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Yu Wenqing tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I have a lot of things I want to learn, such as dancing, I don't know if the teacher can do it."

"Yes." Mu Nian lowered her eyes slightly, and a mocking emotion flashed across her eyes.

Since she was a child, she was raised as Fu Sinian's wife. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and dancing is of course not a problem. At that time, the Fu family spent a lot of money to let her learn.

So, she learned.

In fact, she did well in her studies and won several awards.

Yu Wenqing's eyes lit up; "I want to perform two events in the school's activities, one is playing the piano and the other is dancing. At the beginning, I will play the piano first, and then dance when the tune is played. What do you think?"

"stage show?"

Yu Wenqing didn't expect Mu Nian to know stage plays, and he became more excited all of a sudden: "Yes, teacher, do you know?"

"Well, maybe a little bit." Mu Nian didn't dare to promise, after all, after so many years, she wasn't sure if she was still as flexible as before.

"Great, you are my angel!"

"Your angel is not me." Mu Nian paused, "It's Gu Yuheng."

Yu Wenqing was stunned.

Mu Nian didn't explain anything, and went upstairs on her own.

Yu Wenqing likes Mu Nian very much—or, he admires her very much, and he really wants to study hard with her, but he always feels that she is not happy when she comes here, and is always depressed.

Yu Wenqing couldn't help walking towards her mother-in-law: "Mother-in-law, don't you feel that Teacher Mu Nian's mood is very strange?"

The mother-in-law smiled and said: "She is already a person who has entered the society, not a child. You can't see what she has experienced from your own perspective and position, can you?"

Hearing this, Yu Wenqing nodded in understanding.

He really shouldn't speculate on Mu Nian based on his own state.

……

night.

Mu Nian had already fallen asleep, and Yu's parents also returned to the villa.

Yu Wenqing had just finished practicing the piano and was about to go back to her room when she was taken to the study by the housekeeper.

The Yu family's study room is very large. In the five-meter-high room, there are fixed bookshelves on two walls, and the side of the floor-to-ceiling windows has no shelter. During the day, there is scorching sun and at night, there is gentle moonlight.

at this time.

Yu's parents were sitting on the sofa with their backs facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

When the two saw Yu Wenqing walking in, their eyes were very complicated.

Yu Wenqing was a little puzzled, he walked slowly, facing them with a smile: "Dad, Mom, you are back, what can I do for you?"

"Gu Yuheng is dead." Yu's father looked at Yu Wenqing with burning eyes, "Is the woman who came to teach you called Mu Nian?"

Gu Yuheng... died?
Yu Wenqing was stunned. He looked at his parents dumbfounded: "Dead, dead? Brother Yuheng is dead? Why did he die? How did he die? He..."

"Is that woman called Mu Nian?" Yu's father just asked again in a deep voice.

"Yes." Yu Wenqing had no choice but to answer.

"Have a good relationship with her. When necessary, you can even turn her into your woman. You have to remember, as long as she is by your side, you will be escorted by an aircraft carrier in your life."

Hear this.

Yu Wenqing's heart was inexplicably astringent.

He smiled wryly and lowered his head: "Dad, do you know what you are talking about? She is my teacher, between me and her..."

"You'd better go back to your room now, use the search engine to search carefully, and find out what the word "Munian" really stands for." Yu's father said to him in an extremely stern tone.

In Yu Wenqing's memory, his father never seemed to have spoken to him so harshly.