The old man left, and silence fell again in the living room.
He Mingrun: "..." That's it?
It was resolved just like that?
While He Mingrun was secretly relieved, Mu Yunlei's voice sounded, "Big Brother, what do you think about this matter? Mu Jiuchen is not your son. His company's establishment and its current achievements rely on the Mu family's reputation. This matter cannot be let go just like that. Mu Jiuchen must compensate everyone in the Mu family for their losses. Half of his company's assets, and each of us in the Mu family should get a share."
The other members of the Mu family nodded in agreement.
He Mingrun sneered upon hearing this, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group of greedy people. Before Mu Yunxiao could speak, he said, "Xiao Jiu started his business with his own scholarship and the money my maternal grandmother gave him. At that time, Tan Xue was still in this house. Chairman Mu, tell the truth, did you give Xiao Jiu any money to start his business?"
Mu Yunxiao: "..." His face was very unsightly.
Back then, he felt wronged sleeping in the same bed as He Junshu, each under their own blanket. Now, it was revealed that Mu Jiuchen was not his biological son, and this person was his biological son. This son was truly remarkable, having thoroughly shamed his father.
Mu Yunxiao looked at He Mingrun and said, "Mingrun, I will not pursue this matter. Xiao Jiu is still my son. When he returns, my stance remains the same. As for your aunt, it's better that she's alive, and I can feel less guilt in my heart." At his age, why compete fiercely? He just wanted to live the rest of his life well with Tong Tong.
Besides, his child was due in a few months.
"Mu Yunxiao, how can you be so spineless? This is not something you can decide alone," Mu Yunlei did not want to let it go.
The best outcome would be for Mu Jiuchen to hand over all his assets.
"Heh heh..." He Mingrun chuckled coldly, his sharp gaze fixed on Mu Yunlei, and said meaningfully, "Mu Yunlei, how about we publicly announce Xiao Jiu's identity? Do you believe that after a year, your Mu family will be replaced by other families? For years, Xiao Jiu has brought you immense success in the business world. Those who have cooperated with you, who wasn't it because they respected Xiao Jiu calling you Second Uncle? You're an old hand, you must understand this logic, right?"
"You still want Xiao Jiu's assets? With his word, my He family will not let you black-hearted old bastards go. Do you think Xiao Jiu doesn't know about your shady dealings? He only spared you because of kinship and didn't expose you. If you want to court death, no one can stop you."
He Mingrun was furious, his voice strong and powerful.
Each sentence was like a sharp blade, leaving Mu Yunlei speechless as if his throat were choked by stones.
Indeed, every time they cooperated, the other party would mention Mu Jiuchen's name, which made him resentful. Mu Jiuchen blocked their path. Major businesses were handled by Mu Jiuchen, while they could only engage in small ventures. Who would be content with that!
He Mingrun suddenly stood up, still unwilling to let the cunning Mu Yunlei off the hook. "Mu Yunlei, this is a matter between Chairman Mu and Xiao Jiu. What does your business have to do with Xiao Jiu's business? How dare you try to seize Xiao Jiu's assets?"
"Did you help him secure any collaborations? Did you help him with his work? You haven't done anything, yet you speak such righteous words. Do you have any shame?"
Mu Yunlei: "..." His old face turned crimson!
Yet he had no grounds to refute!
At this moment, he realized that these young people were all more formidable than the last.
Mu Yunxiao sighed and said, "Alright, everyone stop arguing. Let's drop this matter. Causing a scene will benefit no one. If you believe you can retain your clients or collaborators, feel free to make your relationships clear."
Mu Xue said, "Brother, how can you think like that? Without Mu Jiuchen, can't our Mu family survive?"
Mu Yunxiao stood up and looked at his sister, speaking earnestly, "We can survive, but it depends on how we live. People today have a long-term vision; they focus on future development rather than being confined to the Mu family. You are still so naive at this age. Play less mahjong and read more books. Perhaps you'll feel embarrassed yourself. At nearly fifty, you still ask your elderly father for money. If you understood the implications, you would be ashamed to the point of suicide."
Mu Yunxiao stood up and left. Sometimes, as people live, they understand everything.
Simplicity is happiness!
Mu Xue stomped her foot coldly, looking at her brother's retreating back with unconcealed resentment.
Seeing that the matter was resolved, He Mingrun turned to leave.
However, he didn't leave but went to the backyard to see the old man.
The old man was drinking tea in the courtyard. Seeing He Mingrun arrive, he asked the butler to get a cup, poured a cup of tea, and motioned for He Mingrun to sit.
He Mingrun smiled, "Old man, your place is always so tranquil and beautiful."
The old man smiled faintly, his slightly clouded eyes looking at the scenery in the garden, then turning to He Mingrun opposite him. "It's mainly because I'm used to living here, it's comfortable. I originally thought Xiao Jiu would move back with the child, but he's too busy."
"Come, Mingrun, drink tea. This is from early spring. I asked an old friend to buy it for me."
"Thank you." He Mingrun picked up the tea and took a slow sip. The tea was very good, but he couldn't discern its specific flavor, only that it tasted good.
He put down the teacup and looked at the old man with concern, asking sincerely, "Old man, are you alright?"
The old man also picked up his teacup but did not drink. His pale hand gently stroked the cup as he smiled at He Mingrun, "What could be wrong with me?"
He Mingrun was very curious about one question, "Old man, when did you know that Xiao Jiu was not the chairman's biological son?"
He had never dreamed of this matter.
Perhaps Mu Jiuchen himself had never thought of it.
The old man lowered his eyes, holding his teacup, but he couldn't drink a single sip. He put down the cup and said, "What's so curious about that? I'll tell you something else: I'm not my father's biological son either, but my father treated me as his own. It's just that others don't know about it."
"In our time, life was very difficult. My biological father died while my mother was pregnant with me. My father didn't mind my mother carrying me. After I was born, my father didn't scorn me; instead, he diligently taught me, making me an outstanding entrepreneur who never forgot his original intentions.
I'm not my father's biological child, yet my father still passed on his estate to me.
In my father's words, whether there is a blood connection or not, as long as there is a destined connection, that's enough."
He Mingrun: "..." His eyes nearly popped out.
What happened today was already shocking enough, but now, he felt he could hardly bear the influx of information.
He Mingrun asked foolishly, "Old man, how did you know you weren't your father's biological son?"