I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Yes, it's that simple. Did you remember that person's face? You'll wear this outfit to present him with flowers later."

Wen Xintong carefully recalled the details in the photo, "I remember, his name is... Murong Haiyi, right?"

"Yes, after you present the flowers, just pretend to be shy and run to the small passageway on the south side. Then take the elevator directly to the top floor presidential suite 001. You can stay there for the night."

"Why? I need to go home and tidy up my things."

"Stop joking. Staying here for one night is not a bad deal for you. This is the presidential suite! I don't even dare to touch the doorknob. It's much better than your staff dormitory. You've hit the jackpot!"

The female manager patted Wen Xintong on the back, her eyes filled with envy.

Wen Xintong said gratefully, "Sister Ye Lan, thank you so much for being so kind to me..."

"No, you've only known me for two days. You don't even know what kind of person I am. Don't jump to conclusions."

The female manager stopped abruptly, her expression revealing a complex mix of emotions that Wen Xintong couldn't see...

Chapter Forty-Six: Rebirth

Xia Ziyun was holding Si Mo and interacting with a group of noblewomen.

Of course, it was at the dessert table.

These people all came because they heard that Si Mo was Yan Zi Mo's sister. Since hearsay is always somewhat inaccurate, Si Mo quickly went from being Yan Zi Mo's sister to being Yan Zi Mo's...

Faced with the enthusiasm of these people, Xia Ziyun could only sneer.

A bunch of opportunists, they don't come when they should, but they all come when they shouldn't.

"Excuse me, I need to make a phone call."

Even so, Xia Ziyun still couldn't neglect them. In the end, she was too busy to handle everything, so she used one hand to stop Si Mo and the other hand to make a phone call to Yan Zimo and the others.

The surrounding ladies looked at Si Mo with a mixture of wariness, gleaming eyes, and almost bubbly admiration...

In short, the way they looked at Si Mo made Xia Ziyun very uncomfortable.

Xiao Momo only allows me to watch!

So she went to a secluded corner and had Si Mo bring her a few pieces of cake to prevent her from breaking free from her embrace. Otherwise, such an adorable little girl might be targeted by a pack of wolves.

Mu Bai noticed the situation and stepped forward to ask, "Yun, who are you talking to?"

Just then, Xia Ziyun finished her call, looked up at him with a slight smile, and said, "My daughter is coming over."

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai frowned: "Didn't I tell you not to involve her?! What are you doing!"

He also had many considerations.

First of all, the main character of this banquet is the Murong family, or rather, Murong Haiyi himself, who is celebrating his breakthrough to the eighth rank.

If Mu Mu is also coming, then the Mu family is clearly sending a signal.

This is a signal that we are determined to fight the Murong family to the death.

Although Mu Mu is no longer a member of the Mu family, her arrival will inevitably be associated with the Mu family, a label that cannot be erased even if one tries.

If Mu Mu were still a member of the Mu family, there would be nothing to say; but she isn't! She came this time and can just leave, leaving behind a mess. How are we going to clean it up?

"Oh no, it's her and Zimo who are coming to take the child away."

Xia Ziyun raised the silk moss in her arms.

Mu Bai was utterly stunned by Si Mo's beauty. He hadn't seen such an adorable little girl in a long time, and a fire seemed to burn in his heart.

Afterwards, he suddenly realized: "Oh! No wonder those people were talking about you earlier. This must be Yan Ziming's daughter, right?"

Si Mo couldn't stand it anymore after hearing that: "What the hell! How can she not be her daughter? She's our daughter!"

What the hell!

Mu Bai was so startled he almost jumped up.

This little girl is toxic!

Xia Ziyun said with a look of disdain, "She's not Yan Ziming's daughter, she's Yan Ziming's sister. You deserve to be scolded."

"No, no! I just heard it from someone else!"

Mu Bai scratched his nose awkwardly, wanting to say something.

"I'm your husband! Whose side are you on?!"

