Lu Zhiwen said something and got up and left the room. When he went downstairs, he met Mu Jingjing who was going to the kitchen to pour water.
When Mu Jingping saw Lu Zhiwen coming down from the stairs, he hurriedly moved his steps and pressed himself against the side of the stairs, as if he wanted to stick himself against the handrail to reduce his presence.
Lu Zhiwen stopped next to Mu Jingping. Seeing that she looked afraid of him, his eyes were a little unhappy, "Ning Ning, come here."
Mu Jingping raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Zhiwen, shaking his head.
Lu Zhiwen frowned slightly and his voice deepened, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"
Mu Jingping clenched the hand holding the cup tightly, raised her head and glanced upstairs, then looked away, and slowly approached Lu Zhiwen.
Lu Zhiwen waited until Mu Jingran came to him, stretched out his hand to touch her head lovingly, and then put his hand on her shoulder, "Dad has something to do, so go ahead and entertain your classmates."
Mu Jingping stiffened and nodded, "Okay."
"Say what you should say, and don't say nonsense. If you make dad angry, you know the consequences." Lu Zhiwen smiled with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
Mu Jingping couldn't help but tremble slightly, "I know."
"Yes." Lu Zhiwen patted Mu Jingjing's shoulder gently with his big hand, "Go up."
Mu Jingping froze on the stairs, hearing Lu Zhiwen's footsteps coming downstairs, then leaving the living room, and finally closing the door. His voice disappeared, and the tight string in Mu Jingping's body relaxed.
In the room, Zhao Xiangping saw Lu Zhiwen going out, looked at Shu Xin and said with a smile: "Ning Ning said you took good care of her at school, and now you let her work in your company. Thank you, aunt."
Shu Xin smiled and shook her head, "Auntie, you are too polite. We are just helping each other."
"Ning Ning is a poor child..." Zhao Xiangping said, her eyes suddenly reddened, "You never had a good life with me. It was me who was sorry for her. You don't know how happy she was when she mentioned you in front of me. She only talked about it. When it comes to you, I feel that my Ning Ning is still alive..."
Listening to these words, Shu Xin felt inexplicably sad. Although her family was in such a good situation, why was Mu Jingping so unhappy? It seemed that everyone in the world had abandoned her, and she asked curiously: "Auntie, why do you say that?"
Zhao Xiangping looked at Shu Xin and hesitated several times.
Shu Xin could also see that Zhao Xiangping's eyes were filled with the desire to express herself, and her emotions were very strong, "Auntie, if you have anything you want to say to me, just say it, or if you need my help, don't be polite."
When Zhao Xiangping saw Shu Xin say this, the hesitation in her eyes gradually faded away. She was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Auntie really has something to ask you. Can you give my Ning Ning..."
"Mom." Mu Jingping came in with water and interrupted Zhao Xiangping.
Zhao Xiangping looked at Mu Ningran who came in from the door, and the tears that had been holding in her eyes fell down, "Ningning, I feel..."
"Mom, are you tired?" Mu Jingping put the water in her hand on the coffee table in front of Shu Xin, then walked to the bed and sat down, holding Zhao Xiangping's hand, "Mom, why don't you take a nap?"
"Ning Ning..." Zhao Xiangping looked at Mu Jingping with tears streaming down her face, "Let's try again..."
Mu Jingping shook his head with red eyes, "You're tired, take a nap."
Zhao Xiangping stared at Mu Ningping's plain little face with tearful eyes for a moment. In the end, all her emotions were covered by her closed eyelids. Tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes to her temples, sinking into her silver-white hair and disappearing.