033: Set up Mu Ziyu, presented Mu Luzhu with a drawing board _1

Mu Lanke looked at Mu Qingli, her eyes brimming with puzzled suspicion.

She always felt that something was missing from her memories.

But what was it?

Mu Lanke half-squinted her eyes, immersed in her own thoughts, momentarily unable to extricate herself.

After greeting Mu Junliang, Mu Qingli turned and walked upstairs.

"Dad, I'm heading upstairs too," Mu Ziyu then said.

Facing Mu Ziyu, Mu Junliang's expression soured, "Go back to your room and reflect properly!"

This youngest daughter had received the best education since childhood, and he had hoped to nurture a true lady of nobility, but Mu Ziyu's performance that evening had left him thoroughly disappointed!

With the way she was now, which prominent family would take a liking to her?

Mu Ziyu nodded her head, yet humiliation filled the depths of her eyes, and her breathing grew heavy with anger.