on his face.

Mu Wushuang almost laughed. No one knows his son is better than his mother. Don’t look at his innocent face, he has a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"You nonsense! Daddy, don't listen to him. This little guy is so young that he can lie. I really don't know how his parents taught him!"

Yun Wan'er quickly defended.

"How we educate our children has nothing to do with Miss Yun, but who knows who is lying? I think you have seen us before. Elder Changdong of the Sect must be very clear."

Mu Wushuang said coldly, lifted his foot and left.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Mu Yuanhong and the others, so she deliberately put on a veil and didn't want him to recognize him.

According to Xiao Zhu Xiaoque's understanding, her grandfather Mu Guobang once said that her appearance is three-part similar to Yun Qiubai. Although she is more beautiful and has a cold and arrogant temperament, and Yun Qiubai's gentle appearance is a very different feeling, it is hard to guarantee that she will be recognized by Mu Yuanhong.

She doesn't want to know Mu Yuanhong, and she doesn't want to recognize her relatives.

They should go and pamper their adopted daughter!

Mu Yuanhong looked at Mu Wushuang's back and walked away step by step, and felt a little palpitation in his heart, which made him frown tightly.

After they went downstairs, Mu Yuanhong turned his head and asked Xiang Yunwaner in a deep voice: "What the hell is going on?"

The other party mentioned Elder Changdong, which was obviously not what Wan'er said to not know each other. He did not want his well-behaved daughter to lie to him.

Yun Wan'er knew that this matter could not be hidden. As long as her father asked Elder Changdong, she would know if she was lying.

Fortunately, she had already thought of a set of words in her mind just now.

She sniffed, her eyes showing a grievance, and said sadly: "Wan'er is not just to prevent her father from being sad!"

"How do you say this?" Mu Yuanhong felt aggrieved when he saw his daughter's face, and his tone softened.

Yun Wan'er squeezed out a few tears and said slowly:

"Wan'er was afraid that her father would think of his sadness, so she pretended not to know them. Because the woman wearing a hat just now was also called Wushuang. I don't want her father to think of the dead Wushuang sister when she knew about it. She felt uncomfortable, so she deliberately hid it. Dad, Wan'er didn't really want to lie!"

The stone hanging in Ma Wenhao's heart fell down. After hearing Yun Wan'er's words, if he hadn't been the person involved, he would have almost believed it. It seems that she was not stupid sometimes.

Sure enough, Mu Yuanhong was surprised at first, then moved.

"Silly kid, my dad is not a person who can't stand the stimulation. There are so many people with the same name and surname in this world. I can't everyone avoid your dad, right? If you have the intention, my dad will keep it in your heart. You don't have to use your good intentions like this next time."

As he said that, Mu Yuanhong wiped the tears from Yun Wan'er's cheeks with heartache.

Wushuang was gone, and he put all his love for his daughter on Wan'er, as if this would relieve his guilt towards Wushuang. He was not a good father. He originally wanted to make up for Wushuang's siblings in the future, but he didn't expect...

"Dad, don't be sad, Wan'er will always be with you and your mother."

Yun Wan'er said while Mu Yuanhong was moved.

Mu Yuanhong nodded with relief, and suddenly remembered the cute appearance of the little boy and the cold and cold voice of the girl. He asked, "What is the last girl just now?"

Yun Wan'er didn't expect that he could think of others. Her fists were clenched, but her voice was still very soft: "Dad, her name is Wushuang. Without her last name, her son is so big."

She wanted to remind him that Wushuang's son is so old, even if Mu Wushuang is alive, it is definitely not her, let alone she has been dead for so long, so don't think about it.

Mu Yuanhong was a little absent-minded. He nodded and then returned to the sect with them. He also had to study the eighth-level pill he got today.

But along the way, he was restless, and the little boy and the girl's voice always appeared in his mind.

Instead of going back to the city lord's mansion, Mu Wushuang and his group did not go back to the city lorry, but instead used Chinese meals in the best restaurant outside, and then walked around.

Fuliu County City is much larger than Jiangpan Capital City. Many things that you can’t see normally can be seen here, and sometimes you can also buy some treasures on street stalls.

It was not until the afternoon that their group returned to the city lord's mansion with a lot of harvest.

Xiao Xuanxi had been playing for a day and was already very tired. After Long Moshen's biological father came back, he was busy taking a bath and changing clothes for his son, then carrying him to the bed and letting him sleep for a while in the afternoon.

As soon as he got into bed, Xiao Xuanxi became drowsy, but he tried hard to open his eyes and asked his father: "Dad, do I know him in the morning that grandpa?"

Mu Wushuang, who was drinking tea, turned his head and asked him in confusion: "Why does Xixi feel this way?"

"Because he is very kind, I can't hate him." Xixi said truthfully.

"Just when I saw my father for the first time, I decided that he was Xixi's father. I didn't do this to others." He was afraid that his parents would not believe it, so he used his own father as an example.

Long Moshen demoted the stage: "You saw me first, and you were obviously backing back and ready to shout for help."

"That's because my father is wearing a mask and looks scary. Xixi thought he was a bad person. My mother said that when he meets a bad person, he would shout help. But as soon as my father took off his mask, Xixi was not afraid. After he was not afraid, he could feel that his father was very friendly and wanted to get close to him." Xixi said seriously, not wanting his father to think he was lying.

This was the first time Mu Wushuang heard Xixi describe the feeling of the father and son meeting for the first time. His heart moved slightly. Perhaps, this is the connection between blood.

It was like when she first saw Mu Yuanhong, she felt close.

When Long Mo Shen remembered that when he first saw his son, he didn't dare to think about that. He couldn't even realize his extravagant hope of seeing Shuang'er. How could he have thought that Shuang'er gave birth to a son for him?

No matter how kind or like it, I dare only attribute it to fate and not to blood and family affection.

Seeing that his father and mother stopped talking, Xiao Xuanxi pursed his lips and asked his parents:

"That grandpa, is he Xixi's relative?"

The son is much smarter and sharper than she imagined, and Mu Wushuang is very pleased and proud.

In fact, she never thought that he would deceive his son, and it was even more impossible for her to lie to her son that the person had nothing to do with him. Even if she didn't like Mu Yuanhong, she should still tell her son who Mu Yuanhong was.
Chapter completed!