Mu Cheng Feng turned around and saw his precious baby running around barefooted.

His snow-white feet stepped on the black marble, the black shirt just reaching to his thighs, and the black and white scene made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

Luo Lie was still muttering with a bitter face, "Sir, young miss's dish …"

Mu Cheng Feng got up and chased after his precious baby.

Luo Lie was immediately depressed, and asked: "What do we do?"

"What else can we do? Tell them to do as they're told."

Luo Lie was about to go crazy, this ancestor really did come specially to harm this grandson of his.

Xiang Bei brainlessly rushed upstairs and then blazed red as she got lost in a trance.

Only then did she notice that the house was really a castle, standing in front of the window at the end of the third-floor hallway. Outside was a towering ancient tree that looked like it must have been there for at least a hundred years.

An ancient castle … There was indeed such a place in Fengshi.

When Xiang Bei was in primary school, her teacher told him that there was a mysterious ancient castle in the forest to the east of Fengshi.

But then he heard that the Palace had been given to his most trusted Secretary of State for Defence by the President.

The Secretary of State for Defence's surname was Mu.

Xiang Bei suddenly felt bad.

Footsteps came from behind him. Hearing the noise, Xiang Bei's body trembled.

"Darling, the clothes are here."

Okay, get dressed first.

Mu Cheng Feng walked over and held Xiang Bei's small hand. Just as Xiang Bei wanted to pull away, someone said: "In the future, the only person who can hold your hand can only be me, Mu Cheng Feng."

Xiang Bei was confused, "You said that we knew each other from a long time ago, do you have any evidence?"

Mu Cheng Feng turned his head to look at her: "I do."

Xiang Bei was once again stunned when she was brought to a room.

This couldn't be considered a study, because there were no bookshelves, no books, only a room full of huge photographs.

All hers.

One of them should have been when Mu Cheng Feng said that she was four years old, she was wearing a silk princess dress and holding a dirty doll.

Then, she looked to be about seven or eight years old. Wearing the uniform of some noble school, she was walking towards a woman — — The woman who only revealed half of her back was her aunt, Lin Fei.

After that came nine or ten years old, eleven or twelve years old, and after that it was a little too long. He suddenly went from a little girl to a sixteen-year-old girl.

The sixteen year old Xiang Bei had already grown up and was very beautiful. It was just that when she was alone, her expression was very downcast, and by now, she had already returned home.

Mu Cheng Feng said from the side: "I'm busy for a while in the middle."

There were several photographs at each stage, so this room was not small. There were also photos on the floor. Xiang Bei walked over and compared it with the picture that she had just taken and found that she was as tall as her.

"These frames were made according to my height at the time?"

"Yes."

Xiang Bei simply did not know what to say. This man had been secretly observing him all these years; this feeling … It was hard to describe.

She was very agitated and felt like she was being spied on. Especially since this person had stolen her innocence and left her helpless.

"I want to change."

Mu Cheng Feng came over, and naturally held her hand, bringing her back to their room.

The bedroom was on the second floor.

Xiang Bei was no longer bothered to look at the black-clothed, ruthless men who were still arranging their cloakrooms. She casually picked up a skirt and entered the bedroom.

When Mu Cheng Feng came in, he was holding a set of undergarments and a pair of flat heeled leather shoes in one hand.