Mu Tianen entered the classroom. From the moment she entered this floor, she could sense a tense atmosphere. It was very quiet. The people in the corridor outside were also in a rush. She looked at the other classrooms and saw them all lowering their heads to read seriously.

Mu Tianen sat down, looked around at the people who were studying, approached Qiu Ziyi, and asked, "What's wrong with them?"

Qiu Ziyi looked up and saw that Mu Tianen had regained her usual lively spirit. She smiled helplessly. As expected, she did not listen to what she said yesterday. "Tianen, did you remember the class director said that we will have the mid-term exam next Wednesday?"

"Did he say it? I didn't pay attention." Mu Tianen took out the chocolate from the Eight Treasure Bag, opened the sugar paper, stuffed one into Qiu Ziyi's mouth, and ate one herself. "Then you can keep studying now."

Mu Tianen did not panic at all. She slowly put the bag away, took out her phone, and sent a message to Leng Yan.

Seeing this, Qiu Ziyi did not show any other expression except smiling, because she was very clear about the reason why Mu Tianen was calm and composed, because she had already learned all the knowledge of this semester.

After school at noon, Mu Tianen waved goodbye to Qiu Ziyi and rushed out of the door, running downstairs.

Leng Yan parked his car in front of the teaching building and leaned against the door frame of the passenger seat. He looked down at his phone and waited for Mu Tianen.

"Young Master."

Leng Yan heard a gentle voice. He did not raise his head but recognized who the one was. He only raised his head after sending the message.

"Young Master, why are you here?" Yang Qian'er smiled gently.

"Waiting for someone. What's wrong?" There was no expression on Leng Yan's face, which was as handsome as a sculpture.

Yang Qian'er was used to such a cold attitude. It was not that she did not care, but that she could not change it. It was also because Leng Yan had this kind of expression towards everyone other than his family.

"Are you waiting for Mu Tianen?" She guessed.

"Yes." Leng Yan looked past Yang Qian'er and looked into the distance. Hearing the familiar footsteps, his thin lips rose, and his deep but cold eyes were replaced with a faint smile that was as dazzling as a blooming epiphyllum.

Even though it was just a light smile, it made his already handsome face full of charm.

In Yang Qian'er's eyes, it was both shocking and gentle. Even when he saw the people from Leng family, Leng Yan did not have such a smile.

Then, Yang Qian'er heard a sweet call from behind.

"Brother Yan, you're here."

Mu Tianen saw Yang Qian'er when she walked closer. She suddenly stopped smiling and said seriously, "Hello, Teacher Yang."

"Student Mu." Yang Qian'er turned around and smiled.

"Young Master, I won't disturb you any longer," Yang Qian'er said to Leng Yan.

"Okay."

Seeing Leng Yan's quite different attitude, Yang Qian'er could only bitterly leave, her hands slightly clenched.

Mu Tianen placed her hands behind her back and pouted as she watched Yang Qian'er leave. "Brother Yan, why is Teacher Yang calling you Young Master?"

"Her parents are working for the Leng Clan. She is just doing it like her parents. Let's go," Leng Yan said as he opened the car door for Mu Tianen.

"Alright." Mu Tianen asked, "What are we going to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Leng Yan bent down and looked at the smiling face with a smile.

Mu Tianen bit her lower lip and thought, "Something spicy."

"Sure," Leng Yan raised his eyebrows.

Yang Qian'er, who had not gone far, could hear the conversation between the two of them. Because Leng Yan's tone was too gentle and soft as if he would scare Mu Tianen if he spoke louder, she could not help but look back.

Just then, she saw Leng Yan reach out to pinch Mu Tianen's face with a bright smile. His movements were very gentle as if he was treating a treasure.

Only then did Yang Qian'er know that it was not that Leng Yan was not gentle, it was just that the person who was treated gently was not herself. Her heart was very bitter and sour as if there was an invisible big hand that was pinching it.

Yang Qian'er quickly retracted her gaze. She was afraid that if she continued to look at them, she would lose control. She lowered her head and quickly walked in the direction of her dormitory.

When they arrived at the destination, Leng Yan got out of the car first and opened the door for Mu Tianen. He gave the key to the doorman, then held Mu Tianen's hand and went in, asking for a private room.

They finished ordering food and after the waiter left, Leng Yan asked, "En En, do you really not need Yang Qian'er to help you practice your pronunciation and hearing?"

Mu Tianen tasted the tea with both hands holding the teacup. Hearing this, she frowned and put it down. She got up and sat down beside Leng Yan. She held his handsome face with both hands and rubbed it and said, "Brother Yan, do you not believe me?"

Leng Yan was not unhappy at all. He put his hands around Mu Tianen's slender waist to prevent her from falling backward. Although he knew that Mu Tianen was a martial arts practitioner and the possibility of this was close to zero, it felt comfortable to touch her waist and it was reasonable to touch her.

"No." Leng Yan said with a smile, "It was Ah Heng who called me last night to ask about you. I thought you were worried about the mid-term exam."

The smile on Mu Tianen's face instantly disappeared when she heard this. She put her hands around Leng Yan's neck, lowered her head, and rested her forehead on his left shoulder. Her sweet and sticky voice was a little depressed. "No, it's about Master."

Leng Yan did not ask anxiously. He used a bit of strength in his hands and lifted Mu Tianen up, placing her on his lap.

