C7 Did You Put in the Sugar?

She turned her cold face away, "But what do you know? Before the company's death, it was because my mother accompanied him and managed the company. My mother's family connections could help him clear the road, and now, less than three months after my mother's death, he's married to another woman. Before that, he stole away for who knows how long! Is it enough for the company to blame me like this? Also, he is also your father. You are willing to return home and receive kindness from your ancestors, but you aren't even willing to call him daddy?! "

Mu Yan Chen's expression turned frighteningly cold at this moment.

His thin lips formed a line, and his handsome face had an unprecedented paleness to it, yet he still refused to say a single word. He only stared coldly at her for a while, then slowly stood up, forcefully closing the door behind him.

Lan Xi was shaken by this powerful voice. His cold eyes weakened for a moment.

Had she spoken so harshly that she had poked his sore spot?

Thinking of this, she did not feel guilty anymore. What did his sore spot have to do with her?!

She tried her best to relax as she got out of the car. She looked up at the luxurious company building, and for a moment, she didn't know where to put her small hands. While she was hesitating, someone came up to her.

Resisting the sweat on his body, Gu Ziyao ran over, respectfully nodding at the tall and straight man in front of him. Even Lanxi felt that he had never treated his father with such respect before. Was this really a problem with his aura?

"I'm truly sorry, Young Master Mu. The train arrived by air, so it was a bit slow. However, I've already had someone drive it for you yesterday. Hopefully you'll be able to make it in time —" Gu Ziyao looked back and immediately smiled in relief. "Seems like I made it in time. That's great!"

When Lan Xi, who was standing beside the car, heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat!

She didn't expect him to be so capable that he could summon the wind and rain even after returning home. Thinking back to how she mocked him just now, it was as though she was stroking his beard in front of a sleeping tiger, not caring about her life.

While he was still thinking, he had already said "No need to say it" in a low and indifferent tone, and his figure that stood tall and straight walked towards the company.

Gu Ziyao hurriedly followed her without even glancing at her.

The secretary was so busy that she had to do all the work of serving coffee.

"Sigh, you …" Lan Xi frowned, looking at the troublesome tray and cup of coffee in his hands.

She came to the company to study — was she a coffee delivery student?

In a place that she couldn't see, the secretary walked quickly and the assistant beside her whispered, "Big sister Lin, how dare you let Miss Mu bring in a cup of coffee for Young Master Mu?"

The secretary smiled and said coldly, "Can't you tell? It's only a matter of time before Chairman Mu retires. This airborne young master Mu is the future leader of the Mu Group, and in addition to that, the mother of Chairman Mu's family will be young master Mu. In the future, will this young miss Mu still have the right to speak? "

"But she is still the daughter of the chairman, and she will not be a dragon or a phoenix in the future!"

"What does that have to do with me? It's enough for me to please the people I should please. What kind of good relationship do you think these 'siblings' that I haven't seen for over ten years have? "

The assistant was enlightened. "So that's how it is!"

The secretary shook his head, revealing an expression of "if you want to study hard for a few more years, you're too inexperienced".

Lan Xi braced herself to knock on the door, but no one answered.

Her wrist felt sore from holding it, so she decided to just go in and watch the scene unfold so fast that she couldn't tear her eyes away.

His expression was indifferent, but his entire body was bathed in a dazzling light, unaware of what he was doing. Lanxi blankly walked over, not knowing what to say, afraid that he would be interrupted when that cold, oppressive aura attacked her again.

She placed the tray within his reach with her small hand. She was stunned for a moment before she prepared to leave.

"Did you put in the sugar?" A cold voice was heard.