Mu Family?
There are so many Mu families in the imperial capital that Old Ye can't really remember the ordinary small families.
Old Ye frowned slightly, "Which Mu family?"
Old Mrs. Fu explained, "It's the distant relative of Qianhua's family. Do you still remember it?"
Hearing this, Old Ye seemed to have suddenly realized, "Oh, that Mu family!"
Old Mrs. Fu nodded, "Yes, Xianren's real name is Mu Luzhu, and she is the fourth child in the Mu family. By the way, I still have a photo here. Take a look. The little girl is really good-looking. I think she is a good match for our Shen'er." As she
said that, Old Mrs. Fu took out the mobile phone in her arms, opened the album, and flipped out a photo and handed it to Old Ye.
In the photo, the young woman was wearing a grass green dress, with long chestnut curly hair, a pair of delicate almond eyes, snow-white skin, red lips and white teeth. She was very beautiful and full of literary sense.
Looking at the photo, Mr. Ye frowned slightly, "I still say that, a forced melon is not sweet. By the way, how did you get to know this little girl? Are you so sure that she is Xianren?"
How to say...
Although Mr. Ye has never seen Xianren himself, he always feels that Xianren and Mu Luzhu in the photo should be two completely different styles.
"She is really Xianren!" Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "I also went to her art exhibition! The thing is, three days ago..."
Three days ago, when Mrs. Fu was shopping in the mall, she suddenly suffered from acute hypoglycemia and fainted on the indoor pedestrian street. There were many people watching at the time, but no one lent a hand. It happened that Mu Luzhu was attending her own art exhibition in the mall. She passed by and fed Mrs. Mo a piece of chocolate. Although it was just a piece of chocolate, it saved Mrs. Fu's life.
If it weren't for Mu Luzhu that day, the consequences would be disastrous.
The two also became close friends.
After hearing this, Mr. Ye was terrified and frowned, saying, "You are not young anymore, why do you always do such worrying things! Next time you go somewhere, remember to ask Dadong or the servants at home to accompany you!"
After he finished speaking, he continued to instruct, "Remember to thank them for this."
Mrs. Fu nodded and smiled, "I know, Dad, don't worry."
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Here.
Mu Qingli came to the most famous ancient street in the imperial capital. Both sides of the street were crowded with vendors setting up stalls, selling incense, candles, paper money, various snacks, and many fortune tellers holding banners.
Mu Qingli walked slowly in the middle of the street, touching this and looking at that, very leisurely.
At this time, Xiao Baba in the Pearl House couldn't help but say, "Master, when are we going to make money? ]
It was almost starving to death, but Mu Qingli was calm and had no intention of making money. He even bought a string of candied haws and ate them while walking.
Hearing this, Mu Qingli looked forward with a calm expression, "Here, the God of Wealth is here."
Xiao Baba looked up in confusion, and saw a beautiful young woman with extraordinary temperament and wearing a silk cheongsam walking in front of her, followed by a servant carrying a bamboo basket.
The bamboo basket was covered with a blue cloth, and it was unclear what was inside.
Seeing these two people, Xiao Baba's heart finally let go.
Mu Qingli slowly swallowed the last candied haws into her stomach, wiped her mouth, and then walked towards the young woman. Just as she was about to pass by the young woman, she stopped and opened her red lips, "Mrs. Qiao, please stay."
The voice was not loud, but it was tinged with a clear and spiritual feeling, as if all the noise became the background, and only her voice was left in the young woman's ears.
"Little girl, do you know me?" The young woman stopped and looked at Mu Qingli in confusion, with a gentle tone.
Mu Qingli smiled and shook her head, "Madam Qiao, although today is our first meeting, I can cure your son's illness."
Unexpectedly, her first sentence was this. The young woman was shocked and narrowed her eyes slightly, "What did you say?"
"I said, I can cure your son's illness." Mu Qingli repeated in a light tone.
The young woman looked at Mu Qingli steadily, her eyes were full of scrutiny, and after a long while, she trembled and said, "Can you really cure my son's illness?"
"Yes." Mu Qingli nodded slightly.
At this time, the servant standing behind the young woman stood up, looked at Mu Qingli and said unceremoniously:
"Madam, don't be fooled by this little girl! Little girl! I think you are not yet an adult? You can't go to school well, but you come out to cheat people and rub salt into the wounds of our madam. I really don't know how the parents taught you!"
Their madam is already pitiful enough! But there are some unscrupulous liars who deceive her under the guise of being able to cure the young master!
Let the madam fall into disappointment again and again.
She will never let the lady be deceived again! Thinking of this, the servant clenched his fist.
Facing the servant's accusation, Mu Qingli was not angry, and there was not even a trace of ripples on her face. She slowly took out a purple crystal necklace from her pocket, pinched the top of the necklace with her thumb and fingers, and shook it gently, making the crystal swing back and forth.
The purple crystal exuded a mysterious light in the sun, which was extremely dazzling.
The young woman was going to turn around and leave, but for some reason, after seeing this crystal, she couldn't move her feet, and only the purple crystal was left in her eyes.
Mu Qingli spoke in a light tone.
"Mrs. Qiao, you were born in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Your maiden name is Chen Fan. You met Mr. Qiao in a rural town in Guanglin. Your son is three years old this year. His full name is Qiao Sifan and his nickname is Nian Nian. When he was one year old, he suddenly contracted a malignant disease, which caused paralysis of his whole body and muscle atrophy. He can only rely on drugs to maintain his life. Seeing that children of the same age are all in kindergarten, he still can't call you mom."
Mu Qingli's voice was light and light, but Chen Fan's face became heavier and heavier...
"Over the years, he has seen countless famous doctors at home and abroad, but his condition has not improved but worsened. It's all because there is no right medicine. If it drags on like this, he will definitely leave this world within three days."
Hearing the last sentence, Chen Fan's face turned pale.
Mu Qingli smiled slightly, retracted the pendulum in her hand, and then said: "Mrs. Qiao, do you believe what I said now?"
Chen Fan looked at Mu Qingli, with hesitation in his eyes, and didn't speak.
She was wavering.
Want to believe, but dare not believe.
The feeling of seeing disappointment in endless hope is really uncomfortable!
At this moment, the servant looked at Mu Qingli and said aggressively, "Although what you just said may be correct, how do we know whether you have done the research in advance? There are so many scammers now, do you have any way to prove that you are not a scammer?"