Staring at her brother's eyes, Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she should fight for her rights.

Yan Zishu, behind this identity was a history of blood.

She was unwilling, unwilling to bear grudges against anyone, nor did she want to take revenge.

When Mu Xiaoxiao thought of this, a look of determination appeared on her face. "Brother, I don't want to affect my life because of these things. Perhaps, uncle has such thoughts, so he didn't tell me his true identity. Therefore …"

"So you don't want to take revenge, do you? You don't want to take revenge for your parents who died unjustly, do you? Xiaoxiao, did the Mu Clan raise you so ruthlessly, or is your heart only for those people from the Mu Clan?"

Yan Zimo was enraged, and his originally joyful eyes instantly burned with raging flames.

Looking at Yan Zimo in front of him, Mu Xiaoxiao shrank her neck.

She was afraid of Yan Zimo's gaze, afraid of his current appearance.

"Brother, you look so scary. Are you trying to … kill me?" Mu Xiaoxiao's word "kill" caused the anger in Yan Zimo's eyes to be drenched by an invisible basin of cold water.

Thinking of Li Shengqing's attitude towards Mu Xiaoxiao, Yan Zimerton felt that he was a bit of an asshole.

Li Shengqing wholeheartedly did not want Mu Xiaoxiao to know about these things, and did not want to involve her in these right and wrong. However, he wanted Mu Xiaoxiao to accept Yan Zishu's identity, accept all the grudges behind her identity, and even want her to take revenge with him …

"…"

Yan Zimo fell silent. He shouldn't have forced Mu Xiaoxiao.

He took a deep breath and looked out of the window. "Let's go back and see Uncle first. As for the rest, let Uncle decide …"

"Brother …"

Mu Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw his desolate information.

The scenery outside the window seemed to pass by in a flash. Seeing that Yan Zimo did not answer, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but lower her head. Perhaps her head was a little sour, she turned around and looked out of the window.

By now, they had reached the borders of B City.

At this moment, a special music sound came from Mu Xiaoxiao's mobile phone. It was Li Shengqing's exclusive ringtone.

Opening his bag, Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Yan Zimo and hurriedly picked up Li Shengqing's phone, "Xiaoxiao, are you alright now?"

Li Shengqing's voice from the phone made Mu Xiaoxiao's nose ache.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Even though she knew that he couldn't see, she still nodded.

Although she couldn't see Mu Xiaoxiao's expression, Li Shengqing heard the voice coming from the phone and knew that she seemed to be crying now. His heart was filled with rage, but he still chose to use a gentle tone to speak to Mu Xiaoxiao. "Xiaoxiao, don't cry. Give your brother the phone and let me talk to him."

Mu Xiaoxiao grunted and turned to look at Yan Zimo. "Shengqing wants to talk to you."

She looked like a child holding a phone and saying to him, "My father wants to talk to you." Yan Zi silently took the phone from her hand.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

'"Xiaoxiao is not as strong as you think. I know that you kidnapped her to get revenge for me deceiving you, but I have to tell you, even if I deceive you, this matter has nothing to do with Xiaoxiao. Don't impose your annoying feelings on her!"

Li Shengqing's attitude was tough, as if he wanted to bring Mu Xiaoxiao into his wings.

As Yan Zimo listened to Li Shengqing's words, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of gratification. Putting aside his identity of deceiving Mu Xiaoxiao, she really treated her well.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Zimo turned to look at Mu Xiaoxiao beside him and lightly pulled away a faint smile. "Don't worry, I won't pull my sister into this vortex."

"You want revenge? No matter what, I can help you. But Xiaoxiao is different. I don't want her to live in hatred and fear for the rest of her life. I don't want anyone to force her to do something she doesn't like."

Li Shengqing roared out at almost the same time.

Yan Zimo couldn't see his face, but he could imagine how angry he was. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll send you an address. Come over. As the son-in-law of the Yan Family, you must pay respects to the Yan Family's parents."

As Yan Zimo spoke, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Li Shengqing.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Zimo with eager eyes. She was really worried that Li Shengqing would be troubled after he came.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoxiao instantly became restless.

Feeling Mu Xiaoxiao's uneasiness, even her appearance was like a helpless child. Yan Zimo sighed softly and reached out to grab Mu Xiaoxiao's hand. However, he felt that her hand was exceptionally cold.

There was clearly no air conditioning in the car, so how could Mu Xiaoxiao be so cold?

Yan Zimo took off his suit and draped it over her body.

"Xiaoxiao, I won't force you to do something you don't want to do." His gentle gaze carried a bit of pity, and he tried his best to make his tone not look too cold, "Xiaoxiao, I won't force you to do something you don't want to do."

Mu Xiaoxiao trembled slightly. "Brother, can you leave Shengqing out of this? I don't want to involve him in the Yan Clan's affairs. Also, Brother, can you not take revenge?"

Revenge.

Massacre.

Human lives.

All of this was the price of blood. She could not understand that kind of world, and could not accept that her relatives and lovers were living that kind of life every day.

Her stunned gaze was as holy and bright as the moon in the lake, causing Yan Zimo to feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

After brushing through Mu Xiaoxiao's messy hair, he said gently, "Xiaoxiao, I must take revenge on my parents. Now, it's not something I can stop just by saying stop. I can't let them hurt you."

"Hurt me? You mean … they won't let us off?" Mu Xiaoxiao could hear the hidden meaning behind his words and could not help but be worried.

Nodding, Yan Zimo felt that she needed to know more so as to avoid more harm.

