roccoschili Chapter 127 Don't Try to Play Tricks on Me
Chapter 127 Don't Try to Play Tricks on Me
Mu Qianyun was flattered upon hearing this.
He quickly waved his hand to indicate that he could not.
Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, and it was unclear whether Zongzheng Qi could understand her sign language; she could only make "woo woo woo" sounds.
Mu Niannian, who was standing to the side, was equally astonished, and upon closer inspection, it was not hard to see that her eyes were filled with jealousy.
How could a mute woman, a lowly woman who had received favors from the Mu family, possibly accept her uncle's help?
This is not fair to her at all, as a legitimate heiress.
Has her uncle gone mad?
Instinctively, Mu Niannian wanted to retort, "Uncle..."
No sooner had he spoken than another figure appeared from the side.
He was dressed in fine clothes, had a broad chest, and possessed an extraordinary demeanor.
The lights here are dim and yellowish, yet you can still clearly feel his dazzling brilliance.
He is Mu Li'an, the eldest son of the Mu family.
He had a commanding presence, exuding both elegance and authority. As a result, both Mu Niannian and Mu Qianyun lowered their heads at the same time.
However, unlike others, Mu Niannian's lowered head was filled with resentment, resentment that the two people she feared most were present.
Mu Qianyun felt a mixture of fear and trepidation, along with a strange sense of caution, and unconsciously took two small steps back.
This small gesture didn't escape Mu Lian'an's notice. He glanced at her, then looked at Zongzheng Qi and nodded, "Uncle."
Zongzheng Qi's expression was no longer as serious as before, and he handed the matter over to Mu Li'an, saying, "You handle your family's affairs."
Mu Lian responded with an "Mm," and then had someone respectfully escort Zongzheng Qi to the banquet hall, while he stayed behind to deal with the current situation.
As soon as Zongzheng Qi left, Mu Li'an abandoned all his refined demeanor, looking at Mu Niannian with only his imposing presence, "What kind of occasion is this today? Do you want to cause trouble?"
Unlike before when she faced Zongzheng Qi, Mu Niannian was no longer panicked. "Brother, I didn't. I just had a small disagreement with Sister Qianyun that I needed to resolve..."
"Enough!" Mu Li'an sneered, interrupting Mu Niannian who was about to continue. "Don't try to play tricks on me."
In short, Mu Niannian felt instantly frustrated, her fists clenched tightly.
He glanced at Mu Qianyun out of the corner of his eye, his heart filled with resentment.
Mu Li'an called out again, "Go inside!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Niannian stamped her foot and turned to leave.
He walked quickly, clearly unwilling to give up, and soon disappeared from Mu Li'an and Mu Qianyun's sight.
The wind isn't strong tonight, but the temperature is still low.
The white mist exhaled from Mu Qianyun's nasal cavity was clearly visible.
Mu Lian'an's gaze fell on her, his tone no longer as harsh as when he spoke to Mu Niannian earlier, "Why didn't you call me?"
She doesn't need to speak, nor can she express herself; all she needs to do is give him a call, and he'll arrive immediately.
But she never begged him.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qianyun raised her head and used sign language, "It's nothing serious, it's alright."
Mu Lian sighed helplessly, "You..."
As he said this, he raised his hand, preparing to brush the stray hairs off Mu Qianyun's cheek.
To everyone's surprise, Mu Qianyun reacted as if she had seen a ghost, and took two steps back again with lightning speed.
Mu Lian'an's hand remained suspended in mid-air, his slender fingers curling slightly before he withdrew it.
Before she could say anything more, Mu Qianyun turned to the side and pointed into the banquet hall, using sign language, "Hurry up and go in, Grandpa's birthday banquet is about to begin."
After gesturing, he took off running, leaving Mu Lian standing alone.
Inside, the Mu family patriarch's birthday banquet was in full swing.
Mu Niannian suppressed her resentment and stood beside the Mu family patriarch to enthusiastically congratulate him.
The stunningly beautiful lady standing beside Mu Niannian was Zong Lanfang. She looked at Mu Niannian with extreme doting affection, her maternal love overflowing.
To Elder Mu's right is Mu Huaishan, the current head of the Mu family.
He was a complete henpecked husband; as long as Zong Lanfang was happy, he didn't care about anything else.
As a result, he doted on Mu Niannian, because if his daughter was happy, his wife would be happy too.
Anyone who dares to upset his wife will be dealt with horribly.
That's why Mu Niannian was so spoiled and pampered.
Of course, Mu Niannian is also very good at handling things and has a sweet tongue, often making most of the Mu family members very happy.
After blowing out the candles, Old Master Mu smiled broadly and held Mu Niannian's hand tightly. "Niannian, don't go back to Haicheng. How about your dad or your brother transfer you to a school in Beijing and let you stay with Grandpa?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Niannian was both surprised and delighted, as she had long wanted to return to the capital to live.
Haicheng is a nice place, but it can't compare to the capital city of Beijing.
In particular, the prosperity and extravagance she saw in the capital this time was exactly what she imagined high society should be like, making her yearn for it immensely.
Her grandfather's words at this moment had given her an excellent opportunity.
She quickly echoed her grandfather's words, "I'm perfectly fine. Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure."
Grandpa, you have no idea how envious I am of my classmates who can see their grandpas every day when they come home.
If I could transfer to a school in Beijing, I would kowtow three times before the Buddha to thank her for allowing me to stay by my grandfather's side.
Hearing these words, Old Master Mu was speechless, his eyes crinkling with laughter. "Huai Shan, hurry up and make arrangements for Niannian."
"I'll talk to Ji Anzhi in my name, maybe donate a library to Imperial University or something, and get our Niannian admitted."
Mu Huaishan was not only a devoted husband but also a dutiful son to his parents. "No problem, it's a small matter."
The atmosphere was filled with cheers and laughter, and the overall feeling was very harmonious.
Old Master Mu had several children, and they all praised Mu Niannian for being sensible and the joy of the Mu family.
The praise made Mu Niannian very proud, and her spoiled nature became more and more obvious.
Zong Lanfang was also in a great mood after being praised.
Only a very small number of people in the crowd were not affected by the harmonious atmosphere before them.
Zongzheng Qi is one, and Mu Li'an, who is standing next to him, is another.
As for Mu Qianyun, who was slapped before the banquet began, she had already left the Mu family's old residence and her whereabouts were unknown.
Zongzheng Qi sipped his champagne and smiled at Mu Li'an beside him, saying, "Your mother has been ruined by your sister in this lifetime."
He used to be so clear-headed; this isn't how you spoil your daughter.
Mu Li'an clinked glasses with him, but didn't say anything; his eyes held an unreadable meaning.
He looked around but couldn't find the figure he was looking for, so he downed the champagne in his glass.
...
At 10 p.m., the moment Song Beiyou and Duan Yao walked out of the hot pot restaurant, it started snowing.
The warmth of the spicy hot pot broth hadn't yet dissipated when Song Beiyou looked up at the sky and exhaled a thin mist into the snow-covered heavens. The white mist quickly disappeared.
She smiled beautifully at the snowy sky, and Duan Yao watched her smile with a sense of peace.
Just as they were about to ask her if she was cold, a dangerous, shaky noise came from not far away that made them exchange glances.