Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

"This is Mumu, he is just over three years old, please take care of him."

Yin Xinyue took Yin Qiaomu to visit her old friend, Er Yuehong.

I hope Mumu can learn some ways to save his life, live safely in the future, and escape the fate of the Yin family.

Yin Qiumu has completely adapted to his new life. He looks around with his curious big eyes. This place is so big, and there is even a stage.

Er Yuehong was also looking at Yin Qiaomu. To be honest, he didn't want to accept such a spoiled young master. Yin Xinyue's bad temper was completely inherited to him.

Yin Xinyue’s favorite is this nephew, who has the same charm as she did in her youth and seems to be the descendant of her and Master Buddha.

That's why she stopped spoiling him and sent him to Er Yuehong, the strict master, hoping that he could learn some skills.

"The little girl is pretty, but I don't know how her voice and figure are. Sing a little song for Grandpa."

Yin Qiaomu blinked his eyes, and the little glutinous rice dumpling showed a clever spirit, "I can't sing a little song~"

"Mumu, just sing the song you sang to please your aunt."

Yin Xinyue was very confident. She fell in love with it the moment she heard it, and she dared to guarantee that Er Yuehong would like it.

When Yin Qiaomu saw a little girl behind Er Yuehong, he felt motivated to act cool. This little girl was so pretty!

"I am used to putting all my joy, anger, sorrow and happiness into my makeup. It doesn't matter if I sing out the old words. My bones and ashes are all mine."

"In troubled times, I can't bear to watch the flames of war burning the mountains and rivers. I dare not forget my country even though I am in a low position. Even if no one knows me."

"People in the audience walked by ~ no longer saw the old colors ~ people on the stage sang a heart-breaking farewell song ~"

"Love is hard to write down ~ She must sing with blood ~"

"When the curtain rises and falls, who is the guest~"

This was his favorite song in his previous life. He used it to comfort his aunt when she was unhappy. Now he can cope with it.

Er Yuehong likes this song very much. People say that actors are heartless, but they also have hearts.

He can perform on stage, and he can also sacrifice his life for his country!

"Not bad, the voice is good. As for the figure, let's stay here and wait and see."

Er Yuehong pulled Xie Yuchen behind him and said, "His name is Xie Yuchen, his stage name is Xie Yuhua, you can just call him Xiaohua."

Yin Qiaomu smiled very coquettishly, "Hello Xiaohua, just call me Mumu~"

The meeting between the two children was very successful, but there was something a little bit wrong. For example, Mumu was very insistent on Xiaohua calling him brother, but Xiaohua refused to do so.

Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I am two years older than you, so I should call you Junior Brother."

Mumu thought about it, a girl who is three years older than me can hold a gold brick, so I can hold half a gold brick!

"Well, brother is brother!"

After a period of observation, Er Yuehong decided to give him an official stage name.

"From now on, your stage name will be Yu Nu! Who can paint a true fragrance? Yu Nu sniffs the plum blossoms with her delicate hands. You and Xiao Hua's stage names are a perfect match. You must study hard and don't let this talent go to waste."

The flowers are blooming beautifully, and the slave girl is sniffing the plum blossoms with her slender hands.

A crabapple and a red plum complement each other. I hope both children can grow up well.

Er Yuehong looked at the two children in front of him. He would teach them for a few more years at most. He had a premonition that he would go to see the girl.

Yin Qiaomu nodded and said, "Thank you, Second Grandpa! I will definitely learn the skills well!"

Er Yuehong didn't allow them to call him Master, and they didn't understand why.

Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom on the roadsides.

"You little brat! My costume!"

Er Yuehong roared, resounding through the sky.

Think about Er Yuehong, such a gentle man, but he was so angry at this brat!

Er Yuehong held the costume with trembling hands. This was his favorite costume. It cost a lot of money and he waited for a whole year to get it. But before he put it on, he found that juice was spilled on it.

Such a good costume is completely ruined!

Yin Qiumu shook his body, his second grandfather was really still strong despite his old age!

Xie Yuchen shook his head helplessly, "When will you stop getting into trouble?"

Wuxie next to him blinked his big eyes, having no idea what was going on.

Qiao Mu's eyes rolled around and he smiled obscenely, "Hehe! Wuxie! You're in trouble!"

Wuxie cried out, "What's wrong with me?"

Yin Qiaomu sighed pretentiously, "You gave me that glass of juice, right?"

"Yeah? What's the matter?"

Xie Yuchen covered his eyes with his hands, Wuxie is finished!

Qiao Mu nodded and said, "Yes, you didn't hold it well and it spilled!"

Wu Xie frowned and said, "That's not right. It was obviously you who didn't catch it..."

Yin Qiaomu rolled his eyes and said, "You remembered it wrong. You didn't hold it. My juice is here. That one is yours."

Yin Qiumu did hold a glass of juice in his hand, but Wuxie forgot that it was his juice.

Wu Xie's face turned pale. "What should I do? My Third Uncle will beat me!"

Yin Qiaomu showed his big white teeth and said, "It's okay, I'll pay for you, but you have to have the courage to admit your mistakes. If you don't pay, your uncle won't beat you! I'm good!"

Wuxie nodded vigorously, "Mumu, you are so nice!"

Xie Yuchen shook his head. This unfortunate child was beyond help.