Urban Unlimited Choice System

However, Bai Huang was only a little confused for a while. After all, it was someone's family business, and he couldn't ask too much.

He is only staying at Mu's house temporarily, and he may leave soon, but doing his own thing is the most important thing.

At about seven o'clock, Bai Huang left the school and walked over to a night market.

By the way, I bought a soup noodle in the night market. Baihuang finally came to a place called Hollow Lake, and sat on the slope grass beside the lake while eating noodle soup.

Baihuang doesn't have any familiar friends, so he often comes here at night to sit and meditate, which can make his mood very leisurely and think about the future.

Since he got the system, it was only the second day that his life had been turned upside down.

Not only did he live in the Mu family, which is known as a super wealthy family, but he also seemed to be regarded as a door-to-door son-in-law, and the object was Mu Qianlian, who was regarded as a goddess by countless people.

After all, this was tricked by his deceased parents.

When the pace of life slowed down a little, Bai Huang still planned to leave Mu's house, after all, it was not his own home.

Speaking of this point, I'm angry. The system somehow gave him an option to sell the house, otherwise he would be homeless like this now?

But I have to say that Mr. Mu Lin is really interesting and kind to him, so that Bai Huang will subconsciously regard Mu Lin as his grandfather.

Family love, it has disappeared for many years from the white wasteland

After this free time, Bai Huang stayed on the grass by the lake until more than ten o'clock in the evening. During this time, he spent most of the time watching the night scene and occasionally thinking about things from his childhood.

"The master is calling! The master is calling!"

In the white waste pocket, a ringing bell rang.

When I took it out, the screen displayed the phone number of a stranger, but Bai Huang probably guessed who it was.

He connected the call, and before Bai Huang could speak, he spoke in the tone of a kind old man; "Xiao Huang, when are you going to come back, or do you want to live outside?"

Since Bai Huang hadn't returned to Mu's house all day today, Mu Lin was somewhat worried, wondering if Bai Huang was not used to it.

Hearing this, he glanced at his phone again, and Bai Huang realized later that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

"Father, I'll go back later." Bai Huang replied.

He could hear the worry in Mu Lin's tone, which surprised him. He didn't expect Mu Lin to care about him so much.

Thinking about it carefully, since his parents would have been friends with Mu Lin back then, it must have represented Mu Lin's excellent character.

When he got up, Bai Huang patted off some grass that stuck to his body.

It's getting late, it's time to go back.

He took a random taxi by the side of the road, and after a while, Bai Huang returned to the area where Mu's house was.

I have to say that the Mu family's security is still quite strict. There are many bodyguards stationed around the villa, and it is impossible for ordinary people to approach.

"Master Baihuang!"

"Master Baihuang!"

Those bodyguards all knew Bai Huang, and at the same time they regarded Bai Huang as a young master, and they were all respectful when they saw Bai Huang coming back.

Bai Huang was not used to this kind of treatment, but he didn't say much. This is the professional requirement of being a bodyguard.

After a while, Bai Huang entered the villa hall and saw Mr. Mu Lin sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Young people are basically looking at their mobile phones while sitting on the sofa, while the older generation likes to read newspapers. This is an age difference phenomenon.

"Master, you haven't returned to your room to rest yet." Bai Huang said as he walked over.

"Come here, come here, come and sit, it's just in time for your kid to come back." Mu Lin waved his hand to say hello, and then shouted towards the kitchen: "Little pity, bring out another bowl of lotus seed soup!"

lotus seed soup?

Hearing this word, Bai Huang, who just came in, didn't understand the situation.

After a while, Mu Qianlian slowly walked out of the kitchen with a plate on which was placed three bowls of lotus seed soup.

Later, Mu Qianlian brought two bowls of lotus seed soup to Mu Lin and Bai Huang respectively, and tasted the last bowl in silence.

"This is the lotus seed soup made by my granddaughter, try it quickly." Mu Lin said with a smile.

"Yeah." Nodding in reply, Bai Huang picked up the lotus seed soup in front of him and tasted it.

Wow!

The moment the lotus seed soup entered his throat, Bai Huang was shocked. How could this taste so good? It didn't look like lotus seed soup at all. How did Mu Qianlian make it?

If nothing else, in terms of cooking, Bai Huang had to admire from the bottom of his heart, refreshing his taste buds again and again.

"How is it, not bad."

Mu Lin also saw Bai Huang's surprise. This is his granddaughter's specialty. Could it be that he can't conquer Bai Huang?

"Compared to that, the lotus seed soup I made before is not for people to drink at all." Bai Huang smiled wryly.

The reason why Bai Huang said this was definitely not to flatter Mu Qianlian, but simply to tell the truth, and he had to admit it.

Chatted with Mu Lin in the hall for a while, and when it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, Mu Lin went back to his room to rest.

As for Mu Qianlian and Bai Huang, they went upstairs at about the same time. The rooms they lived in were next to each other, so they could immediately know what happened.

On the way back to the room, Mu Qianlian didn't intend to talk to Bai Huang. It seemed that the two of them had nothing to do with each other other than the relationship between them. They were very unfamiliar.

The fact is that the two are indeed very strange.

Entering his room, Bai Huang took a hot shower in the bathroom.

Boys, it only takes a few minutes to take a bath, just flip a few times and you're done.

With nothing to do, Bai Huang was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone, and found that many people in his chat software were in Aite himself.

When I clicked in, I found that the chat group was very lively because of a few photos, and it was always full of news.

Those few photos weren't any strange photos, they were just a group photo of Bai Huang and Chu Li sitting together.

From the point of view of the photos, it should be taken by some students in the library at that time. Speaking of which, they all took very good photos, and the angles were excellent. Those who didn’t know it thought they were taken by professional photographers.

Bai Huang didn't care too much about this. Although everyone in the group was spreading rumors about whether he knew Chu Li, there was nothing to explain. The more you explained, the more suspicious you would become.

Then, Bai Huang opened a live broadcast software on his mobile phone. Usually, he likes to watch some relatively interesting live broadcasts, such as survival in the wilderness.

As soon as Bai Huang entered, he saw that the homepage was recommending a PK live broadcast, and the popularity was quite high.

Clicking into the PK live broadcast, Bai Huang saw that the PK anchor on the left is a public welfare anchor sister, promising to use all the income of the live broadcast for charity, and to do it by himself, and never waste a penny.

The female anchor on the right is quite strange, showing her body but covering the upper half of her face, and only uses her voice to broadcast live.

After a little look, I saw that the name of the face-covering anchor was written in five big characters.

Named, Your Royal Highness Mung Bean Cake!