Mu Xiaoxiao looked up at Shen Meiling and said, " aunty Shen, do you like my father? "
Shen Meiling was stunned. She was obviously surprised that she would ask this.
She was a little embarrassed and stammered, not knowing how to answer.
"Uh, this ..."
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled. &Quot; I know you are, right? "
In fact, Shen Meiling was indeed a good woman. In the past few days, she had been living in her house and had a good relationship with the servants. It could be seen that she was a very gentle person who knew how to live.
Just like this time, she was disfigured by her niece, but she found it more difficult to understand Shen Chuchu than hate.
Shen Meiling smiled bitterly and shook her head. &Quot; I'm not good enough for Mr. Mu. &Quot;
Not to mention that she was disfigured now, even if she wasn't, it was impossible between her and mu zhengbo.
She was not worthy of him at all.
The Shen Meiling now was very clear-headed and self-aware.