"I've been rushing all day long, so I'm tired. Let's go back and rest. I'll see, your cousin has come back silently."

"Is my cousin back?"

Song Yiran raised his eyebrows. Could it be that there was something wrong with Mu Chenyu coming back at this time? The doubts in his heart flashed away, and Song Yiran quickly covered up his emotions and looked happy and expectant. It seemed that he was really taking Mu Chenyu as his family, which made Mu Shiyan more at ease.

His son had a good relationship with Song Yiran before. This time he issued an order to let his son come back, so as to ease the relationship between him and his niece. It is best to dispel her defense and remind her of the warmth of the past so that she can trust herself more.

How could Song Yiran not know about Mu Shiyan’s little abacus?

However, she did not intend to expose it, because in fact, Mu Chenyu was indeed not bad to Song before. Moreover, Mu Chenyu was really a type of person who had no ambitions and only pursued freedom. And sometimes, he always went too straightforward and simple.

Perhaps, Mu Chenyu, like Song Ming, would be a big accident.

With some secret expectation, Song Yiran followed Mu Shiyan and walked towards the magnificent mansion of the Mu family in a very good mood.

Such a place is so hidden and the building is antique, and it has a history of at least hundreds of years. If it is opened up, it is also good to be regarded as a tourist attraction. Find a superb hype team and build some refreshing things...

Oh, after thinking about it, I feel like a lot of money is drilling into my pocket.

This is a good way to make money, and maybe she can really do this.

The more Song Yiran thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. The big eyes were almost rolling with the RMB sign. Mu Shiyan was completely unaware of her thoughts and was still thinking about how to get the key from her niece.

Soon a few people arrived at the main hall where the Mu family used to enter. Before Song Yiran could walk in, he saw a young man in casual sportswear walking over quickly.

His short hair was neatly exhausted, and two buttons on the jacket were unbuttoned, revealing the white cotton vest inside. His sleeves were also rolled to his elbow, and he held the SLR that never left his body in his right hand. Seeing Song Yiran, he naturally curled his lips and showed a passionate smile.

"Xiao Ran, you are back."

The person who came was not someone else, but Mu Shiyan's son, Mu Chenyu.

"Brother Chen Yu."

Song Yiran greeted Mu Chenyu with a smile. Seeing his SLR with a top-notch configuration, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Mu Chenyu still only likes photography. I remember that he said that his dream was to become a top photographer.

Mu Chenyu prefers some real and terrifying shootings, such as going deep into the East African prairie, going to the battlefield to visit the battlefield photographer, or going to a barren place like Africa to shoot some terrifying things. Everything he does is accompanied by high risk, and he is even captured by the rebels again and almost shot.

But Mu Chenyu still has a fanatical hobby for photography. If it weren't for Mu Shiyan, he would have gone to the tropical rainforest long ago.

"Long time no see, why did Xiaoran lose weight again? Why didn't the children come with you?"

When Song Yiran mentioned his two treasures, his expression suddenly became complicated, and the smile on his face faded a little.

"When I encountered some things, I asked the children to go back. How long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?"

Song Yiran smiled and quickly brought the topic over. Mu Chenyu didn't notice anything wrong and changed the topic along the way.

Mu Shiyan finally felt relieved when he looked at the two people who had a great time.

"Chen Yu, Ranran, you two are chatting first. I'll go to rest. I'm old and my health is not as good as before. I feel powerless in everything I do."

"Yeah, uncle walk slowly."

Song Yiran turned around and greeted Mu Shiyan, and did not retract his gaze until others left. He lowered his head slightly, and his thick eyelashes drooped the cold light that flashed in his eyes at that moment.

"Xiao Ran, come and see. I took a lot of photos this time and came back."

Mu Chenyu held his SLR and looked at Song Yiran with excitement, looking impatient to offer treasure. Song Yiran quickly sorted out his emotions and followed with a smile.

Although Mu Shiyan didn't like what Mu Chenyu did, he didn't object too much. So the Mu family actually built a room for Mu Chenyu, and all the things he needed to take photos and some of the photos he had collected.

The two of them entered the room one by one, and Song Yiran looked up and saw a wide variety of photos everywhere.

"Last time I went to the East African prairie, I didn't expect to take a picture of a lion duel with a crocodile. It's so wonderful that you can't imagine."

Mu Chenyu said excitedly, and his hands were not stopping to flirt with his photos. His enthusiasm for photography was enough to make people burn, and even Song Yiran, a complete layman, could feel it.

Looking at Mu Chenyu quietly flirting with a bunch of photos, Song Yiran suddenly felt a little moved.

