Watching the two people leave, Murong Jin felt that her father had finally found happiness in marriage in this life.
Her mother passed away early in her previous life, leaving her and her father to depend on each other for survival.
In this life, she only suffered to fulfill their love...
"sister!"
"I told you you're my sister."
Murong Jin looked at the little girl who reached her shoulder and said, "I remember you're taking the college entrance exam next year."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Do you need me to supervise your studies?
Huo Yun'er was about to nod when she suddenly realized, "Huh?"
"Although I never took the college entrance exam, I've seen those questions before, and they were all quite simple."
Huo Yun'er shook her head frantically, "No need, no need, I can manage on my own."
Murong Jin: "Oh, I see. That works too."
"Sis, when are you planning to go home?"
"Let's see how things go first. I still have patients to take care of."
"Oh, that's fine, but given your uncle's personality, you'll probably have to go back for the family reunion banquet soon."
Murong Jin: "That's fine too, we can participate then."
Huo Yun'er: "Can I come to see you in the future?"
"Sure, you're welcome anytime."
"Yay!"
She has an older sister now!
...
When Murong Jin returned, she saw that Di Junlan and Huo Siqi were getting along peacefully.
"Oh, right, junior sister." Murong Jin blinked frantically, pretending not to see.
"No, you're just ignoring me like this?"
"You haven't gone back yet?"
Hoschi: "I don't want to go back."
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "I was referring to the hospital."
Hossey: "...I'm currently working on the handover, there's no rush."
After living in the apartment for half a month, Di Junlan and Murong Jin moved out.
They went to where Di Junlan lived; their room was right across from each other's.
The building has two floors. Downstairs there is a study, living room, kitchen, dining room, and a guest room. Upstairs there is a bedroom and an art studio.
One day, the two were walking down the street, wearing thick clothes. Winter had arrived, and it was mid-December.
Carrying the ingredients for tonight, Murong Jin walked ahead, and Di Junlan suddenly felt a chill on his nose.
Looking up at the sky, I saw snowflakes drifting and falling in all directions.
"Sister, it's snowing."
As the first snow of the year fell, Di Junlan stretched out his hand and watched the hexagonal snowflakes melt.
In an instant, a light drizzle began, and the tops of both of their heads turned white.
"It looks like gray hair."
Murong Jin: "You can play, but not for too long."
"good."
Watching the boy running ahead, especially the way he spun around, Murong Jin suppressed a smile from behind.
Snowflakes come in many different shapes.
Murong Jin hummed in agreement. When she returned home with the person, she noticed the snow on the other person's head and collar.
"Go wash up and remember to change your clothes."
Okay~~
Di Junlan is posting on his WeChat Moments more and more frequently, mostly sharing new things.
"See? Your son has become so much more lively."
Di Huaijin glanced at the photo and said, "Loving someone is like growing a flower. It seems this kid has been well taken care of."
"This girl is the long-lost eldest daughter of the Murong family."
“I already know. That old bastard Murong Zhi said that if our son likes his daughter, he has to marry into the family.”
Emperor Huaijin: "I don't care about this, as long as the child is happy."
“I also think so. Our family doesn’t have a throne to inherit, so it doesn’t matter whether we marry into the family or not.”
"Furthermore, the future businesses will all go to their children."
He was an only son, while Murong Zhi was an only daughter…
"Actually, I don't ask for anything more for my child. It would be a great blessing if Junlan could survive safely."
Di Huaijin held the person in his arms and said, "Mmm."
...
Murong Zhi looked at the door, and his assistant pressed the doorbell. A young man opened the door.
Murong Zhi looked at the young man and thought, "Well, my daughter has fallen for this man in both her lives."
That bastard Di Junlan!
Hello, Uncle.
Where is my daughter?
Di Junlan stepped aside, "My sister is in the study."
After everyone went inside, he immediately went to pour tea.
"Uncle, have some tea."
"While that girl's not around, I have a question for you."
"Uncle, please speak."
"You like her?"
"Um."
When did it start?
"Twelve years old."
Murong paused, his teacup still in his hand. "Hmm?"
After Emperor Junlan told Murong Zhi about his first encounter with Murong Jin, he...
Murong Zhi's expression changed. Wasn't that address the assassin group's?
You mean she was standing in front of someone?
"Yes." "Was that person holding a thick cigarette, pot-bellied, and looking rather sleazy when he stood up?"
Di Junlan's eyes widened in surprise, then he nodded, "Mm."
Murong Zhi: "..." Well, so his daughter was trained by an assassin group.
But now they've escaped their clutches; that man is dead...
It's not hard to guess; it must have been the girl's doing.
"You're still young. Can you guarantee you'll be good to her for the rest of your life?"
Di Junlan stood there and said, "Yes."
His unwavering gaze made Murong Zhi feel as if he were seeing Emperor Junlan from his past life.
Well then, the bond from the past life has been continued in this one.
I don't know if this is a good match or a tragic love story...
"Your twentieth birthday was also the day we reunited with our daughter; both were at the same hotel."
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