"How could this happen?"
Listening to Mu Shaoqian’s question, Mu Jingheng repeated the sa words with a sarcastic smile.
"Dad! Tell ! How could Yuan be like this!"
Mu Shaoqian asked anxiously.
"Yuan was a perfectly fine person, how could she develop a personality disorder? Before, that vile Mu Qianshui said Yuan also had amnesia—is it related to the personality disorder?"
Hearing this, Mu Jingheng’s eyes reddened with sadness and heartache.
"It’s my failure as a father, not responsible enough, not calm enough. I, a person in my fifties, was completely fooled by a six-year-old girl, not to ntion you and Ah Tong being so muddled by the current Qianshui."
He sighed.
Mu Shaoqian listened to Mu Jingheng’s murmuring, clenching his fists tightly...
Inside the house.
Ning Zitong led Yan Xinxin into the luxurious living room.
Although this mansion had been renovated and redesigned over the past decade, everything was almost the sa as when Mu Qianyuan was a child, so at this mont, Yan Xinxin felt nothing but familiarity.
Seeing Ning Zitong bringing the young mistress of the Mo family along, Aunt Xia imdiately followed Ning Zitong’s instructions and brought a freshly squeezed orange juice to Yan Xinxin.
"Thank you, Aunt Xia!"
Yan Xinxin suddenly expressed gratitude.
Aunt Xia’s hand holding the glass trembled, almost spilling the orange juice!
That innocent tone was so familiar!
This was exactly the tone Miss Qianyuan used to address her, but the person in front... isn’t she Young Master Mo’s wife?
Why did Mrs. Mo suddenly address in this way...
Aunt Xia looked at Yan Xinxin, puzzled and surprised.
"Mrs. Mo, you are too kind..."
"Aunt Xia! This is Qianyuan! Look closely, this is our Little Qianyuan!"
Ning Zitong reminded, showing obvious excitent and joy.
Aunt Xia handed the glass to Yan Xinxin, utterly astonished upon hearing this!
"Madam, although I previously thought Mrs. Mo resembled our Miss Qianyuan, but..."
"Aunt Xia, this really is Qianyuan!"
Ning Zitong emphasized repeatedly.
"Aunt Xia, sotis you should sit down and rest more, watch the news. Haven’t you heard about what happened recently?"
"This..."
Aunt Xia truly felt perplexed.
She had been a maid for decades, only knowing how to clean and work. She wasn’t familiar with young people’s trendy things and only watched mother-in-law dramas during rest, paying little attention to the news.
Moreover, recently, soone claid to be Miss Qianyuan.
This really confused her.
But to be honest, the first ti she saw Yan Xinxin, she felt she resembled Miss Qianyuan.
But resembling was just resembling; she never had any connection in her mind.
"Aunt Xia, quickly, make the snacks Yuan loved when she was a child!"
"Oh! Madam! I’ll go!"
"Don’t forget the lotus paste, tea cakes! And red bean cakes!"
"Yes, Madam, I still rember these!"
"And also, the specialty snack from your hotown that Yuan loves..."
"Brown sugar cake!"
"Right!"
Ning Zitong nodded firmly, turning to look at Yan Xinxin who was drinking orange juice.
"Yuan, Aunt Xia is going to make delicious food for you now; shall mommy take you back to your room?"
"Okay."
Yan Xinxin nodded.
Ning Zitong felt a satisfaction she had never felt before!
Mu Jingheng and Mu Shaoqian had just entered the house when they saw Ning Zitong leading Yan Xinxin upstairs. They wanted to follow, but suddenly Yan Xinxin halted her steps, turned around abruptly, and furrowed her brows.
"Yuan, what’s wrong?"
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