Chapter 813 The Strange Su'er

Mu Jin narrowed her bright eyes, put down the horn comb in her hand, and pulled Su'er to him: "When I got to bed last night, you were playing with the wooden dolls. Did you forget?"

"Yes, I was playing, but I fell asleep while playing. Young Master, are you trying to trick me? Humph, Su'er is not that easy to deceive!" Su'er said. He pinched Mu Jin's face with his little hands and muttered: "Did you ask my mother to give you plastic surgery? You are so beautiful..."

Mu Jin looked at Su'er's eyebrows. She didn't look like she was lying.

"Su'er, did you really not tell me about your mother and Mr. Fuchen last night?" Mu Jin suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

"No, why should I tell you about my mother, Mr. Fuchen, or my master!" Su'er looked at Mu Jin's exquisite appearance, and became more and more confused. After a while, Mu Jin suddenly became very beautiful.

It doesn't look like my mother gave me plastic surgery. It should feel natural.

Could it be that it was too dark before and she didn't see clearly.

"Did your face get plastic surgery done by my mother? Looking at it like this, you still look a little bit like me!" Su'er stood on tiptoes and looked at herself and Mu Jin in the bronze mirror. , said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"I am your father, of course you look like me!" Mu Jin said extremely seriously, but her eyes were very complicated.

"Oh, yes, you are my father!" Su'er looked at Mu Jin's face and seemed to recognize Mu Jin: "My mother is still discerning, and the young master is still very good-looking, so I She’s also very beautiful!”

After Su'er finished speaking, she looked in the mirror and made a face, looking very confident.

"Su'er, are what you just said true? Have you really never told me about your mother and Mr. Fuchen?" Of course Mu Jin was happy to receive Su'er's approval, but she remembered Su'er last night Su'er looked completely confused at what he said, and Mu Jin felt his scalp numb.

Su'er shook her head, then opened her hands, grabbed Mu Jin's clothes, climbed on Mu Jin's body, and then rubbed Mu Jin's face with her two small hands: "Young Master, were you okay last night?" Are you dreaming? You’re not awake yet?”

"You told me last night that your mother and Mr. Fuchen had been together. You also said that I was not as good as Mr. Fuchen and wanted Mr. Fuchen to be your father. Isn't that what you said? Or did you say that? You dare not admit it, are you afraid that I will tell your mother and get scolded by your mother?" Mu Jin took Su Er's two little hands away, and her tone this time was much stricter than before.

Su'er seemed to have noticed Mu Jin's serious look, but she said very firmly: "What did Su'er tell you about my mother and Master Fuchen? Is it about mother and Master Fuchen's medical treatment? This What is there to say? I can’t count the number of people my mother has treated on my ten fingers, and Mr. Fuchen hates children very much. He frowns when he sees children. His expression is so scary. What’s wrong with Su’er? Maybe letting Young Master Fuchen be my father, and letting Han Yue and Nong Yue be Su'er's father would be a hundred times better than Young Master Fuchen being my father. If Young Master Fuchen really becomes Su'er's father one day, Then Su'er will definitely live with the young master!"

"But that's not what you told me last night!" The more Su Er said, the more Mu Jin's scalp became numb.

The Su'er last night was Su'er, he could be sure of this, but why didn't he remember what Su'er said? And deny it the next day?

Is she afraid that Wei Yuanwei will know about this and punish her?

But looking at her expression, it really doesn’t look like it!

Su'er is his daughter. Even though she is naughty, clever and good at acting, he can see through her at a glance even if she is good at acting.

"Su'er really didn't talk to you last night. After the young master took me back to the room last night, he gave me a wooden doll to play with. Then the young master went to do other things. After that, I felt sleepy while playing. I just fell asleep!" Su'er looked at Mu Jin with a confused face: "Did I sleepwalk last night?"

"Su'er, tell me the truth. Did you really not talk to me last night?" Mu Jin's tone was obviously serious, because a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in his head.

The Ning Zheyan that Wei Yuanwei saw was the real Ning Zheyan, but suddenly someone took control of Ning Zheyan's consciousness and said what he wanted to say through Ning Zheyan.

And could Su Er be the same?

There was someone who controlled Su'er's consciousness behind the scenes. Those words were not said by Su'er at all, but were spoken by the person who controlled Su'er's consciousness through Su'er's mouth?

"No, why would Su'er lie to you!" Su'er pouted her little mouth, seeming a little angry, and then touched Mu Jin's forehead with her hand: "Young Master, do you have a fever? This big Early in the morning, saying some unintelligible things!”

After saying that, Su'er rolled her eyes at Mu Jin with some disgust: "I'd better ask my mother to comb my hair. Your comb is not as good-looking as my mother's! Su'er must be beautiful these days, maybe she will. One day the master suddenly came!"

Mu Jin looked at Su'er's figure as small as a small glutinous rice. Although she was shaky when she just woke up, she still stepped out of the threshold very steadily and went to find her mother.

Mu Jin slowly turned around and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Her brows, as pale as distant mountains, were covered with a thick haze.

The hand that was placed lightly on the knee was clenched tightly.

"Master, there's a letter from Shang Li!" Han Yue hurried in from outside the door.

"Mother, mother, please comb Su'er's hair before going to bed. If the master comes suddenly today and sees Su'er like this, it will be bad!" Su'er lay beside the bed and whispered in Wei Yuanwei's ear. said.

Wei Yuanwei was drowsily asleep, and when Su'er opened her eyes, she saw little Su'er holding a comb in her hand with her big eyes open, looking at Wei Yuanwei expectantly.

Wei Yuanwei was looking around. She had already returned to the small courtyard. She didn't know when Mu Jin brought her back.

"Mother, mother, hurry up. After combing Su'er, she has to go practice martial arts. Then Su'er and brother Hanyue agreed to take Su'er out to play!" Little Su'er couldn't wait to hand over the comb. into Wei Yuanwei's hands, and then looked down at the little floral dress on her body: "Mom, when are you going to help Su'er make some clothes? These are the only ones you can wear!"

Wei Yuanwei got up from the bed feeling a little sleepy. This little Su'er usually didn't pay much attention to her appearance, but as soon as Cang Chu was mentioned, she started to look all kinds of stinky.

Wei Yuanwei was naturally aware of Xiao Su'er's little thoughts, but she just thought that Xiao Su'er was still young and just a kind of dependence on Cang Chu.