C3 A Sharp Confrontation

"Go and change your clothes first!" We'll come and recognize them again later! "

There was irritation in the deep voice.

Lan Xi's clear eyes looked over, and her clear little face gradually paled. She could even see the fine capillaries on her neck. She lightly said, "He's auntie's son, but he's actually also Daddy's son, right?"

This man was 25, seven years older than her. In other words, before Lanxi's mother was even born, his father had already been involved with this woman called Mo Ruqing for decades.

So he was the older brother. It was his biological brother.

The man standing in the faint light of dawn raised his brows. His long and cold gaze swept over to her.

Mo Ruqing was a bit embarrassed. She stood up from Mu Mingsheng's side and walked over with a graceful grace. She took a light breath and gently bent over to hold Lanxi's hand, "Lanxi, you're a little dirty. I'll take you …"

"Enough!"

Lan Xi frowned and interrupted her. She raised her tiny head and said, "If my mother was still alive, she definitely wouldn't have despised me so much! How long have you been here? When will it be your turn to criticize me in this family?! "

Yes, she hated him, of course she hated him. Her mother had not even been dead for three months, and her husband had already remarried before her bones had turned cold. Now there was this ridiculous elder brother who had appeared, what should she do?!

The sharp words were like sharp thorns, causing Mo Ruqing's face to freeze, and her hand that was extended out became stiff on the spot.

At this moment, the man's eyes suddenly shone with a trace of coldness and shot towards her like a knife.

Then, just as Mu Ming Sheng was about to explode with anger, Lan Xi stood up and patted the dirt off of his body. He turned around and ran upstairs, his small hands constantly hanging down to grab at his skirt to cover his legs.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense and tense.

Mu Mingsheng lowered his head and coughed gently. He looked at Mu Yan Chen with a loving gaze and said, "Yan Chen, don't be offended. I've spoilt this girl. In truth, my heart isn't bad. "It's just that as soon as you return to China, you're staying …" He was at a loss for words. He had wanted to say, "Isn't it better to stay at Daddy's place?" But after thinking about how he had neglected them for decades, he felt guilty and continued, "I will not treat you unfairly here."

Mu Yan Chen's gaze was cast downwards, the light condensing into a charming shadow between his brows as he remained silent.

After a long while, he raised his watch and looked at it, and then said in a low voice, "I will go over first." If you have anything to say, say it tomorrow. "

After saying that, he bent down to pick up his simple luggage, turned around and strode out.

Mo Ruqing also caught up to him.

"Miss Mo —" The butler came over and suddenly changed his words, "Oh no, madam, isn't the young master having breakfast here? The kitchen is ready. "

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Mo Ruqing's forehead, and her beautiful face forced a smile.

"No, he doesn't like to change his mind. I'll go speak with him and then come back. Don't worry."

Under the slightly cold morning sun, Mo Ruqing wrapped up her shawl around herself and walked over. Just as Mu Yan Chen was about to open the car door to get in, she took his arm and whispered, "Yan Chen!"

"Yan Chen, before you returned, I told you that it was your father, your biological father. You …" She lightly breathed in. "It's fine if you don't want to change your name, but you promised me. The Mu family is in danger right now. You said that you would help them, but now you …"

"Is this the life you've been waiting for decades?" He suddenly leaned over and asked her this question.

Mo Ruqing was stunned.

Mu Yan Chen's mind was still thinking about the scene from earlier. That young girl's sharp words pierced into his heart. He curled his lips into a smile and said with a smile that was as cold as ice, "Such a man, such a family, you want?"