"Speaking of which, they really do look alike. How did she get in? I don't remember the Murong family ever inviting them."

"I don't know, I just happened to run into her."

Xia Ziyun's gaze towards Si Mo was practically melting.

She used to have such a lovely daughter, but time is a cruel mistress. Why did she grow up to be so fierce?

"Husband~~" Xia Ziyun suddenly called out sweetly.

Mu Bai got goosebumps from his wife's overly sweet way of calling him "husband." "What? Talk to me normally!"

"How about we have another baby?"

Xia Ziyun looked at him charmingly. She was very well-maintained. Even though she was already in her forties, she still looked like a girl in her early twenties, with radiant skin.

"...We'll talk about it when we get back!" Mu Bai shivered, clearly still somewhat haunted by the matter.

His wife is about to switch into juice-making mode again.

"Okay, it's settled then!"

Upon hearing the words "give birth," Si Mo, nestled in her arms, immediately became extremely attentive, listening intently to every word of their conversation.

After comparing her to Yan Ziming, she shook her head in disappointment.

Tsk tsk... Look how enthusiastic they are, and look at you? You're just trash!

..............

In an unseen corner of the Heaven and Earth Hall, Yan Ziming and her group slipped in through a spatial rift.

The place was already extremely lively, with many people dressed in their finest attire, singing and dancing, and there would be a banquet afterwards.

It is said that the banquet dishes were extremely luxurious, using a variety of ingredients that are not usually available, with a total value of tens of millions. This is why Yan Ziming and the others were unable to eat the dishes here.

Even if Yan Ziming and her friends tried their best to hide their presence, it was still a bit difficult. Although their attire was youthful and beautiful, it made them stand out in this setting.

Especially Yan Ziming, where did you come from, this delinquent girl dressed like that!

People would believe you're from the "Funeral Love Family"!

Sure enough, a weirdo came up to us right away.

He looks like a rich young master, dressed quite elegantly, and appears to be a handsome man, but his mouth is a bit foul.

"Hey, who are these people? How dare you come in dressed so casually?"

"......"

Yan Ziming was looking at him like he was looking at a dead man; he hadn't expected someone to come along and slap him in the face so soon after he arrived.

However, Yan Ziming ignored him; the most important thing now was to find Si Mo.

"Hey, Mom, where are you?"

Mu Mu was still on the phone with Xia Ziyun when the young master saw this and immediately mocked, "Still pretending? I'd like to see how long you can keep up this act."

Ye Qianxue watched this scene with a rather speechless expression.

This person is really asking for trouble, daring to speak to Master Sister like that. I just hope he can die with some dignity in the end...

The young master was still teetering on the edge of life and death, saying, "Or you can all come and play with me today, and I'll treat you to the best of everything!"

Look, look, I jumped over, and then jumped back! Oops~~ I jumped over again~~ La la la~~

He noticed that although Yan Ziming and the others were dressed rather poorly and their faces were covered up, their figures were absolutely amazing!

She had a great figure, so she had some crooked ideas.

Yan Ziming and the others ignored him, and didn't even look at him properly. Instead, they kept searching for the figure of that weirdo loli.

Seeing that Yan Ziming and the others ignored him, the young master became furious: "Men, throw these ungrateful bastards out of here!"

"Who are they trying to kick out?"

Xia Ziyun came over carrying Si Mo, giving the young master a cold look as if he were trash on the street.

"Silk foam!"

Yan Ziming stepped forward and pulled Si Mo out of Xia Ziyun's arms, pinching her little cheek: "You actually managed to run in here, huh?"

"Hmm hmm..."

Si Mo chewed on her dessert, unmoved, but Xia Ziyun couldn't stand it anymore.

"She's just a child, don't bully her like that!"

"..."

Yan Ziming was embarrassed. Could it be that Si Mo had managed to win over Xia Ziyun in such a short time?

The young master standing nearby, witnessing this scene, felt his back soaked with cold sweat, his legs trembling, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.