Chapter 131: Chapter 132: Birthday

If she remembers correctly.

Isn’t today her birthday?

This jerk treats the birthday girl like that?

Mu Ran met her sister-in-law’s questioning gaze, hugged her snacks, and left this trouble spot.

She didn’t want to stay with this couple.

“Hey, wait, I’m not holding it against you, let me see what that guy looks like.” Feng Qikuo quickly grabbed her, Mu Ran was having her first romance, and she was dying of curiosity.

“Very handsome!”

“How handsome, let me see.” Feng Qikuo had met many young girls obsessed with romance, many looked quite ordinary.

But in their eyes, it was as if there was a hundred-level filter.

Even a river sprite could be praised as an immortal.

Mu Ran took out her phone and showed her a photo of her and Xiao Yu’an: “How is it, not bad, right?”

“Xiao Yu’an?” Feng Qikuo asked hesitantly.

“Yes, why?”

“…No reason.” Feng Qikuo recalled recently meeting Old Sir Xiao, who asked her whether there was a suitable girl for Xiao Yu’an.

“What’s up?” Mu Ran was most annoyed when people stopped mid-sentence.

Mu Dixin immediately stood in front of Feng Qikuo: “Go eat your junk food.”

Mu Ran: “…”

Crazy.

Mu Ran hugged her snacks and drinks and moved to another meeting room.

She slightly bowed to the police, “Thank you very much.”

“You’re Xiao Jin’s aunt, we treat our coach’s family quite well.” The police officer laughed.

Mu Ran thought, that’s why she received such good treatment at the police station.

They not only arranged a meeting room but also provided food and drink.

Turns out she benefited from Xiao Jin.

All the snacks Xiao Jin wouldn’t eat, she ended up eating them all.

In the meeting room at the police station, Mu Ran’s gaze gradually became vacant.

She really just wanted to act well.

Closing her eyes, Mu Ran felt a bit tired, fatigue emanating from her soul.

*

Mu Dixin said to Feng Qikuo with curiosity, “She has such a good temper today.”

“But she’s not very happy today.” Since meeting Mu Ran, Feng Qikuo always felt she was vivid, resilient.

Today, she seemed a bit weary.

“Stop bothering Xiao Ran.”

“I’m not bothering her, she’s doing fine inheriting the family business at home, insists on venturing out, getting criticized by so many people.” Mu Dixin never understood Mu Ran’s mindset.

At home, she’d be respected by many.

But going out, anyone could step on her.

Many times he wanted to sue those online trolls and wanted to grab Mu Ran back to stay at home well.

“Xiao Ran has her dreams, she’s pursuing freedom, if you as her brother can support her, your relationship will be better.” Feng Qikuo persuaded helplessly.

She’s repeated this countless times with him.

To little effect.

“When our child is born, if they want to pursue dreams, you better not stop them.”

“I definitely won’t stop them.”

The experts say to guide children well, he worked hard to instill the idea that home is good from an early age, should they grow up and still be as crazy as Aunt Mu Ran, he couldn’t say much except blame bad family genetics for rebellious kids.

While his wife was chatting with Mu Ran’s junior and juniors about how to deal with Mu Ran’s past black marks.

Mu Dixin also secretly took out his phone, opened Weibo.

Chatting with Mu Ran’s fan group fans, “Rampage Beautiful Girl” had fewer departures this time.

Each was striving to help Mu Ran clarify things.

Fans were organizing information, don’t underestimate the power of fans, like a PR company, many Rampage Beautiful Girl fans were career women, decisive in their actions,

Echoing the influencer’s character.

Previously, Mu Dixin managed a lonely fan group alone, seeing so many now liking Mu Ran, felt comfort.

“What are you doing? Being sneaky.” Feng Qikuo suddenly spoke up.

Mu Dixin, tense, his pupils slightly trembled: “Assistant sent a message, I’m handling some things.”

“Oh.” Feng Qikuo felt a bit suspicious but didn’t investigate further.

Mu Dixin watched her continue busying herself, let out a breath.

If his wife knew he was mixing in Mu Ran’s fan group every day, regardless of weather or other situations, signing in, also responsible for most offline and online spending for fans, she’d definitely mock him.

Might even tell Mu Ran.

If Mu Ran found out…

Mu Dixin shivered all over, afraid of imagining how wonderful the scene would be.

While everyone was busy, a super cute child walked into the police station.

——The Wind God Wendy!

With iris blue gradient hair, a green hat, the Cecilia flower on his head, made his chubby cheeks appear even cuter.

His slightly raised lips softened the heart.

As he moved, he raised the three-dimensional flower petal-shaped golden embroidery cape, a white shirt, brown waist belt, and gems dotted throughout, making him appear more refined.

Shorts and white stockings with small leather shoes, took cuteness to another level.

When he stood in front of Mu Ran, Mu Ran was stunned, my goodness, he was exactly what a young Wind God would look like, ah, ah, ah, so cute.

Help!!!

Mu Ran was rendered speechless by someone’s cuteness for the first time.

Turns out people with high looks, cosplays looked this good?

Literally a divine replica.

Mu Ran really loved Wendy, now looking at Xiao Jin, overwhelmed by his beauty.

So good-looking.

The Wendy from the Elf Clan seemed to have materialized before her.

“Aunt, happy birthday, may the Wind God always protect you.”

“Oh my God.” Mu Ran’s eyes were slightly scorching, a fictional character coming to life, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Chu Xijin’s lips slightly curled.

The police, Mu Dixin, and Feng Qikuo also came to look at Chu Xijin, truly good-looking, even though most weren’t familiar with Wendy, seeing Xiao Jin’s appearance, everyone would love this character,

Gentle and beautiful.

Mu Ran observed his costume, truly moved, a little boy unwilling to wear short sleeves, yet willing to cosplay for her, wearing a wig, a braided wig, in shorts and white stockings.

“I really like your gift.”

“Glad you like it.”

“Give me a hug.”

Mu Ran felt quite lucky, losing contact with her gentle beautiful sister, yet Xiao Jin healed her soul.

Unexpected emotion, truly lethal.

Feng Qikuo now pregnant, became soft and sensitive, watching them hug, she cried: “I want a child like Xiao Jin.”

Mu Dixin said nothing.

The probability was too low.

Xiao Jin was only five, emotion quotient and intelligence, surpassing a lot of young people, too rare.

Quietly took out his phone, snapped a photo of them.

His sister having such a moving moment on her birthday, Mu Dixin was also grateful to Xiao Jin.

At least, the family bond Xiao Ran hadn’t felt seemed somewhat made up in Xiao Jin.

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