After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The poem was excellent, but it had nothing to do with him.

"This was originally a naughty work of a student. The teacher helped me polish it and gave it to me as a gift. You also said you would frame it and hang it at the entrance of the school to encourage other students."

Li Mo spoke at the right time and gave the old man a way out.

Moreover, he spoke so loudly that the guests could hear him. They complimented the old scholar and said that they would send their own sons and nephews to school in the future.

The old man's face flushed as he listened to the rainbow fart. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"This little devil... Uh, Xiao Mo is indeed teachable. He's finally putting his mind to studying."

"Go back to private school after the New Year, and keep up the good work!"

"Thank you for your teachings, sir!"

Li Mo saluted seriously with his hands clasped.

Ying Xuliang looked at the smiling old gentleman, and then looked deeply at the little classmate Li.

"Uncle Ying, can I go see Sister Bing? I'm sure I won't cause any trouble."

"Okay, my lady, take Xiao Mo with you."

Ying Xuliang nodded slightly. As his wife also had to go deliver the meal in person, he asked her to lead Li Mo and walk into the Ying family mansion together.

The mansion is much larger and more imposing than I remembered, exuding elegance and uniqueness.

Compared to this, the Li family house is just an ordinary country courtyard.

Li Mo didn't feel that way when he was a child, but now when he saw it again, he felt that this was definitely not the grandeur that a small county town in the Eastern Wilderness could have.

"Sister Bing'er, what's wrong with you lately?"

"She has a strange disease."

Mother Ying sighed and said:

"She was constantly cold and unwilling to communicate, so we decided to send her to a private school so she could spend more time with her peers..."

Halfway through her words, she felt that there was no point in talking so much to a child.

As they talked, the surroundings became quiet and they arrived at the wing room of the villa.

The door was closed tightly, but it couldn't stop the cold from flowing out.

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PS: I originally wanted to update both chapters together to make them more coherent, but I spent too much time thinking about the second chapter and the subsequent plot arrangements, so I wrote slowly, orz.

The wing room is not remote, but the surroundings are very quiet. The courtyard should have been planted with exotic flowers and plants before, but now they are all withered, leaving only a cold fragrance.

"Bing'er, it's time for lunch."

Ying's mother knocked on the door gently. When there was no sound from inside, she pushed the door open.

Li Mo shivered. He hadn't felt so cold in a long time, but he still looked towards the room.

Sunlight poured in from the window, dust halos danced in the light, and illuminated the chess game that had just been finished on the coffee table.

The little girl sat quietly in front of the chessboard, her cheerful red dress giving off a sense of elegance and thrill.

Little Bingtuozi has a delicate face and a tranquility that doesn't belong to her age.

She didn't have that fairy air yet, but she had a vague spiritual aura. If her eyelashes hadn't trembled slightly just now, she would have been mistaken for a noble porcelain doll.

She looked back with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"This is Brother Li's child, you have seen him."

Ying's mother introduced and opened the food box.

Little Bingtuozi seems to have forgotten him?

Li Mo seemed to be thinking about something.

At this time, they had only met once. If she remembered him, would it mean that her subconscious was reviving and she would wake up from the dream?

"Bing'er, I cooked your favorite dish for you."

"Mom, I'm not hungry."

The little girl's voice was soft and crisp.

"You didn't eat anything yesterday." Ying's mother said worriedly.

Little Bingtuozi nodded, opened his mouth and took a bite of food, then frowned.

After taking only two bites, he closed his lips tightly and refused to eat anymore.

"Aunt, who is playing chess with her?"

Li Mo jumped onto the coffee table and sat down opposite.

"She did it on her own. No one in the family has ever done it to her."

"How about playing a game with me?"

Little classmate Li had a mysterious and cold look on his face.

"?"

She raised her eyes, and the ice and snow in her eyes seemed to stop falling.

Silly little ice ball.jpg.