Seeing the girl in the white down jacket and woolen hat walk in, Ning Zitong called out softly, her palm nervously gripping Mu Jingheng’s hand.
Mu Jingheng also lifted his eyes, the clarity and wisdom in them reflecting that white figure.
The girl was tall and slender, and even in a down jacket, it was clear her figure was graceful.
Is this really Yuan?
No.
No, it isn’t.
Mu Jingheng denied it in his heart.
The girl walked in from the doorway, then took off her white woolen hat and handed her outerwear to the waiter, before turning around.
It was a clean and delicate face, with regular features.
Ning Zitong’s heart began to beat faster, holding Mu Jingheng’s hand tighter and tighter.
Mu Jingheng looked at that face with little feeling.
However, those big, round cat-like eyes in his vision indeed made him slightly distracted.
The girl glanced around the surroundings, finally fixing her gaze on the Mu couple.
She seed hesitant and lost, and after a few seconds, she slowly returned to her senses, looked at them with a slight smile, and then started walking toward them.
Ning Zitong watched the girl walking towards them, her heart pounding.
The emotions of excitent, joy, and nervousness were intertwined, making her heart race.
Noticing Ning Zitong holding his hand more tightly, Mu Jingheng felt sowhat worried.
"Ah Tong, don’t be nervous, relax, take care of yourself."
Compared to the emotionally explosive Ning Zitong at this mont, Mu Jingheng was much calr.
"Ah Jing, how can I not be excited, this is Yuan, this is Yuan..."
"Whether it’s Yuan still needs to be confird."
Ning Zitong was taken aback by these words, understanding his aning, yet unwilling to comprehend.
"Ah Jing, you’re really confused, your own daughter cos and you have no reaction at all..."
"Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu."
Ning Zitong was softly complaining to Mu Jingheng when a slightly hoarse voice sounded beside her.
Mu Jingheng and Ning Zitong both froze.
This voice was quite different from the mory, different from what was imagined.
The voice of Mu Qianyuan in mory was crisp and sweet, not hoarse at all.
Ning Zitong froze for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked to the girl’s side, and excitedly held her hands tightly.
"Yuan, Yuan, I’m your mother! Don’t call Mrs. Mu, I’m your mother! Yuan..."
Ning Zitong looked at the tearful girl in front of her with reddened eyes, her heart racing and even more painful, yet this pain seed not for the person standing before her.
"Yuan, my Yuan, it’s all our fault, if we had searched well back then, if we had published a missing person notice earlier, you wouldn’t have been left wandering outside for eighteen years!"
She cried, raising her hand to stroke the girl’s delicate cheek, a touch that seed different from the mory.
But Ning Zitong was willing to deceive herself.
"Yuan, my princess, my darling, co ho with us. You don’t have to work so hard outside anymore. There will be people to care for you, serve you, and you can imdiately regain the identity of the eldest Miss Mu!"
The girl seed moved, tears welling up in her eyes and gradually falling down.
"Mother..."
She called out softly.
Hearing this "Mother," Ning Zitong was so excited that she imdiately reached out to hug her.
"My princess!"
She cried out, tightly hugging the girl.
Feelings can’t deceive people, Ning Zitong deeply felt that the girl in her arms gave her a very familiar feeling.
This feeling is sothing a stranger could never provide!
Mu Jingheng watched on from the side, even though he didn’t believe this girl was Mu Qianyuan.
However, he also inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.
He calmly watched them, and the girl’s tear-filled eyes suddenly lifted, coincidentally eting Mu Jingheng’s gaze!
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