Chapter 2 Reporting

  Still Snow Mountain Villa, Mu Ao Yun's home.

  Just like his office, his home is also black and white overall.

  A three-story villa with an all-white exterior wall, European-style architecture, a black fence, and a gate made of two large iron gates engraved with large flowers.

  White is simple and elegant, black is steady and solemn, black and white blend together, stylish yet elegant.

  As you walk through the gate, you can't help but pause for a moment. A three-meter-wide bluestone path leads directly from the gate to the front of the house. On both sides of the path are two gardens enclosed by white railings. The branches in the garden are trimmed extremely neatly, and only one type of flower is planted - blue roses.

  Every rose stands still and blooms, like a clear sky, and like a blue sea. Walking into it is like floating on the clouds, and also like sinking into the deep sea.

  She walked into the villa as if she had entered a dream, and as she had expected, the interior decoration was simple and elegant, with an overall European style layout. The color scheme was a light warm tone, and in the living room on the first floor, there was a circle of off-white leather sofas surrounding a long rectangular white wooden coffee table.

  On the coffee table, a transparent crystal vase held a bouquet of freshly picked blue roses from the garden, with dew still on the petals, and the spacious and elegant living room was thus infused with a refreshing comfort.

  Being too surprised and beyond imagination makes people feel unreal, Tian Nuanyu is now in this state, and at this moment, she feels like she's not real either.

  Her gaze was cautious and careful, as if she feared that everything in front of her would disappear with just one blink of an eye. She slowly swept her eyes over every decoration in the room.

  Her gaze moved up to the second floor and froze.

  In front of a door on the right side of the escalator on the second floor, which was wide open, stood a girl about sixteen years old, with an expression that was one part curiosity, three parts disdain and five parts haughtiness.

  Barbie doll! Tian Nu Yu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as soon as she saw it.

  Tian Nuanyu knew that she was Mu Ao Yun's daughter - Mu Yu Xin.

  Mu Yu Xing stared at Tian Nuan Yu for a while, then hooked her index finger at her, indicating that she should go upstairs.

  Tian Nuanyu stepped slowly up the stairs covered with soft and thick carpet, and walked slowly to Mu Yu Xing's face.

  Mu Yu Xing stood still, but her big and bright eyes were wide open, the black pearl-like eyeballs jumping up and down, left and right in their sockets. Her head also shook back and forth, her gaze scanning Tian Nuan Yu from top to bottom, from outside to inside, as if with X-ray vision.

  Tian Nuanyu didn't mind her almost rude gaze, she quietly looked at Mu Yu Xin and sighed in her heart, God is really amazing, how can he create such a beautiful person.

  For Barbie, perhaps after the stunning feeling is over, interest will be lost, but Mu Yu Xing in front of us makes people's vision continue to be exciting, because she has vitality, she breathes, and she has more spirit than Barbie.

  "You're not pretty at all," said the breathing "Barbie doll" in a clear, tender and slightly childish voice.

  "Right." Tian Nuanyu wasn't angry.

  What she said was true, she herself is not pretty, and she knows that her appearance is really too ordinary, just like the phrase people often quote: even with a high-powered magnifying glass, you might not be able to find yourself in a crowd.

  She had been searching for a long time among many adjectives to find one that could describe her appearance, and finally managed to barely associate herself with the word "delicate".

  "But you don't look too bad after all."

  Thank you.

  What Mu Yu Xin said is also a fact, she did not inherit her mother's beautiful appearance, but her mother's fair and delicate skin was passed down to her. People often say that one white can cover up a hundred ugliness, no matter how unattractive the girl is, if her skin is fine and white, it won't make people feel too ugly.

  "Are you being honest? Or are you unhappy in your heart?" Mu Yu Xing asked with a tilted head.

  "Honestly, what you said is true, why wouldn't I be happy?" Tian Nuanyu replied with a sincere expression.

  Mu Yu Xing blinked and carefully looked at Tian Nuan Yu before raising her head to ask, "So do you think I'm pretty?"

  Tian Nuoyu couldn't help but laugh lightly: "Pretty, just like a Barbie doll."

  "Is this what you're talking about?" Mu Yu Xing turned around and walked into the room behind her, which had its door wide open. Tian Nuan Yu felt that Mu Yu Xing hadn't intended to stop her from entering the room, so she followed her in.

  Tian Nuoyu roughly scanned the room, which was entirely in a pink tone, walls, bedding, furniture, including curtains, all light pink, she guessed this should be Mu Yuxin's bedroom.

  Mu Yu Xing walked to a pink wooden cabinet about 2.5 meters high against the wall, stretched out her hand and "swished" open the two doors, turned around and looked at Tian Nuan Yu: "Which one looks most like me?"

  Tian Nuoyu's gaze fell on the cabinet, and she couldn't help but pause for a moment.