C9 A Ray of Sunshine

In front of him, with his upper body leaning against the car, with one leg on the ground, was a young, energetic big boy.

His skin color was very healthy, and his luster was extremely good. He wore a white t-shirt short-sleeved shirt. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans. His facial features were delicate and handsome, and there was a hint of gentleness in his handsomeness! The aura he exuded was very complicated. With a trace of sunlight and a trace of gentleness. A trace of sincerity, a man as warm as the sun! Especially his deep eyes. It was as if he could see through people, and it caused others to unconsciously sink into the amber colored deep pool.

"No need, no need. . . " Muh Nuannuan was so shy that she waved her hand repeatedly and shook her head. Without waiting for the other party to reply, she ran forward barefooted.

To let such a handsome boy see her in such a predicament, Muh Nuannuan felt that she might as well let herself die.

"Miss, wait. . . "

Muh Nuannuan did not stop her footsteps, nor did she turn her head.

"Miss, your shoes, shoes!"

It was only now that Muh Nuannuan noticed that her delicate and beautiful feet were stepping on the rough bluestone floor. It really hurt.

She had no choice but to stand down.

The boy carried the pair of shoes that caused trouble and walked over.

He looked at Muh Nuannuan's feet, then looked at the shoes and sighed. He sighed, "Miss, the heels are broken. "

Muh Nuannuan took the shoes and lowered her head. She almost dropped her head to her feet. She said like a mosquito, "Thank you. . . Bye. "

The young man handed over the shoes but did not prepare to say goodbye to Muh Nuannuan. Instead, he looked at Muh Nuannuan. His lips moved like a girl and asked with great difficulty.

"Miss, what is wrong with you? Do you need my help?"

A beautiful girl, with her hair hanging loosely and wearing a strange blanket, was running around the streets. It was either something wrong with her mind or something difficult had happened to her.

Someone with a heart of justice, he felt that it was not right to not ask about it.

Besides, she was such a lovely and beautiful girl.

People said that beautiful girls were men's most lethal weapons.

This could not be generalized, but it definitely made some sense.

Whether it was old men or young boys, what they liked was definitely young and beautiful girls, not wrinkled old aunties, old aunties!

"No. No, thank you. . . "

After saying that, Muh Nuannuan turned around and was about to run again.

Embarrassment and embarrassment welled up in her heart. There was also a deep hatred for Murong Yunze! If it wasn't for him, why would he have such an embarrassing situation?

"Where are you going? Let me send you off?" The big boy reached out his hand to stop him, "Your heels are broken. You're not used to walking barefoot, are you?"

Indeed, walking barefooted seemed to be walking on sand and stones with every step. It was extremely painful.

But. . .

Facing the boy's sincere and caring gaze, Muh Nuannuan did not know if she could trust him.

"Don't worry, I am not a bad person. " The boy took out something from the pocket of his shirt and handed it to Muh Nuannuan. "Look, this is my identification card. "

Muh Nuannuan was embarrassed to take it and only gave it a quick glance.

She saw clearly that the boy's name was Ren Yitong. He was born in eight or nine years and counted as the same year as that bastard Murong Yunze.

En.

Muh Nuannuan really wanted to leave. More and more people were watching. They were pointing and whispering, as if there were millions of hands coming to spread a blanket covering their shame.

Sitting in the backseat of the bicycle, Ren Yitong's long legs kicked and he rushed out of the encirclement of all kinds of eyes.

Along the way, the two of them were silent.

Seeing that they had rode for a long distance, Ren Yitong seemed to be unable to hold it in anymore. After a long while, he asked, "Miss, why did you make yourself so miserable? Did something happen?"

How could he say this?

Muh Nuannuan bit her lips and replied in a concise manner, "I met a robber. "

Robber? In broad daylight, in broad daylight. There was such a person who didn't care about his own life?

Ren Yitong turned his head while riding. Miss, do you want to call the police?

How could he call the police? He wanted to tell the police that his husband wanted to force a relationship with him in the car? Although there was a law now that forced a relationship with his wife, which went against his wife's wishes, would become an internal rape.

The problem was that Muh Nuannuan was thin-skinned and she could not give up face.

"No need. "

"Really not need?"

"No, no, no! How many times do you want me to say it before I understand?" Muh Nuannuan anxiously shouted in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, okay. If you don't need it, then you don't need it. " Ren Yitong was busy and easy-going.

After that, the two of them remained silent.

Just like that, Ren Yitong sent Muh Nuannuan to the place she wanted to go.

When Muh Nuannuan finished changing her clothes and came out, the big boy who also left his name for doing good things had already left.

"Warm, warm, what is wrong with you? Why did it become like that? Who is that boy? Why is he with you? In the early morning, you are naked and wearing a blanket. If Yunze saw it, he wouldn't be angry. You. . . You are really stubborn. Why do you always treat my words as irrelevant? Thinking of a family like ours. . . To be able to marry into such a wealthy family, you should be content with it. Don't cause trouble for me. "

Muh's mother was busy in the kitchen when she saw her little daughter rushing into the house in such a manner. There was a boy following behind her. She could not help but burn with fire. When Muh Nuannuan came out of the room, she rushed up and shouted.

Muh Nuannuan turned around and looked at her mother. A wave of resentment rose and fell in her heart like waves. She forcefully swallowed her saliva and habitually bit her red and swollen lips and said in a low voice, "Mom, I have something to ask you. "

What words? What important words are worth you running back home like a crazy woman?

Muh Nuannuan looked at her mother's deep frown and an unhappy expression on her face. Her heart ached as if she had poured a large bottle of Zhenjiang Old Chen vinegar into it.

In Muh Nuannuan's eyes, her mother's appearance had always been a dignified and strict model. She had a medium build and was neither fat nor thin. The clothes on her body were always heavy and cold. It was either black ash or black blue. In private, Muh Nuannuan had heard her father laugh that her mother lived in an era of cultural revolution.

Her mother had a beautiful green face. Unfortunately, this face was always tense. It was rare to see a relaxed and happy face. Muh Nuannuan had thought more than once about how good it would be if her mother could smile more. Her mother's eyes were double eyelids, deeply wrinkled double eyelids, and when she smiled, it was like a crescent moon sprout.

Warmth, kindness, and good looking.

But her mother was too stingy.

"Mom, why don't you ask me why I'm naked and why I'm running around in a blanket? Mom, don't you care at all? "

His words were stuck in his throat, but these words rushed out first.

Muh's mother's name was Han Yueqiao, the same name as the famous movie star in the 1980s.

Han Yueqiao did not make a sound and turned around to leave.

After a while, a porcelain plate appeared in her hand, "You did not eat breakfast, right? Eat some chestnuts and steamed cakes. "

At this moment, no matter what her mother did, Muh Nuannuan could not be moved. In the past, whenever her mother's subtle actions were for her own sake, Muh Nuannuan would be moved to the point of wanting to hug her mother.

Muh Nuannuan felt that the warmth and care she received was too little, too little.

"I am not hungry. " Muh Nuannuan did not take it but stared straight at her mother's pale lips. "Mother, are you really my biological mother?"

With a heavy thud, the plate of pastries was thrown onto the table. . .