Chapter 29

When Wushuang heard her saying that she wanted to sleep here, her heart warmed, but she felt it was unnecessary, so she said, "I'm fine, you don't have to stay with me here, there are so many doctors and nurses here, if you don't go back, Aunt Su should be worried gone."

"It's okay. I told her not to go back. You see, this place looks like a ward. If I wasn't afraid of pressing you down, I would have slept in the same bed with you. I especially miss the days when we slept in the same bed and chatted."

Wushuang smiled knowingly and followed her.

It turned out that Su Ran was right to stay. The whole night, Wushuang's sprain was hot and painful, and she couldn't sleep at all. The two just kept chatting like this.

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When Mu Jinchen returned to the old house, Mu Zhilan was still waiting for him in the living room, with his back straight and upright like a primary school student, but he couldn't help dozing off bit by bit.

His older sister is the most dignified woman he has ever seen. She lives a delicate life and always tidies herself up very carefully. Even at home, she always wears exquisite makeup, wears a cheongsam and high heels, and always looks noble and elegant. Showing others, the speed of speech is always very slow, very soft, and she never loses her temper with others, even if she is kind to the servants, she is probably the most beautiful lady he has ever seen.

Xu is influenced by his sister, he is more likely to have a good impression of a more graceful woman.

The elegant living room was only lit with a dim yellow ring light, and it was very quiet. The servants should have gone to rest, only Aunt Rong was standing beside her, looking up at the old-fashioned clock on the wall from time to time.

What kind of master there is, there is what kind of servant, and Aunt Rong is also a dignified and well-mannered person.

Seeing him coming back, Fu Yi blessed himself and said softly, "The young master is back."

Mu Jinchen nodded.

Mu Zhilan woke up from the dream, and called softly, "Chen'er is back?" The voice was still a little confused, even the direction of the door was wrong.

Mu Jinchen frowned, walked up to her and sat down, "Didn't I tell you not to wait for me? Go to bed early when you're tired. What if I don't come back in the middle of the night? What time are you going to wait for?"

There was no blame in her tone, only a touch of heartache. Although she was of the same generation, she brought him up with one hand. The elder sister was like a mother. She had always worried about him since she was a child, and she would not listen to him.

"Not tired, not tired, let my sister see you." She reached out and touched the floor lamp next to her, and the surroundings suddenly lit up.

Mu Zhilan reached out to caress the center of his eyebrows, "I'm getting thinner, don't frown like a little old man. Are you hungry? Would you like some supper?"

Mu Jinchen sighed softly, took her hand and put it in the palm of his hand, and patted the back of her hand lightly, "Sister, I'm not hungry, you go to rest first, Aunt Rong is tired from standing."

Mu Zhilan turned her head and looked at Aunt Rong, with a slightly scolding tone, "Xiao Rong, they say you don't have to stand when there are no guests, but you just don't listen, your waist is still not healed."

"Miss, the rules can't be broken. Alright, the young master is back, let's go up and rest." Aunt Rong was about to come over to help Mu Zhilan as she spoke.

Mu Zhilan missed Mu Jinchen very much, and she was not so tired just now, so she would say nothing and was unwilling to go to sleep, "I want to talk to Chen'er, you are tired, go and rest first."

"This..." Aunt Rong looked at Mu Jinchen in embarrassment. The young master is really the lifeblood of the young lady, more important than anything else.

"Sister, I'm tired, let's talk tomorrow, okay?"