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Chapter 219 Could it be his girlfriend? (Mumu)

At this moment, when Mu Mu calmed down, one could truly see a hint of boyishness in her.

She was only twenty-two years old, and according to the normal trajectory, she should have been enjoying university life like Han Ziyang.

Instead of experiencing the harsh realities of life for money.

For a moment, Shen Zhaoyi stared at Mu Mu's face, somewhat lost in thought.

You stayed up all night, how come you don't have any dark circles under your eyes?
Could it be that we can't tell because of skin color?
Of course, this thought only existed in his mind. From Lao Wang's perspective, who was unaware of the situation, his boss's eyes were full of this handsome young man.

It seems this person is the main focus recently, so we need to pay attention to them.

As time went by, the scenery outside the window began to look familiar.

It's right near the live streaming company.

Further ahead, Shen Zhaoyi could roughly discern the directions around her until she turned into the shared bicycle lane.

I've been here twice, but I haven't been able to drive in to see what it's like. Today, I finally understand why Mumu kept hesitating and didn't want me to drive him.

The road here is narrow, and there are also illegally built courtyard walls and clotheslines by residents on both sides.

Shen Zhaoyi never expected that there would be such a place with a sense of history in the bustling S City.

Further in, it's barely wide enough for one car to pass through.

Even pedestrians have to walk close to the wall.

It seemed that very few cars came in here. The residents on both sides, hearing the noise, all poked their heads out of their houses to see what was going on outside.

Old Wang was on high alert, afraid of hitting someone or scratching the car.

At the same time, you also need to spare some attention to look at the house number next to you.

After moving at a snail's pace for four or five minutes, it finally stopped outside a locked iron gate.

"Miss Shen, we've arrived."

Upon hearing Lao Wang's words, Shen Zhaoyi reached out and woke the person who was still asleep.

Mumu opened her eyes groggily.

He was so tired that he could hardly tell what was going on.

I was instantly jolted awake when I saw the view outside the window.

This is my own home...

His face instantly lost the relaxation he had when he was asleep, and his eyes were filled with unease and anxiety. He was afraid that he would see disgust or some other expression on Shen Zhaoyi's face later.

I got off the bus in silence, but the awkwardness I had anticipated did not happen.

Since there was no parking space and she was worried that this would delay other people from passing through, Shen Zhaoyi asked Lao Wang to drive the car out first, saying, "I'll contact you again when I'm done here."

"Ok."

Following instructions, Lao Wang didn't linger for a moment longer and left as soon as Mu Mu took out her keys.

Looking in the rearview mirror, you could see that the lock on the iron gate had been removed, and then Shen Zhaoyi stepped inside without any hesitation.

Next, the iron gate was closed, blocking his view.

Of course, it also kept out the stares of the neighbors.

A luxury car drove into the alley; that's quite a novelty.

Especially those who come down from above.

The group of middle-aged women exchanged glances and quickly huddled together to exchange information.

"Was that the Lin family boy just now?"

"It's him, but why is there a girl with him now?"

"Could it be his girlfriend?"

One of them shook his head, looking in the direction Old Wang left, "I don't think so. He always has a driver when he goes out; he must be someone important."

"Didn't Aunt Lin get taken away by ambulance yesterday? Could it be that she's short of money and planning to sell the house?"

"Oh, this child is pitiful."

"Who can argue with that? But even if she's a big shot, what would she do with a house here? It's completely useless."

“Who says it’s useless?” Another middle-aged woman immediately objected upon hearing this. “If we’re waiting for demolition compensation in this area, the minimum compensation will be seven figures or more. Maybe that’s what people are after.” After saying that, she even rubbed a few fingers together in a serious manner, making an exaggerated gesture.

But others obviously didn't believe it.

"After all these years, are you still hoping for demolition and relocation?"

"Of course, I heard about it not long ago..."

The topic quickly shifted from Mumu to whether or not to demolish it.

The small town wasn't soundproof, and the elderly women weren't trying to keep their voices down, so their conversations, more or less, reached Shen Zhaoyi's ears as she stood in the courtyard.

Mumu stood beside her, observing her expression, feeling extremely uneasy.

He carefully chose his words before speaking: "Sister, don't misunderstand. The aunties just like to get together and chat when they have nothing to do. They're not bad people."

Shen Zhaoyi knew, of course.

Real gossip isn't like that.

Moreover, it was these neighbors who found Grandma Mumu when she got lost.

The neighbors in the neighborhood, at most, would just be a little curious about this stranger.

She looked around. The courtyard was small, not even as big as the terrace at Biyue Bay. The corners were filled with flowers and plants, as well as some clay sculptures.

It's very similar to the tea set I gave myself last time.

Shen Zhaoyi guessed that these were probably little trinkets that Mu Mu usually made.

The main house is a two-story building with a lot of plaster peeling off the walls, revealing the pattern of the bricks inside, and it looks quite old.

But when Mumu opened the door, what she found inside was a completely different feeling.

The old-fashioned rattan sofa was covered with a simple cotton and linen cloth, and several thermos flasks were placed in the cabinet on the windowsill. At this moment, the midday sun shone on the coffee table.

A faint smell of medicine filled the air, mixed with the earthy scent of the yard.

It overlaps with the original appearance of my home in my memory.

Having witnessed too much extravagance in the city, being suddenly pulled back to this simple environment gave Shen Zhaoyi a sense of unreality.

Mumu quickly stepped forward, picked up the blanket that hadn't been tidied up on the sofa, and prepared to put it back in the inner room.

They also took away the messy things along the way.

"Sister, please make yourself at home. I'll be right out."

Shen Zhaoyi watched his flustered back and hummed in response.

The boy's embarrassment stemmed from not showing his best side to the people he cared about.

Back in his room, he was filled with regret. How could he have brought his sister home like that...?

But right now, there's no time for regrets.

The person is still waiting in the living room.

When Mu Mu came out again, she found Shen Zhaoyi standing in front of the cabinet, her gaze fixed on the photo frames displayed on it.

Almost every household has a small space like this to display photos of themselves or their relatives and friends.

The same applies to Su Ye's place and to "Yu Shan's place".

Almost all the photos on this shelf are of Mumu and his grandmother.

Only one is different.

Shen Zhaoyi took it down and examined it carefully.

The little boy in the photo looks familiar, like Mumu, but not quite.

She wanted to confirm the answer in her heart, but the photo frame in her hand was suddenly taken away.

"Sister, don't stand, sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."

This reaction.

Alright, no need to verify anymore.

It's Mumu.