Mu Ruyue gave a bitter smile, a hint of complexity passing through her heart.
Her soul had traveled, naturally leaving her body behind in Huaxia. What kind of despair would her grandfather and brother feel upon seeing her lifeless form?
Moreover, in this situation, she couldn't reveal her true identity.
The body was still in the Mu Family, so who would believe she was Mu Ruyue?
Mu Haotian had just arrived at the ancestral hall when he saw the woman dressed in a white blouse, with simple jeans below, her black hair lightly lifted by the breeze, a sorrowful aura seemed to exude from her back.
At that moment, Mu Haotian's heart trembled fiercely, a mist appearing in his clear eyes...
"Sis?"
Mu Haotian couldn't help but call out, staggering as he walked towards Mu Ruyue.
Was it her? Could she really be the sister he had missed for two years?
