Dr. Shen, can I tease you?

at the same time.

The top floor of an office building in the city center.

in the bedroom.

"what!"

Mu Zihan suddenly got up from the darkness, opened his eyes and saw the hazy darkness in front of him, he was panting violently, and after a long time, he rubbed the space between his brows and calmed down.

He actually had another nightmare.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to still be able to see that middle-aged man with a ferocious face, coming from the front with a whip, and sneered as he walked: "Run, little bastard, I want to see where you can run go."

Immediately afterwards, there was severe throbbing pain from the falling of the whip, and Xiaojiu's crying screams beside her ears: "No...don't hit me...please don't hit me

It's..."

Mu Zihan's face turned even paler, he forced himself to open his eyes, and stopped thinking about the scenes in the nightmare just now.

It's ridiculous.

He pressed his temples and hooked his lips mockingly.

It's been so many years, but he still dreams about things from his childhood.

Could it be that just because of the news of Gu Changcheng's return to China, he can be thrown into chaos.

It seemed that he was not as strong as he thought after all.

Mu Zihan was thinking wildly in his mind when he suddenly heard a creaking sound from outside the door.

His face changed, and he quickly touched the pistol on the bedside, "Who!"

The door opened a crack, and a small fair and delicate face poked in.

"Sir." The boy named An Rushui stood at the door, holding a glass of milk in his hand, with a nervous expression on his face, "It's me, the housekeeper asked me to deliver milk to you.,,

The moment he saw the young man at the door, Mu Zihan let go of his tense nerves.

"Come in." He said wearily, and the boy came in carefully, and put the milk on the bedside table.

Mu Zihan was indeed quite hungry at this moment. He took a sip of the milk and tasted the rich sweetness inside. He couldn't help frowning, and looked at the young man beside him, "Did you put the sugar in here?"

The housekeeper in charge of taking care of his daily life was found after returning to China, and he didn't know his taste well, so he would never put sugar in the milk unnecessarily.

Hearing Mu Zihan's words, the boy suddenly became nervous again, "I'm sorry, sir, I, I just thought you might like it..."

When he thought of what he had done with the pumpkin porridge before, he was so frightened that he almost broke out in a cold sweat, and looked like he was about to cry.

Seeing him like this, a trace of helplessness flashed across Mu Zihan's eyes.

"You don't have to be so scared." He took another sip of milk, "I really like sipping sweet milk, you did a good job."

Hearing this, An Rushui's tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Where are the others?" After drinking the milk, Mu Zihan's pale face looked better, "Have you gone back?"

"Well." An Rushui replied softly, "The assistant has gone back, let me tell you something before I leave, saying that although they found out the news of Gu Changcheng's return, they haven't found anyone else yet, but it should take a few days to find him thing."

After Mu Zihan returned to his residence just now, he quickly took a rest.Although the assistant made some progress, he didn't dare to wake him up, so he could only leave a message for An Rushui, and left in a hurry to find someone.

An Rushui didn't know who this Gu Changcheng was, but she just repeated the words left by her assistant word by word, not daring to miss a single word.

"Well, I got it." Mu Zihan nodded wearily to show he got it.

An Rushui saw that Mu Zihan's spirit was not in a good state, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time. He was about to get up, but he didn't want Mu Zihan to suddenly ask, "Where are your parents?"

An Rushui was taken aback for a moment, but did not respond, "What?"

"I asked where your parents and family are." Mu Zihan opened his eyes, looked at the boy in front of him, and repeated patiently, "If you want, I can send you back to your family."

Mu Zihan didn't hate the young man in front of him, but he didn't have such messy thoughts about him. After all, no matter how much he looked like Xiao Jiu, he wasn't the Xiao Jiu he was thinking of.

So he wants to send him back.

But when he said this, An Rushui's big eyes turned red.

"Sir, do you want to send me away?" He trembled uncontrollably, and almost knelt beside Mu Zihan, "Please don't send me away, sir. I have no parents for a long time. If you send me back, I'll only get worse..."