Yao Xiuyun and Yan Luoluo were placed by situ Ji in a small room at the back of the villa to copy scriptures. They copied scriptures from dawn to dark. They were both spoiled ladies. They copied Vajra Sutra for several hours in a row. Their soft palms grinded out several blood bubbles, which made them frighten.

It's a pity that it's not enough to go one hundred times.

Yan Xueman complained endlessly. Just as he wanted to stop, he found an old man walking by the door. He was like an old housekeeper of situ Ji, who specially supervised them to copy scriptures.

But at this point, she could do nothing but smile at them.

Yan Luoluo's mentality at that time was not much better than that of Mu Beihan. She was not stupid. Of course, she could know the reason why Mu Fu and Mu Mu suddenly changed their attitude. What they accepted was only her present life experience, not her.

Fortunately, Yan Luoluo seems to see his mind, quietly put his hand on his palm, although he is still talking with mu mu, but the silent action gives mu Beihan great comfort.

On the one hand is his biological parents, on the other hand is Yan Luoluo. He also knows that Yan Luoluo will feel uncomfortable with his parents' rapidly changing attitude, but can't he drive his parents away now?

Mu Beihan sat down beside them in a dull voice, feeling a little complicated.

Sure enough, it's about the wedding.

Mu Mu smiles, pulls her to sit down on the sofa and explains, "well, isn't your wedding with Beihan already in preparation? We just want to come and see if we can help. "

Now it's nine o'clock in the evening. What are the two eldest brothers doing in formal clothes at night?

Yan Luoluo nodded: "well, I just fell asleep. What's the matter with you, aunt?"

Mu's mother pretended not to see mu Beihan's gloomy face, approached Yan Luoluo, and naturally began to get close to her.

"Lolo, where's Fanfan? Have you gone to sleep? "

How can he not know that since Yan Luoluo's true identity surfaced, his father and mother are eager to marry Yan Luoluo immediately!

Mu Beihan just stood up in silence and looked at his two uninvited parents.

"Uncle, aunt." Although Yan Luoluo didn't understand the purpose of their coming, he stood up and said hello to them politely.

In Yan Luoluo's impression, it seems that this is their first time to come to the manor so politely.

Mumu and Mumu wore formal clothes and brought many gifts to meet them.

Two people just began to discuss not long, two unexpected guests suddenly arrived.

At this time, Yan Luoluo, who returns to Mu's home, coaxes his son to sleep and takes mu Beihan to discuss a small wedding banquet in the living room.

Yan Xueman touched the sweat, picked up the pen in his hand again, and buried himself in the bitter copy.

Yan Xueman is tired and painful, but the old housekeeper has been wandering outside the door, and their every move is completely exposed under his eyes. Compared with being thrown into the back mountain, she would rather continue to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Yao Xiuyun hates iron but does not remind Yan Xueman.

"Don't stop. Do you really want to be thrown to feed the wolf?"

Things are gradually developing in a good direction. She doesn't want to break the current peace situation because of these small things.

After all, Mu Fu's face is thinner than Mu Mu's. He also knows that they are sorry for Yan Luoluo. Originally, he didn't want to come here, but Mu Mu's mother had to pull him over, so he could only come to help support Yan Luoluo.

He didn't take part in the whole conversation. Suddenly, the phone on his hand rang.