C28 Qualification

The old mansion of Mu family was as warm as ever.

Molan and Mu Yufeng were in their forties, but their relationship was still as good as a love affair.

There weren't many people in the old residence, but it was filled with the atmosphere of life.

This made Yuen Chuan very envious. This was probably the way he had fantasized about his marriage.

She looked at Mu Yanbing in front of her. This man only treated her as a toy and used money to exchange for her body. When he was angry, he would use money to coax her.

Perhaps, she would never have a love like Molan.

Yuen Chuan followed Mu Yanbing, passing through the green belt in the garden of the old house, and headed towards the main house.

Molan was looking at the clothes in the hall. These were the velvet coats she had ordered. There were a total of four sets, one for each person at home.

She picked up her linen coat and put it on and walked in front of Mu Yufeng.

Mu Yufeng did not say anything, but there was a smile in his eyes. His love for her was about to flow out.

"Madam, young master and young madam are back." The butler was holding his clothes and reminding her.

Molan looked out and saw Mu Yanbing and Yuen Chuan walking over one after the other.

Although they were together now, it was very obvious that they were separated.

These two children, they had not seen each other for a month. Why did they seem to be unfamiliar with each other?

Molan silently cursed in her heart.

If a light pink coat came from the housekeeper's hands, she would go out to welcome the two of them.

"You came back just in time. Quickly come and try the new clothes that mom bought for you."

He handed the clothes in his hand to Mu Yanbing as he spoke.

Mu Yanbing saw the color and knew that it was not for him. His eyes darkened and he handed the clothes to Yuen Chuan.

Yuen Chuan, who was following behind, did not hear Molan's words. Seeing Mu Yanbing approaching, she instinctively took a step back and distanced herself from him.

Molan's heart sank. Sure enough, something had happened.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Molan stared at the distance between the two of them, which was close to a meter.

Yuen Chuan knew that at this time she should not express her rejection of Mu Yanbing to make Molan worried, but she could not control the reaction of her body.

In the end, Molan broke the silence and took the clothes from Mu Yanbing's hands. She walked closer to Yuen Chuan and said, "Little Jean, quickly change it for your mother to see."

Yuen Chuan let out a sigh of relief. If Molan asked at this time, she really did not know how to tell her.

Yuen Chuan took the coat and changed her dark grey fur.

Molan looked at it for a long time and opened the button on her chest. After turning over her collar, she took out a white silk scarf and put it around her neck. It went around her neck and hung down on her chest.

Mu Yanbing and Mu Yufeng sat on the sofa together and looked at the two of them.

Molan would come and ask them if they looked good from time to time. In the end, neither father nor son knew how to praise others. They could not give any constructive suggestions.

After asking a few times, Molan could not be bothered with them anymore. She and Yuen Chuan were torturing each other.

Finally, after changing Yuen Chuan's hair and four pairs of shoes, Molan was satisfied and decided to wear this. She would go shopping tomorrow to buy new year goods.

Molan saw that Yuen Chuan was a little tired after being tormented so she let the butler prepare bath water and rest well.

Yuen Chuan's body was still a little weak and after being tormented for so long, she was indeed a little tired and obediently returned to her room.

There were only three people left in the hall. Molan pulled her son up from the sofa, "Stinking brat, come and have a good talk with your mother in the garden!"

Mu Yanbing was very embarrassed to be grabbed by his mother's collar like a child and looked at his father for help.

Mu Yufeng did not even look at him and said to Molan, "It's snowing. I admire it outside."

Mu Yanbing could only resign himself to fate and follow his mother.

Because Mu Yufeng opposed the two of them going out, he just sat on the balcony.

"What happened between you and Little Rang? Did you bully me?" Molan rolled her eyes at her son.

Mu Yanbing was at a loss for words. He had probably bullied Yuen Chuan, but how was he going to tell his mother?

Putting aside the fact that his mother might strip him, there were some things that were really hard to say to the elders.

"Mom, do you think it's appropriate for us to be together?" Mu Yanbing asked back.

Molan was stunned.

It could be said that the marriage between the two of them was facilitated by her. From beginning to end, Molan thought that they were a pair made by heaven.

The last time the two of them went home together, it clearly looked pretty good.

"Of course it's suitable!" Molan insisted.

The last time, the two of them clearly already began to have feelings.

What Molan did not say was that Mu Yanbing's personality was the same as his father's. He would not care about people he did not care about at all.

Now, since Mu Yanbing would doubt whether the relationship between him and Yuen Chuan was correct, it could only mean that he had already started to care about Yuen Chuan.

Mu Yanbing's eyes were somewhat empty. He recalled Yuen Chuan dancing tango at the ball. She was as stubborn as a rose with thorns.

She looked like she was playing the piano. After she finished her work, she looked like she was walking in circles.

Finally, she looked like she was begging for mercy under him. She kept a distance from him. Mu Yanbing had grown up and this was the first time he felt regret.

It was just that he didn't know whether he regretted agreeing to marry, or he regretted hurting Yuen Chuan.

He even began to suspect whether they really weren't suitable. It was as if as long as they were together, he wouldn't be able to get along harmoniously.

In the beginning, he had rejected this marriage, but now, he felt that it was not bad.

At least, he did not dislike it.

This had already fulfilled the condition of becoming his wife.

Hearing his mother's confident tone, Mu Yanbing's eyes began to become firm.

Molan continued to ask, what exactly did Mu Yanbing do to let Yuen Chuan down, but Mu Yanbing did not say a word. In the end, he dragged it to dinner, and Molan could not do anything about it.

Yuen Chuan slept in the room for the entire afternoon. She had been dispirited for too long recently and was always unconsciously very tired. She felt like she was an old man.

At the dinner table, Mu Yufeng and Mu Yanbing were discussing the company's matters. He had not been in charge of the Mu's Corporation's matters in the country ever since the handover.

Mu Yanbing had also done very well. He had never worried about anything.

Molan glared at Mu Yufeng. At this time, what was the point of talking about the company's matters!

Mu Yufeng felt his wife's knife in the eyes. He silently ended the topic and lowered his head to eat.

Molan pushed a plate of Chestnut Chicken in front of Mu Yanbing. "Chestnut can prepare cold and is very nutritious. Little Jean, eat more."

Mu Yanbing cooperated and picked up one and put it in Yuen Chuan's bowl.

What the hell!

Yuen Chuan felt her whole body stiffen again until Mu Yanbing put away the chopsticks and only then did she recover.

A meal passed in such a strange atmosphere.

Molan warmly let Yuen Chuan eat here and there. Mu Yanbing expressionlessly cooperated with his mother to pick vegetables for Yuen Chuan. Mu Yufeng occasionally inserted a pair of chopsticks into Molan's bowl and handed it to her.

Every time Mu Yanbing's hand reached over, Yuen Chuan's entire body would stiffen, but after a few times, she would gradually relax and quietly lower her head to eat.

Molan looked at her changes and gradually relaxed in her heart. It was not an irreconcilable conflict and her son also wanted to redeem it.