ifically for adopting those homeless and helpless children."Principal Sun opened the trunk, taking out the things he had bought before leaving. He skillfully led Mu Xing inside.He is obviously not he...Mu Xing glared at Ye Fei Bai, "Such a nuisance!"

"Even though a cat's scolding can be pretty charming, I'd rather hear you call my name." Ye Fei raised his hand with the check. "Come on, call it out, and I'll give you this."

Mu Xing clearly felt Ye Fei Bai's teasing, and coldly warned with a small face: "Give me the check right now, or don't blame me for beating you!"

The kitten is fuming again!

So cute!

Ye Fei Bai was admiring the fluffy, wild-haired kitten with a playful smile on his face, "If you're willing to hit me, go ahead."

Though it seems nonchalant, it has already secretly made preparations. After all, this wild cat never says hello before making a move.

As expected, the next second, the girl clenched her fist and attacked him.

Ye Fei Bai leaned back in his chair, hooking his toes under the tea table, and looked at Mu Xing languidly, "You little heartless one, you really went ahead and did it."

"Who made you so annoying!"

Her pretty face was full of anger.

Ye Fei Bai realized Mu Xing was truly angry. He immediately retracted his playful smile and handed her the check, "Alright, I'm not kidding anymore."

Mu Xing stared at Ye Fei Bai with a mix of disbelief and suspicion for a moment before going to take the check.

Noticing the ink stained on the fair hand reaching out, Ye Feibai's phoenix eyes narrowed. A dark light flashed across those amber eyes. Her fingers and even the back of her hand were covered in ink, clearly not from a painting.

"Plus what the appraiser said, that the painting was recently made, there's only one possibility left: she painted it!"

He still remembered his grandfather commenting on the painting with a poem:

The renowned master's brushstrokes dance with vibrant hues, summoning mountains and seas before our very eyes.

To be so praised by his grandfather, it shows that the young cat's artistic skills are exceptionally high, so high that it shocks him. After all, this young cat doesn't look to be more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

In his mind, the check in his hand had already been taken away. Ye Fei returned to his senses, and Mu Xing and Principal Sun just happened to push the door open and leave.

He sure runs fast!

Ye Fei Bai took out his phone and sent her a message: "Little Cat, don't forget our agreement, I'm waiting for your goodnight and good morning."

Then, he watched with interest the petite figure outside the door. As soon as she glanced at her phone, she abruptly turned back and made a fist-pumping gesture towards him through the glass.

Ye Fei Bai's lips curved into a smile, his amber eyes flashing with a spark of starlight.

It's really addictive fun.

- Walking to the car, Mu Xing handed the check to Principal Sun and said, "The money is collected. Go find your little uncle quickly."

The piece of paper, light as it seemed, felt like a million pounds in his hand. Principal Sun looked at Mu Xing with gratitude, "Mu Xing, I really don't know how to thank you. If you ever need anything from me, just ask. As for this money, I will definitely find a way to pay you back."

"You can pay back the money slowly, but you have to remember, I don't want dishonest money. Every penny you pay me back has to be earned by your own hard work."

She didn't want Principal Sun to take illegal and criminal actions to repay her money.

Principal Sun immediately solemnly promised: "Mu Xing, you can rest assured that from today onwards, I will be a good person, do things properly, and earn money honestly."

"Well then, go ahead!"

Mu Xing had no intention of getting on the bus.

Principal Sun asked, “Aren’t you coming with me I'm going to Yuzun Manor too, and it's convenient for us to go together.”

"No, I still have something to do." Mu Xing waved her hand and added, "By the way, about the favor I'm doing for you, don't let Uncle know!"

"Thank you."

Principal Sun bowed respectfully to Mu Xing, then turned and got into his car, driving away.

Mu Xing took out her phone, opened the map, entered the destination, and ran wildly following the navigation.

Half an hour later.

Mu Xing arrived at her destination, Anxin Noodle Shop, panting heavily.

Luckily, the noodle shop was still open, and she eagerly pushed the door in.

An Feng was wiping the table. Hearing the electronic welcome chime, he said without looking back, "Sorry, we're about to close."

Although there was no movement behind me, I could clearly feel that someone hadn't left.

An Feng turned back in confusion, and when he saw the person who came, his expression froze instantly. He gripped the cloth in his hand, trembling uncontrollably.

After a long while, he finally choked out in a trembling voice: "Miss."

When he saw her at the orphanage during the day, he only felt that she looked very much like his deceased wife, especially those eyes, which made him unable to look directly at them.

At this very moment, with her presence here, he knew, it wasn't just a resemblance, she was the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Mu, the eldest Miss Mu, Mu Xing.

But, wasn't she already dead

When the Mu family's fire was put out that year, when the police carried out the bodies, he saw them clearly. Fourteen in total, thirteen adults and one child.

An Feng was puzzled, yet more excited.

Thank goodness, Miss is safe and sound.

"Peak Uncle, it's been twelve years. How are you doing"

Mu Xing's gaze fell on An Feng. His head was full of white hair, and the youthful face he remembered was now etched with the marks of time. This shouldn't be what someone in their early forties should look like.

"Good." An Feng quickly wiped the bench. "Miss, please sit down. I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."

"No need to rush, Uncle Feng." Mu Xing said directly. "I'm here to ask you about the fire at my house twelve years ago."

An Feng's steps faltered, his hands gripping the apron tightly, "Miss, I quit half a month before the fire at the Mu family. I don't know anything about it."

Mù Xīng stated firmly, "No, when my house caught fire, you came."

An Feng's hand holding the apron trembled, "Miss, you got it wrong."

“No, I remember very clearly. At that time, my parents and everyone else were all unconscious. All the doors and windows in the house were locked. When I ran to the balcony to call for help, I saw you, Uncle Feng, arrive.”

Mu Xing stared deeply at An Feng, "You came to save people, but you left suddenly before entering the door. I guess Uncle Feng, you must have seen the murderer, so can you tell me, who is the murderer"

An Feng didn't deny it any further, leaning on the table and standing there silently. His face, etched with years of hardship, was full of agonizing struggle.

"Uncle Feng, I came back this time to investigate the truth about my house fire. Uncle Feng, please help me," Mu Xing pleaded.

An Feng was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: “I did come that day, but I left suddenly because something happened at home. I had to rush back, I really didn't see anything, I'm sorry Miss, I can't help you.”

"Uncle Feng..."

Mu Xing grabbed An Feng's sleeve. At this moment, the door of the noodle shop was suddenly pushed open, and a surprised voice came with "Welcome": "Mu Xing, how are you here"

Seeing An Jiamu striding towards her, Mu Xingwei was stunned, "Squad Leader"d serious, he quickly grabbed Fu Jingmo's wrist and bent it back, pulling the trigger!Fu Jingmo quickly dodged to the side, but the bullet still struck his shoulder. His narrow eyes flashed with inten...