"Yes, back then, they killed our entire family. Now, knowing that I'm still alive, they're already secretly dealing with me." In his calm tone, he could not tell how much danger was hidden, but Mu Xiaoxiao knew that it was extremely dangerous.

With some fear and worry, Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her head to look at the big palm that grabbed her. She was also worried and afraid, "Brother, isn't it very dangerous? If it's too dangerous, let's leave Beijing City and China together, okay? Whether it's going to the United States, Britain or Australia, it's fine."

"Huh?" She looked at him probingly?

"…"

Yan Zimo stared blankly at her and did not answer her.

He really couldn't bear to see her now worried and afraid.

Perhaps it was wrong for him to recognize her?

Just as Yan Zimo was deeply suspicious, the person in front of the car tapped on the sound barrier and told him, "Young Master Yan, the place is here."

"Xiaoxiao, let's go see Uncle." Even though Yan Zimo had some doubts and regrets in his heart, since he had walked to this point, he had no choice but to continue walking.

Mu Xiaoxiao watched Yan Zimo walk out of the car and felt a little disappointed.

He disappeared without answering the question just now.

"Alright." She said disappointedly.

Entering Jing Ya's villa, Mu Xiaoxiao found that this place was really secluded, and could even be described as quiet. Yan Zimo led her through the living room and into the flower hall. Immediately, the smell of grass came from the flower hall.

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the flower hall and noticed that a person was sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing them.

Yan Zimo walked to the person in the wheelchair and squatted down. His deep eyes looked at the person in front of him with some respect, "Uncle, I brought the book back."

"Zishu is back?" Second Uncle Yan was stunned and turned to look at Mu Xiaoxiao behind him.

Similar faces, similar figures.

Second Uncle Yan trembled slightly, as if he had seen someone, "Zi Xuan."

"Uncle, she is Zishu, not Mom." Yan Zimo walked in front of Mu Xiaoxiao, who seemed rather reserved, and pulled her hand to Second Uncle Yan's side.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Second Uncle Yan in front of her, looked up at Yan Zimo, and saw him nod.

"Uncle."

Mu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, which was why she called him.

"Good, good." Second Uncle Yan's eyes were slightly wet, "It's good to be back."

"Uncle, Zishu's husband is expected to arrive in half an hour. I'll get someone to cook something delicious. In the evening, we'll get together as a family."

Yan Zimo patted Mu Xiaoxiao on the shoulder as if he was encouraging her.

"Zishu is married? That's right, Zishu has 25 this year. He should have a husband." Second Uncle Yan was stunned, and he raised a kind smile.

Standing at the side, Housekeeper looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes also slightly moist. "Master, Miss has just returned, shouldn't I let Miss rest for a while?"

"Right, right, Zishu, you must be tired. It will take you two hours to come from Beijing. It must be a hard journey, right? Housekeeper, take Miss upstairs to have a rest." Uncle Yan stroked Mu Xiaoxiao's head, his face filled with joy.

Housekeeper nodded. "Miss, follow me."

"Yes."

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded and looked at Second Uncle Yan, "Uncle, I'm going to rest first."

"Go, go." Second Uncle Yan's kind gaze shone on Mu Xiaoxiao. He was very gratified in his heart. After finding Zishu's poor child, he finally gave an explanation to his brother and sister-in-law.

Mu Xiaoxiao was brought to a room in the middle of the second floor by Housekeeper. "Miss, this is the room that Master has been preparing for you, just waiting for Miss to come home one day."

"Uncle, did he not think that I might have died twenty-five years ago?" Mu Xiaoxiao stared at Housekeeper in front of her. Could it be that this room had been prepared for twenty-five years?

"Miss, as long as Master is alive, this room will be prepared for you. Unless Master and Young Master are no longer here. This room … Miss, I'm sorry I spoke too much. Miss, go in and take a look. There are gifts that Master and Young Master have prepared for you all these years."

Housekeeper opened the door, as if he had opened a dream immortal realm.

Mu Xiaoxiao walked into the Immortal Realm and looked at everything in front of her in astonishment.

"Miss, please rest."

Housekeeper closed the door and let Mu Xiaoxiao slowly appreciate everything inside.

The room was very big, with a small living room and a bedroom separated by bead curtains. Mu Xiaoxiao looked at everything in front of her and found it very unbelievable.

The living room was filled with plush toys of all sizes and pink European round tables that girls liked.

Mu Xiaoxiao crossed the living room and lifted the bead curtain.

Mu Xiaoxiao stared at the European style princess bed in front of her, luxurious and beautiful. She walked to the bedside and picked up the big bear on the bed. The soft bear filled the girl's pink heart.

Uncle and brother, they are really diligent.

Outside the room, Yan Zimo listened to Housekeeper's words and nodded. "Go, Xiaoxiao's husband will be here soon. This room is indeed not enough for the two of them to sleep in."

"Alright."

Housekeeper immediately walked towards the guest room on the second floor.

Downstairs, Second Uncle Yan raised his head to look at Yan Zimo, who was walking down.

"Zimo, who is Zishu's husband?"

"Uncle, Zishu's husband is one of the Four Young Masters of the capital, Li Shaoli Shengqing. According to my estimation, he should have already come. I'll go outside and take a look first. I'll bring him to meet you later."

"Go." Second Uncle Yan nodded with a smile.

When Yan Zimo walked into the villa, he did not see Li Shengqing's car outside.

He looked at his watch.

"Half an hour. Did I overestimate you?"

Yan Zimo pursed his mockery. Just as he was laughing coldly, someone slapped him on the back. He suddenly turned around and felt a gust of wind from his fist.