He is cold and distant

"So, it was my mother who found you and entrusted you to take care of me?" Mu Yuanzhu asked Mu Guanjia.

"Yes." Butler Mu nodded and continued, "Miss Lu Jia left shortly after giving birth to you..."

"Then how did you come to Bian's house in the end?" Mu Yuanzhu then asked Mu Guanjia.

"When Miss Lu was leaving, she told me not to let you be recognized." Housekeeper Mu recalled what Lu Tongzhu had said to him, "Later, I was introduced by an acquaintance, and I came to Bian's house to work."

"Since you are taking care of me, why was I taken back by the master of the Bian family?" Mu Yuanzhu didn't quite understand this point.

He thought that the reason for the kindness of the master of the Bian family is very unlikely, because he has lived in this family for so many years, and he only thinks that person is a hypocrite at best.

And this person is best at smiling kindly on his face, and then letting others bully him behind his back.

He obviously knew everything, but he just smiled and looked on, as if treating others as a pastime to relieve boredom, which made him disgusted.

"I originally wanted to put you outside and raise you freely, so that you don't need to reveal your identity, and you can live freely." Butler Mu replied to Mu Yuanzhu's words.

"But I didn't expect that as you grow older, your appearance will become more and more like Miss Lu's. It happened at that time that the master of the Bian family was out and saw you." Steward Mu continued.

"Is there any relationship between him and my mother?" Mu Yuanzhu felt that anyone who could recognize him as Miss Lu's child by his appearance must also know her.

"At first, I just knew that Miss Lu's family and Master Bian's family used to study together in the same school." Butler Mu has worked in the Bian's family for so many years, and has almost figured out all the private affairs of this family.

"Later, it was Master Bian who brought you back. From the old servant here, I learned more about Miss Lu and Master Bian." Steward Mu continued.

"Apart from classmates, do they have any relationship?" Mu Yuanzhu intuitively felt that the problem was here.

"The old servant told me that for a while, the Miss Lu family had a very good relationship with the master of the Bian family, and would come to his house from time to time to have a pleasant chat with him." Steward Mu told Mu Yuan what he knew. bamboo.

"Afterwards, I heard from that old servant that it seemed that the master of the Bian family fell in love with Miss Lu's family. At that time, Miss Lu's family rejected him, and the communication between the two of them was almost cut off." Steward Mu continued. Said.

"So, the reason why the master of the Bian family can recognize me is because he can't forget my mother?" Mu Yuanzhu didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling at this moment.

The direction of this story is really a bit at a loss for words, so that he didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

"Maybe." Butler Mu did not observe the purpose of Master Bian through his behavior, "Yuanzhu, you choose Lu family, I have nothing to dissuade you."

"It's just that your biological father..." Steward Mu's words were full of entanglements, "Although your mother's actions back then showed her attitude."

"However, when she named you, she still chose a word from your biological father's name."

"He doesn't know about your existence now. As for what your relationship with him will be like in the future, I don't want to interfere with you too much. It all depends on what you think." Steward Mu continued.

"I see." Mu Yuanzhu felt that he still had to digest the information he had just received, "Then I will not disturb your rest for now."

Mu Yuanzhu said, and stood up.

"Yuanzhu, I still want to remind you that although you have chosen the Lu family now, the Bian family is not an empty shell. You should be more cautious in your actions now." Steward Mu's face was full of worry. .

"Okay, I will remember your words." Mu Yuanzhu walked out, and before reaching the door, he turned back and told Butler Mu, "You should not be too tired these days, and pay more attention to rest."

"Okay, you go back first." Steward Mu accepted Mu Yuanzhu's concern, "I will pay attention."

Mu Yuanzhu left from Steward Mu's residence, returned to the main courtyard, saw the increasing number of tulips in the courtyard, and stopped walking.

He approached those flower plants, and the dew that fell at night adhered to the white and tender petals, making the small wet part even more delicate.

Mu Yuanzhu couldn't help recalling the scene that appeared in the picture in his memory. He remembered that the young master at that time would plant these flowers with his own hands when he was free.

"I originally liked black, but there were very few black flowers, so I switched to an opposite color."

"White represents blankness, and it also indicates that the story has not officially begun. Now that you appear, the words have fallen."

"When these petals wither, it means that the blank page has been filled with words." The young master once said so.

At that time, Mu Yuanzhu couldn't understand what he meant, and it took him a long time to wake up from the pain. It turned out that the existence of that person was just to draw a successful conclusion to this story.

Then when the flower plant withered, it left cleanly, just like this white flower, returning to its original appearance.

At this time, many scenes were constantly flashing in his mind as if they just happened yesterday.

The salty water dripped unconsciously on those open flowers, but there was a dull pain in his heart, and he didn't know when he would stop it, and he gradually walked away.

Bian Zimo was in the room. After doing business for a while, his brain was a little tired. He walked out of the room and went downstairs, thinking about relaxing outside.

But he didn't want to see Mu Yuanzhu standing in one place for a long time by himself.

He leaned against the door, wanting to see what's wrong with this little wolf cub?

During the meal today, he could feel that Mu Yuanzhu no longer hated him, and seemed to still have a little bit of concern.

It seemed that the result was what he wanted, but the good result came too fast, which always made him feel a little unreal.

Bian Zimo stood aside and watched for a long time. The man remained motionless, as if he had become the god of flowers in the yard.

Could it be that this little wolf cub...does he have any opinion on the flowers he asked people to buy?

"Little Zhuzi, have you been standing here for so long, are you thinking about how to steal the flowers I bought?" Bian Zimo approached Muyuanzhu, with his own indifference in his voice.

He kept watching, but the man stood there without any other movements. For a moment, he really couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.

When Mu Yuanzhu heard the voice, he turned his head to look at Bian Zimo, but he didn't say anything, his eyes were already red, and his tears were hazy.