Can't pretend anymore?
Such a scene immediately fell into the eyes of Madam Lin, who came over hurriedly and saw Jiang Mengyue slapping the woman's hand away.
But at this moment, she didn't care to ask why. When she saw Jiang Ning's face, the blood was thicker than water, and she suddenly recognized that the person in front of her was her biological daughter, she shed tears immediately, "Come here, let mother take a good look..."
Since the old man mentioned going to school, naturally this matter also needs to be put on the agenda.
Mu Nuanxi has been nagging behind Wen Li for the past two days, wanting her to follow her to school. Since she promised the school to deal with this matter, she should hurry up.
However, Wen Li, the person involved, has never appeared. The matter of Professor Lei's works has become very serious on the school forum. If it is not resolved, the problem may become more and more serious.
"It's all my fault for being careless. When I was placing the rouge, I accidentally knocked it over and it landed on this young master who was passing by."
Baili Shuangxue's face was full of apology, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and everyone who looked at them couldn't bear to blame her.
With this explanation, Murong Yun simply accepted the defeat and called out how awesome it was.
One day later.
"Young lady, we have arrived at the Marquis' Mansion," the maid said.
Jiang Ning's eyelashes fluttered and opened her eyes. Then she stretched out her hand and opened a corner of the curtain. What came into view was the plaque of the Marquis Mansion.
And there was a woman standing in front of the door. Her skin was as white as snow, her appearance was stunning, and she had an aura of nobility, like a pampered princess.
Jiang Mengyue...
At seven o'clock in the morning, the Mu family villa started to become lively.
Everyone who goes to work and goes to school has already gotten up. Mu Kuiyuan had very strict requirements for his children in the early years. He had strict standards regarding food, clothing, housing, transportation to how to behave, so the three children of the Mu family did not have the habit of sleeping in.
Except for Mu Chenxing, who was in school and slept a little longer on weekends, the other two were able to sit at the dining table and have breakfast at 7:30am.
"Princess, just call me Mu Mian. I'm not qualified to be your master."
Mu Mian, whose outlook in life was refreshed, smiled stiffly.
She was afraid that this person would reach level seven tomorrow, and the master would be worse than the apprentice.
Hey, I can't afford to lose face.
After hearing this, Butler Jiang's face suddenly turned cold. He stared at Mrs. Zhao and took back the money bag he handed over.
Looking at the housekeeper's cold expression, Mrs. Zhao panicked and quickly shook her head and argued, "Ning'er, how could Auntie sell you? You must have been confused and heard it wrong..."
"Oh? No?"
Jiang Ning's eyes fell on Zhao's waist. Zhao felt guilty and subconsciously covered the cloth belt tied around her waist.
