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The man who could sell his own child for ten ounces of money happily left the Yun Mansion with the money.

The "little beggar" was the one the young lady personally said she wanted to keep, so he was naturally taken to the place where the young lady lived.

The small courtyard where the young lady lives has the best environment in the mansion. There is an incense burner burning in the side room, and it is a fragrance that the little beggar has never smelled.

He was still wearing some dirty, thin coarse clothes, and he was kneeling on the floor motionless.

The dirt on his face has been wiped clean, revealing a face that is a bit sallow and thin due to not having enough food all year round.

But his facial features were surprisingly good-looking, and his thin body did not affect the fact that he was a handsome young man.

At this time, his dark eyes were looking at the young lady squatting in front of him without blinking.

"Well……"

Yun Wu stretched out her fingers and touched her pink lips with some embarrassment and hesitation, as if she didn't know how to deal with the little beggar in front of her.

She had a headache and drooped her little head. The light-colored winter coat on her body was extremely thick, and she squatted on the ground like a round ball.

Behind her were Ma Liang and her personal maid Cai Wei.

"Miss, what do you think... should we do?"

Caiwei asked tactfully. Yun Wu didn't know why she made Liang Ma keep him by some strange combination of circumstances.

Obviously...she was a little frightened by his eyes at first.

But now she could only squat in front of him and stare, not knowing where she would arrange for him to stay.

Yun Wu looked at the little beggar who wiped his face in front of her and thought he was quite good-looking, especially the bridge of his nose.

She couldn't help but poked the tip of his nose with her pink finger, and felt that it was pitiful that he could only wear thin clothes in the snow.

"Mother Liang, why don't you return the deed of betrayal to him and let him leave the house and go home..."

"do not."

The little beggar in dirty clothes and linen suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse as if he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Yun Wu poked the tip of his nose and looked at him in confusion.

There was no luster in the dark eyes of the little beggar in front of him, and his thin lips that were dry and chapped opened again.

"Don't drive me away."

"You, you can talk!"

Yun Wu's eyes widened slightly, as if she was frightened and accidentally lost her crouch and fell backwards.

"Ouch…"

She ouched and sat down on the ground. Fortunately, the winter coat she wore was thick and her butt didn't hurt at all.

"Miss!"

Liang Ma and Caiwei nervously stepped forward and helped Yun Wu up from the ground.

But she still refused to stand up and insisted on squatting on the ground. Her bright eyes were slightly red, but fortunately there were no tears.

Liang Ma and Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief, because their young lady loved to cry since she was a child, and she was particularly prone to tears.

The "little beggar" subconsciously reached out to help Yunwu, but stopped when he saw his ugly hands covered with frostbite.

He withdrew his hand that was so cold that it turned purple, and because there was a heater in the room, his body gradually began to warm up.

He knelt on the ground motionless for fear of soiling the clean floor.

He just stared at the young lady in front of him with his dark eyes.

The little beggar seemed to be waiting, waiting for the young lady who had been pampered since childhood to decide whether he would stay or go.

Yun Wu remembered that when she saw him for the first time, his eyes were dim and dull, and he remained silent from beginning to end.

She thought he was mute.

She pursed her pink lips and raised her hand to scratch her hair in distress, with a serious look on her plain white face.

"I'll give you a contract and you can leave directly. If you stay, you'll have to work."

The young man's thin face looked slightly stunned, and his hands covered with frostbite slightly squeezed the rough fabric clothes tightly.

His dark eyes looked at Yun Wu, but he nodded firmly twice.

Yun Wu thought this man was really strange. She kindly wanted to give him a contract to sell her body and let him leave directly, but he refused to leave.

"Forget it...my name is Yun Wu, what's your name?"

Yun Wu seemed to agree with him to stay, squatting in front of him and tilting her head to look at him.

"Miss……"

Liang Ma came forward and leaned towards Yun Wu's ear. She glanced at the young man with some pity in her eyes, and then lowered her voice and said to Yun Wu:

"He is two years younger than the lady. The person who sold him into the house said that he has not had a name since he was a child..."

Yun Wu was suddenly stunned. She looked at the young man clenching his clothes tightly in front of her and decided to give him a good name.

"Two dogs? Three grasses? Four flowers?"

She clasped her fingers and said the three names very coherently, because these words were very simple and she could blurt them out without even thinking.

"Miss, isn't it too unpleasant to hear..."

The corners of Caiwei's mouth twitched and she looked at Yun Wu tactfully.

Yun Wu's cheeks turned red, and she immediately asked Ma Liang to get the books from her bookshelf.

Finally, three of the characters were chosen to form a name.

"Gu, Xing, Ran."

Yun Wu read it out word by word, with a childish face that was extremely beautiful. She squatted in front of Gu Xingran holding the book and looked at him and said:

"Then you will call me Gu Xingran from now on, okay?"

"Gu Xingran."

His voice was still mute, and the sound coming from his dry throat was not pleasant.

Yun Wu thought, it sounded a bit like the quack of the little duck she had raised before.

"My name is...Gu Xingran."

After saying this, Gu Xingran tightened his grip on his clothes. His face was as thin as his thin body. He licked his chapped thin lips, his dark eyes shining with a dark light.

His father always called him a bitch, and his mother called him a drag when she didn't run away, because he was always silent, and everyone else in the village called him mute.

But now... he seems to have a name he can pronounce.

Not a "bitch" who punches and kicks, not a "slut" who moans and curses, and not a "mute" who mocks and pities like a joke.

But the shining "Gu Xingran".

He slowly raised his head and looked at Yun Wu with his dead, dim eyes as before.

"You are two years younger than me, and you are also smaller than me..."

Yun Wu gestured twice at the heads of the two people, and her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be shining.

Everyone who plays with Yun Wu on weekdays is older and taller than her.

Now she finally had a little potato who was younger than her and shorter than her. Of course she was happy.

"that……"

Yun Wu tilted her head in embarrassment, and the hairpin on her bun swayed a few times with her movements.

"Can you call me sister?"

She looked a little embarrassed on her face, and looked at Gu Xingran with blinking eyes.

Ever since she was little, she has only been called sister, and she has never heard anyone call her that.

Gu Xingran's dark eyes, as silent as a pool of stagnant water, seemed to have a little more light, but it was fleeting.

His pale thin lips opened slightly, and finally he whispered in a not very pleasant voice:

"Sister."

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