It was a peaceful night.

Mu Zi had a good night's sleep, opened her eyes, and saw the bright sunlight shining through the cracks in the curtains, white particles slowly flying in the orange-gold light, everything was quiet and warm.

It's great without Murong Cheng...

She stretched her arms, got up in a happy mood, then blocked the door with vases and chairs, and moved them away one by one.

After washing up, she went downstairs to have breakfast.

At the dinner table, Bai Wei looked at Mu Zi with the feeling of a young girl in my family: "My Zi Zi has grown up and is getting more and more beautiful."

Mu Zi replied with a smile: "I'm still young, my mother is the most beautiful."

This is Mu Zi's sincere words, not flattery.

Half of Murong Cheng's good skin is inherited from Bai Wei. Bai Wei's appearance is extremely glamorous and charming, a person who is clearly in his fifties looks like he is in his early thirties, even his figure is as graceful as a girl's, showing no trace of age at all. Definitely the envy of most women.

If it wasn't for getting along with her during this time, Mu Zi would have gotten to know this mother a little better, otherwise she would definitely have doubted whether Bai Wei had undergone cosmetic surgery such as photorejuvenation, skin-lifting and wrinkle removal.

Bai Wei was very happy to be coaxed by her daughter, and said with a smile, "Mom is old, so why are you talking about beauty?"

She took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to Mu Zi with loving eyes, "Here, this is for you."

Mu Zi was drinking porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and took it, feeling a little dazed.

Bai Wei said: "My mother has saved tuition and living expenses for you, and I will deposit a sum of living expenses here every month in the future."

"..." Mu Zi looked at Bai Wei in surprise.

Where did Bai Wei get so much money? !

Although she was once favored by Mr. Mu, after the death of Mr. Mu, she was exploited and bullied by Mrs. Mu for nearly ten years, so there should be very little left of her!

... Taking a step back, even if Bai Wei has saved some savings under Mrs. Mu's nose, it is still her pension money, and it is the foundation for her to live and work! Instead of spending it on her son, she paid her adopted daughter's tuition instead?

two million.

Even Mu Rongxuan would feel pain in the flesh, and Mu Zi believes that for Bai Wei, it is definitely a huge sum of money.

But she didn't hesitate at all, and just handed it over to Mu Zi, full of love and trust.

Mu Zi's heart was shaken, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

For some reason, the tip of the nose is a little sore.

She was a child abandoned by her parents, and only her grandmother loved her since she was a child. Bai Wei's warmth made her seem to have returned to the time when she lived with her grandmother...

"Why do you look at my mother like this?" Bai Wei said with a smile, "When you go to school, you have to study hard and listen to the teacher. It doesn't matter if you can't keep up with your grades for a while, take your time, don't rush..."

"Mom, stop talking..." Mu Zi lowered her head, stirring the porridge in the bowl unconsciously with the spoon, her voice muffled.

Going on, she wanted to cry.

Unexpectedly, the first warmth after rebirth came from this silly, sweet adoptive mother.

After breakfast, Bai Wei took out some new clothes, all of which she bought for Mu Zi when she went out yesterday.

She wanted her daughter to dress up for her new school.

The clothes range from casual sportswear to lady-style small dresses, and a cheongsam in xiangyunsha jacquard.

The cheongsam has a lake blue background, with a simple and elegant jasmine pattern, which is chic and pretty. Mu Zi liked it very much.

But cheongsam is not like other clothes, it needs to be tailor-made, Bai Wei bought this one, I don't know if it fits well.

Mu Zi went back to her room to try on clothes.

There is a zipper on the back of the improved cheongsam for easy putting on and taking off. Mu Zi touched the zipper with her hands behind her back for a long time, but she couldn't touch the zipper.

She heard footsteps behind her and thought it was Bai Wei, "Mom, how do you wear this cheongsam? Should it be buttoned first or zipped first?"

The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded: "You should take it off first."

Mu Zi's legs felt weak.

It's Murong Cheng again!

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