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Jiang Nuan found the old man incredibly endearing.
Looking at Mu Sichen's ashen face, it was as if he wanted to tear the old man to pieces, but the old man remained oblivious, happily swaying his hips with movements more exaggerated than a folk dance.
Jiang Nuan belatedly realized something. Without her ID and signature, how had the old man managed this?
Just then, Butler Hong handed over the property deed.
The old man stopped his movements and slowly opened the deed, showing it to Mu Sichen.
"Mu Sichen, see? It has Jiang Nuan's name on it. From now on, you and your aunt can rest assured and live out the rest of your lives. You don't need to come back here anymore; it has nothing to do with you."
The "you" here referred to Mu Yunxiao and Mu Sichen.
Mu Sichen looked at the two characters "Jiang Nuan," his sharp, gloomy gaze fixed on Jiang Nuan. "Jiang Nuan, you are truly calculating. Is it because you bore a son for the Mu family that you dare to claim this multi-billion dollar mansion all for yourself?"
Jiang Nuan felt deeply uncomfortable hearing this. At this moment, she naturally sided with the doting old man. She raised an eyebrow and smiled, asking, "Is it a great feat to bear a son for the Mu family? I bore triplets. What is there to not dare claim? Are you saying I'm calculating just because you can't get what you want from the position of a Mu family son?"
"When it comes to calculation, who can compare to you? Didn't the father of my child suffer because of your deep schemes?"
Mu Sichen looked at the sharp-tongued Jiang Nuan, finding it difficult to respond to her directness.
Wait, triplets?!
Had he heard correctly? Did Mu Jiuchen possess such genes? Pfft!
Did Mu Jiuchen have such good fortune?
Mu Jiuchen smiled, watching the young girl's sharp wit, which reminded him of an angry kitten, and he was captivated.
Her thick, slender eyelashes cast small shadows beneath her eyes, and stray hairs fluttered in the wind, making her look beautiful and spirited.
"Mu Sichen, you don't need to continue with those small moves anymore. I have evidence of everything you've done. Your mother brought it all upon herself. If you want revenge for your mother, I am always ready to receive you," Mu Jiuchen suddenly stood up, facing him.
"Also, you've been using black technology to play with virtual stocks recently. While you can cash out, it's ultimately illegal."
Mu Sichen pursed his lips, looking at Mu Jiuchen. He actually knew everything.
Mu Jiuchen watched Mu Sichen's face darken like a soot-covered pot, and he continued with a smile. "Mu Sichen, I know you and your mother have always maintained a superior stance, like zookeepers holding whips, looking down on me from a high position, awaiting my downfall. However, you and your mother are ultimately frogs in a well, and I am not a tiger chained down. I left the Mu family long ago and founded my own Mu Corporation. Therefore, ten of you combined cannot shake my Mu Corporation."
"Your father is quite clever, managing his own companies and occasionally cooperating with me for a share."
"If you were smart enough, you would live your life properly. Being in the Mu family, you and I are the same; we are both unloved by our fathers and mothers. If you intend to seize the entire Mu family through schemes, then I advise you to go find a brick and bash your own head in now, because you will never see that day." Mu Jiuchen said his piece with abandon and then sat back down.
Mu Yunxiao glared at Mu Jiuchen. Did he have to speak so harshly?
He was old now and had found a woman he loved dearly, so he wanted to settle down. Enough money was sufficient. He had abandoned his foolish ambitions and found life much better.
Mu Jiuchen was a proud son of heaven. He might never see the day when Mu Jiuchen fell into the mud.
Besides, they were all his sons. He didn't want them to fight to the death.
Mu Sichen felt as if a stone was lodged in his throat, unable to utter a word. Was this the gap?
Was this the gap between him and Mu Jiuchen?
The entire Mu family relied on Mu Jiuchen like a large tree for survival, and he, precisely because he didn't want to rely on Mu Jiuchen for survival, had wanted to surpass him.
But he lacked Mu Jiuchen's capabilities. Mu Jiuchen trusted his people implicitly; his group was full of geniuses.
A new technology launch could make him immensely wealthy, while his own side was like an empty shell. When signing contracts with others, many did so out of respect for Mu Jiuchen.
It wasn't that he didn't know Mu Jiuchen's prowess. Precisely because he knew it all too well, he was so afraid and so eager to surpass Mu Jiuchen.
Mu Sichen frowned, glancing at Mu Jiuchen, and finally said nothing, turning to leave.
"Nuannuan, sit!" the old man said with a smile to Jiang Nuan.
He then looked at the servant and said, "Go, heat up Nuannuan's dumplings."
The servant nodded and took Jiang Nuan's dumplings back to be reheated.
Jiang Nuan wanted to leave. The atmosphere was somewhat unbearable. Imagine, suddenly becoming wealthy, and not knowing how you became wealthy. Wasn't that terrifying?
Jiang Nuan didn't quite understand the old man's methods, but she knew there was a rule: thoughts generate feelings, feelings generate actions, and only actions yield results.
Therefore, she feared becoming too lazy due to being too rich.
Soon, the dumplings were brought back. Mu Jiuchen picked up chopsticks and offered them to Jiang Nuan. "Nuannuan, eat while they're hot."
Jiang Nuan: "Thank you!"
Her hands, Jiang Nuan glanced at them, were slender like jade, each one beautiful, evenly proportioned, with distinct knuckles like plum blossoms. Jiang Nuan felt she had become a hand fetishist.
She lowered her head to eat the dumplings, but her heart trembled. She glanced at the red booklet, oh my, her name was written on it.
This was almost her undoing. She, who loved money dearly and was usually composed, could not remain composed now.
Soon, she finished the plate of dumplings.
The old man then handed the red booklet to Jiang Nuan. "Nuannuan, this grand mansion is yours from now on. Thank you, Nuannuan, for making our Little Jiu so happy. You've worked hard raising the children alone all these years. From now on, you have Grandpa; you don't need to work so hard."
"The villa in front was previously occupied by that goofy fellow. If you don't like it, we can tear it down and rebuild."
"Dad." Mu Yunxiao was furious. Couldn't he be given some face in front of outsiders?
"What are you yelling about? No, you've already separated the family, so why are you still sitting here?" The old man's disdain was not hidden at all.
The old man wasn't particularly fond of this son, mainly because his son was foolish, and being good to him was useless.
In any case, he had done his best for his children in his lifetime; he had given what he should have, without partiality.
No matter how much he disliked Mu Sichen, he was still a son of the Mu family, and he had given him what he was due.
Mu Yunxiao also liked to play a few small tricks, and over the years, he must have secretly accumulated a nest egg.
Now, it was perfect, as he could no longer hide it, with a child about to appear.
"Dad, I'm not leaving. Tongtong and I are already legally married. The Mu family, she has a share in it too," Mu Yunxiao said boldly.
The old man's expression visibly darkened.