"En En, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it." Leng Yan had never seen Mu Tianen in such a low mood, so he didn't want to ask.

Mu Tianen adjusted to the most comfortable sitting position, she leaned her head on his left shoulder, listening to his steady heartbeat and slowly telling the whole thing.

In the process of Mu Tianen telling the thing, Leng Yan felt her voice choked several times. That was when she blamed herself and said she did not help the six senior brothers and sisters. At those moments, he raised his hand and patted her back.

After listening to her patiently, Leng Yan reached out to pick up the teacup, lowered his head, and brought it to her mouth. Mu Tianen took a sip of the tea.

Leng Yan put down the cup and whispered, "I will investigate with you. We will find out eventually."

Mu Tianen nodded obediently in Leng Yan's arms, then looked up and asked, "Brother Yan, do you think I should continue to ask Mommy? From her, we can get to know something that we can't find out, but I am afraid that it will hurt her feelings."

"The reason why Aunt Wen Jia doesn't want to tell you might be that she doesn't want to bring danger to you. Go back and have a good talk with her. It's not good to hide things." Leng Yan suggested.

Mu Tianen thought about it and felt that it made sense. She would talk about it when she went back at night.

Someone was knocking on the door, Mu Tianen got up from Leng Yan's arms, regained her energy, and prepared to have a big meal.

In Mu family's restaurant, Mu family's five people were as happy as usual.

After dinner, Mu Tianen looked at her mother. "Mommy, shall we go out for a walk to digest the food?"

The other three in Mu family did not say anything. Wen Jia secretly sighed. What should come would still come. "Okay."

Mu Tianen smiled and walked out holding her mother's hand.

Watching them walk away, Mu Zongwen looked at his son. "What's wrong?"

According to Mu Zongwen's tone, he was certain that his son knew the reason.

Mu Tianyu also wanted to know, so she did not immediately leave to do his work.

"It was about Tianen's Master," Mu Tianheng said.

Mu Zongwen's heart sank. He had guessed correctly. He had not heard wrongly last night, his wife was calling Ah Qing.

Mu Tianheng and his sister noticed that their father's expression had turned ugly.

"Dad, do you know what it is?"

Although Mu Tianheng did not ask Mu Tianen, it did not mean that he did not want to know.

Mu Tianyu was also waiting for an answer.

"That was a very tragic story," Mu Zongwen sighed.

In the back garden, the mother and daughter did not speak but walked slowly.

Mu Tianen was waiting for her mother to say something first, and Wen Jia was thinking about how to start. She knew that her daughter was waiting for her to speak.

As they approached the pavilion and sat down, Wen Jia finally spoke, "Sweetie."

"Yes."

"Did your Master tell you about her past?" Wen Jia raised her head to look at the night sky. The sky was filled with bright stars and the feeling of missing someone flashed across it.

"No," Mu Tianen shook her head. "Master never tells us anything about herself. Besides teaching us, she doesn't speak very often. But she loves us very much."

Wen Jia recalled the past years. The first five years when her youngest daughter was sent to Mount Qingyun, it was Yuan Qing who brought her down the mountain. In the later years, when she left, Yuan Qing would also come to see her. But all these years, the topic between them was about the younger daughter.

Wen Jia felt a little guilty. She felt that her friend had forgotten everything in the past. She had never asked her what would she do in the future.

She failed to be a competent friend.

Wen Jia raised her hands to cover her face, and a burst of pain rose in her chest.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" Mu Tianen was anxious. She stood up and approached her mother.

Wen Jia let go of her hands and pulled Mu Tianen to sit down. A nostalgic expression appeared on her face. "When your Master was young, she was a peerless beauty. She was intelligent and also very powerful. She was a walking encyclopedia. Her physical fitness was good, her personality was carefree, and she was forthright. Therefore, she was very popular."

"But I was very dull and quiet. I only know how to study. It was her who changed me, but the unfortunate track started when she chose to go abroad to further her studies."

Wen Jia's face was filled with grief, and her eyes gradually turned red. "That was the last year she went abroad. At that time, the first snow had just fallen and it was near the end of the year. She said that she would bring a new year's surprise back. In fact, her parents and I guessed that she must have had a boyfriend. We were happy for her because her original wish was to travel around the world alone."

"When she came back, there was indeed one more person. It was her boyfriend, Wei Li, a demon."

When she said this, Wen Jia really couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears of sorrow slid down from her already red eyes. She choked and couldn't continue. "Wu wu wu...He... was too ruthless."

Mu Tianen bit her lower lip and quickly wiped the tears off her mother's face with both hands.

Wen Jia took a few deep breaths. She couldn't control her tears, but the sobs in her throat dissipated a little. She said, "I had something to do that day, so I didn't go to the airport to pick her up. I rushed directly from Nanyang City to Cloud City. I didn't know what happened to Yuan Family that night, but when your father and I rushed to Yuan Family, it was a sea of fire."

"I was in a panic and breakdown on the ground. If your father wasn't there, I wouldn't have been able to move at all. He reminded me that there were still people in Yuan Family, so I remembered that your Master once took me through Yuan Family's secret passage."

"Fortunately, the fire in the secret passage is very small. We used the fire extinguisher in the car to extinguish the fire. Coincidentally, the housekeeper came out with the unconscious Ah Qing. The housekeeper's entire back was still burning. If he hadn't desperately saved your Master, she would have also been burned in the sea of fire."