Mu Yan transmigrated into a novel, becoming the ill-fated counterpart to the lucky female protagonist. From birth, her fate was sealed as cannon fodder, destined to be smothered to death. Worse, he...
XM=The servant doesn't understand why the Third Young Master is like this.
This dress is obviously newly made.
How can you wear it once and then throw it away?
But just do as the master says.
The servant hurried to boil water for the third young master to bathe and change clothes.
Only after Mu Ziwei took a bath did he feel refreshed.
During dinner, Mu Ziwei walked behind his mother and looked at Mu Yan in her arms.
"Yan'er, look what your brother bought for you."
As he spoke, Mu Ziwei took out a golden longevity lock.
"Look, it was my third brother who went to the gold shop to make it."
Mu Yan originally didn't want to pay attention to Mu Ziwei.
But when I saw the golden lock.
Her eyes lit up!
[Ahhh! It’s gold! My favorite! ]
[Ah, my third brother, you are really my brother! ]
Mu Yan clapped her hands and then reached out to Mu Ziwei.
[Third brother, Yan'er gives you a hug! ]
After hearing his sister's voice, Mu Ziwei immediately came over and said, "Sister, do you want a hug to thank your third brother? Haha, come on, third brother, hug my good sister!"
Wuuuu, if it weren’t for his sister, he would have been poisoned!
So I decided to buy a piece of gold to thank my sister!
By the way, calm down!
Mu Yan felt the heavy weight of the golden lock, and when Mu Ziwei hugged her, she smacked his face.
General Mu:!!!
Yan'er has never kissed her daddy on her own initiative!
Jealousy flying!
Didn’t dad send me gold?
General's wife: My mother also gave me gold, so why didn't I kiss her? It must be because Yan'er was too young to know how to kiss when she was just born.
The other brothers of the Mu family: Oh my god! What's going on? Is there such a good thing? Giving a golden lock will get a kiss from my sister?
Mu Ziwei:!!!!!!
Ahhh! My sister kissed me!
Mu Ziwei was about to kiss Mu Yan, but was slapped in the face.
It was General Mu who said with a dark face, "Your sister is still young, adults have bacteria in their mouths and can't kiss her face!"
Mu Ziwei looked at his black-faced father and frowned, "Dad, are you jealous that my sister kissed me? My sister kissed me, so I want to kiss her back, it's a courtesy."
Mu Ziwei lowered his eyes, looking at his sister who couldn't kiss him, but he could say, "Sister Yan'er, do you like Third Brother the most?"
Mu Yan giggled.
The voice of the heart rings:
[Of course! If you give me more gold, I will love you even more! ]
The whole family: What? Giving gold can win Yan'er's love?
that's all?
General Mu, who was standing by, immediately hugged Yan'er and said sourly, "Yan'er hasn't even kissed daddy yet."
The general's wife was also very jealous, "Yan'er has never kissed her mother."
The other brothers were also very jealous: "We don't have it either!"
Hearing that no one had ever been kissed, Mu Ziwei felt that he was special. He suddenly put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "What does this prove? It proves that I am very charming and that I rank first in my sister's heart!"
Mu Yan: ...
Could it be that this silly brother has been bewitched?
It's not a holiday. How could she not act nice when she received some gold on her free day?
She was hoping he would send more next time.
But at this time, everyone had their own plans.
The Mu brothers said: We will exchange all the valuables in the garden for gold and send it to our sister.
General’s wife: Why not give all the gold that your five sons use to marry wives to Yan’er?
General Mu: I am worried. Only gold can please my daughter. Do you want me to be a corrupt official? No, no, no... I will confiscate the gold of my five sons!
"Oh, Third Brother, I heard the servants in the mansion say that you were flirting with a girl at the door. What's going on? You got someone pregnant, and she came to your house to ask for an explanation?"
Mu Ziwei's lips twitched fiercely, and he hurriedly explained, "Mom, don't talk nonsense! It's not true!"