If she was born in an ordinary family, would Mu Shiyan really love herself as a relative and as her niece, and would not use herself so thoroughly because of her illusory status, rights and interests?

If she is an ordinary child, then she will definitely be particularly intimate with Mu Chenyu.

These days, it was just a flash of time in Song Yiran's mind. She knew what kind of intrigue and intrigue life she was facing.

The person who is immersed in warmth is fragile, and the fate waiting for her is only destruction.

She still has a lot of things to do, so she must not stop here. Even if she can't stand it, she will always get used to it.

What's more, she now has Li Shaoyan and children, these are her precious family affection. As long as she has them by her side, what's there to be afraid of?

They are her weakness, and they are also her armor.

"Xiaoran, Xiaoran, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"

Mu Chenyu's confusing tone made Song Yiran come to her senses. She quickly smiled and took the photo he had finally found in his hand and looked at it with relish.

I have to say that Mu Chenyu is a very talented photographer. He is good at grasping the soul of any scenery. Even if it is just a landscape picture, static, it is more outstanding than others. Because he uses his own feelings to analyze those scenery, then find their charm, and completely freeze them.

Those photos were really shocking, and Song Yiran admired Mu Chenyu's ability again.

"Cousin, it's amazing."

Song Yiran looked at Mu Chenyu and gave him a thumbs up and expressed his appreciation without hesitation. Mu Chenyu smiled even happier. What he liked the most was seeing someone liked the photos he took.

"Everything has a soul. As a photographer, I want to capture their souls and interpret them in the most perfect way. I have always loved this job, but it's a pity that Dad doesn't think it's a serious matter."

Mu Chenyu sighed helplessly, but his tone was not low, and there was still a stubborn and dazzling light in his eyes.

"Cousin, you won't give up, right?"

Song Yiran saw the answer from Mu Chenyu's expression, so she asked this now, rightly, knowingly.

"Yeah, I won't give up. No matter what Dad wants me to do, I won't give up photography. And I don't think I'm good at doing anything besides photography."

"For example, take over the Mu family's property, and the son inherits the father's business?"

Song Yiran asked with his head tilted and narrowed his eyes slightly. He seemed to be chatting casually, but in fact he was observing Mu Chenyu's expression. What was hidden behind the playfulness was the sharpness of insight into everything.

"You know, I have no interest in the company at all. Whether in the past or present, I just want to be a top photographer and freeze all the best scenery in the world in my camera. Although I know it's not easy, I will not give up."

Mu Chenyu's tone was extremely firm, as if Mount Tai would not change his mind even if it collapsed before it.

Song Yiran looked at him quietly, and after a long time, he spoke: "Cousin, you must stick to your dream."

Because of this, I will be less desperate about family affection. Because of this, I can find reasons to let you live a good life.

Song Yiran naturally couldn't say anything after that. She just looked at Mu Chenyu quietly. It was not until Mu Chenyu felt strange and couldn't help frowning before she smiled and looked away.

"How long will Xiaoran stay this time? When will Xiao Meng and Xiao Bao be taken over? I haven't seen them for a long time, I miss you very much. Do you still have any contact with their father?"

Because Mu Chenyu has been abroad for many years and has been diving into the world of photography, he will never come out easily. The places he goes are remote and without signals, so he will definitely not be able to contact him, so he is not clear about Song Yiran's affairs.

He thought Song Yiran had been single and had two children, so he asked this out of concern for his cousin.

"I've been with him. I missed so many years before, but fortunately I still have the chance to be together."

Song Yiran said with a smile on his face, his eyes full of tenderness and attachment. Mu Chenyu couldn't help but be happy. In fact, since he learned of Song Yiran's existence, he had always felt sorry for this cousin who was always stubborn and a little cold. Seeing that she was really happy, he felt relieved.

The two chatted for a long time before they said goodbye.

When Song Yiran returned to the yard where he lived, the first thing he did was to contact Li Shaoyan. He told him about his situation, and then listened quietly to Li Shaoyan.

"Xiao Meng misses you, and she clamors for mommy every day."

Li Shaoyan sighed helplessly. Thinking of the little princess who was tearful at home, she couldn't help but have a headache. I don't know what happened to her, but after she came back this time, she became very clingy. She always clamored for her mother, and she would have nightmares at night.

If Gong Ming hadn't taken over him to take care of Song Xiaomeng, he would have been worried that something would happen to Song Xiaomeng if this continued.

When Song Yiran heard Li Shaoyan's words, he felt sad.

She also missed Xiaomeng, and what she was most worried about was Song Xiaobao. Since Gong Jue informed Song Xiaobao that he was missing, her heart has been hanging high.

How is her little baby now?
Chapter completed!