Later, he turned his head to the servant and said, "Take her to the washing room and arrange it in the guest room temporarily."

"Yes, master."

When the maid finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to lead the child over.

Suddenly, the girl shook her away and stood silently behind Bai Mucheng, still holding his clothes in her hand, as if everyone but him resisted.

Bai Mucheng appeared displeased, looked down at her, and said nothing.

After a brief confrontation, the girl silently lowered her head, turned and followed the maid away.

Cang Zeyue and the other two were stunned.

"Mu Cheng, who is this kid?" Bai Huacheng asked.

Bai Mucheng's face is extremely pale, and his words are concise and concise: "The orphans who are in distress will be sent to the orphanage tomorrow."

"Orphan? How did she meet you? How did you bring her back?"

Bai Mucheng was not prepared to say more, but the accompanying assistant behind him started to talk more: "Young Master, this is the case. The parents of this child died in an accident, but the young master happened to meet him, so he sent them to the hospital, but they didn't take it. Fortunately, the little girl was only slightly injured. After she woke up, she stuck to the young master, and the young master had no trouble, so she had to bring it back."

"That's it..." Bai Huacheng smiled: "This kid probably treats you as a second-born parent."

While the two were talking, Cang Zeyue accidentally saw Bai Mucheng's wrist, the red circle was very conspicuous.

He raised his eyes, but met Bai Mucheng's deep eyes.

"Are you looking for something to do with me?"

Cang Ze returned to his senses: "Well, let's talk after dinner, I think you are tired too."

"Come here."

Cang Ze nodded more and then walked over.

When I came to Bai Mucheng's private space, the surroundings were terribly quiet.

Only after the two walked in, did they feel a little alive.

The pure white sofa, spotlessly clean, with nothing left, looks empty.

"Sit down." Bai Mucheng reached out a glass of water and handed it to him, and then poured a glass for himself.

The more Cang Ze looked at the tiredness on his face, he asked, "You really don't plan to find a woman to feel sorry for yourself? Look at you, what has become of your tiredness in the past two years?"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, like a smile but a smile: "Why, come to me, do you want to introduce me?"

Cang Ze lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, and asked, "What is the relationship between you and my sister..."

"Don't mention her." Cang Ze interrupted him lightly, taking a sip of water, his eyes calm and faint.

"That USB flash drive was sent to her by you, what on earth do you want to do?"

Bai Mucheng leaned back on the sofa, looked at him, and asked, "She asked you to come?"

"No, it's my brother who wants to share the burden for her. Do you know that her body hasn't recovered yet, and it's still under observation."

He was silent, and suddenly smiled: "It's not my responsibility."

The more Cang Ze couldn't figure out his thoughts, it felt like he had changed himself.

He could even smell a faint smell of tobacco on Bai Mucheng's body.

He remembered that Bai Mucheng never smoked, and now...

He softened his tone and said in a friend's tone: "Do you know what to do? Just take it as I owe you a favor. Tell me, can you?"

Bai Mucheng twisted the cup in his hand, rubbed his thumb slightly, and slowly said, "I sent her a USB flash drive?"

"Isn't it you?" Hearing his tone, Cang Ze fell into suspicion.

"If it's just for this matter, I have no comment, I'm a little tired, please."

"Wait, Mu Cheng!"

He paused and said, "You and Ah Xian, really can't reconcile?"

Bai Mucheng turned his back to him. He couldn't see the expression. He only heard the very cold voice: "To seize the hatred of love, we don't share the sky."