He Mingrun extended his jade-like fingers and pointed to the sofa, gesturing for him to sit.
Mu Jiuchen knew he wouldn't usually come here unless there was something to discuss. He Mingrun was not one to wander around aimlessly.
Mu Jiuchen, with his commanding presence, sat opposite him, elegantly crossed his legs, and looked up at him, waiting for him to speak.
He Mingrun took out his phone, pointed to the screen, and said expressionlessly, "Who has such guts to put your affairs on the trending search, and then make them disappear without a trace within minutes, leaving not a shadow behind? It couldn't be you, can it? This isn't like you; you're low-key and wouldn't seek attention at a time like this."
"You came all this way for this matter?"
"Yes! I see you're serious about Jiang Nuan, and I've come to remind you that today's events have a significant impact on her. For the next while, try to avoid meeting. You still have Tan Xue behind you, and she'll definitely badmouth you to your father about today's incident. Your aunt only has you as her son, and I don't want you to die young either." Da Feng Novel Network
"Your grandfather truly dotes on you, but he's getting old, and there are some things he can't help. If you want to marry Jiang Nuan, you'll have to sort out the mess at home first. Tan Xue is definitely the murderer of your mother. No, your father was involved too. These are my grandmother's exact words."
"Back then, your mother discovered your father's affair. You know more about many things than I do."
For instance, he liked Meng Yuan, but her mother's snobbish attitude made things rather difficult.
Of course, now that someone else shared his predicament, he wasn't in a rush.
Truly brothers, facing hardship together.
He didn't want to fail and put Meng Yuan in danger; he needed to set a trap.
His lifelong pursuits were basically always interfered with by his mother. In matters of the heart, he wanted love and freedom.
After listening, Mu Jiuchen gave a cold smile, his eyes holding an unfathomable depth. "He Mingrun, do you think I'm still the Mu Jiuchen of seventeen or eighteen?"
"No, but people in love tend to become foolish, that's what books say. I'm being serious with my reminder. Don't be too arrogant when I show you respect. You're not an ordinary person; common people won't understand you the way they understand ordinary people. Even though you see yourself as an ordinary person, others won't."
"In our eyes, money has never been important. Things that can be easily lost were never considered important."
"That's why we live more tired lives than others, and our ways of venting are different. Others only see our wealth, our elevated status; no one understands our lives working and staying up late at three in the morning."
"Mu Jiuchen, life is short. Apart from hatred, there should be a warm love. Life gives us many choices, but we must choose correctly. By the time we realize it's too late, we'll be powerless."
These were his heartfelt words, summarized over the years. For families like theirs, every action and every promise could not be made lightly.
Mu Jiuchen was stunned for a moment. This was unlike He Mingrun; how could he say something so sentimental?
"He Mingrun, is that really you?" he asked weakly, unsure.
He Mingrun nodded and said seriously, "It's me. You're not blind, Mu Jiuchen. I hope the people we meet aren't just suitable for encounters, not for holding hands, as books say. I hope the girls we like are suitable for us."
Mu Jiuchen: "..."
Sorry, was it just him who felt He Mingrun was possessed?
He Mingrun, the smiling tiger, had never spoken to him like this before.
"He Mingrun, I never thought such insightful people were by my side. Your perspective is quite good; you understand life even better than I do."
"Of course, because I'm better at pleasing women than you are."
Mu Jiuchen suddenly stood up. Even he, who was usually as steady as a mountain, looked at He Mingrun in shock. "You have a woman you like!"
He Mingrun denied it, "...No."
Not a hint of hesitation, making it impossible to detect any flaw.
Mu Jiuchen blinked, looking at He Mingrun, and was confused.
He Mingrun shook his head slightly. "I'm truly talking to a duck about its feelings. I'm leaving."
He hadn't called Meng Yuan in two days.
The two valuable gifts were already quite a burden for Meng Yuan. He needed to maintain a certain distance to never lose Meng Yuan.
He wasn't sure how deep this relationship was yet, but Meng Yuan was the woman he had fallen for at first sight in many years, and he wouldn't let her go.
"Mu Jiuchen, no one has ever told you this, have they? Love others by loving yourself first."
Mu Jiuchen froze. In just these few minutes, he had seen a completely unfamiliar He Mingrun, someone he had never encountered before.
He Mingrun left, and Mu Jiuchen still stood quietly in his spot.
The phrase "love others by loving yourself first" had shaken him.
He Mingrun later added, "Mu Jiuchen, one must have some strategy in life. With a snobbish mother like mine, life isn't easy. That's why I have a bit of strategy; then everyone can live peacefully."
He had no weaknesses before, but it was different now. Jiang Nuan, his precious children, had all become his weaknesses. Therefore, before bringing them home, he had to settle things at home.
He never had any weaknesses, except for the light in his life, Jiang Nuan!
Xiao Fan's efficiency was excellent. An hour later, he had identified the maid bribed by Lin Su and reported her to the police. He never showed mercy to such greedy people.
In addition to this good news, Xiao Fan also found another piece of information: Jiang Nuan's address.
This made their master very happy.
Jiang Nuan woke up the next morning. She glanced at her phone; it was eight in the morning. She had slept very soundly. She also saw a note by her bedside from Meng Yuan, who had gone to investigate Jiang Shuo's matter and told her to eat breakfast herself.
It seemed there was news about Jiang Shuo, or Meng Yuan wouldn't have left so early.
She slowly got up, washed her face in the bathroom, and her stomach suddenly rumbled.
Going downstairs, she first heated a cup of warm water and drank it in one gulp. She then went into the kitchen. The kitchen was clean and tidy. This was her little sanctuary; she could calm down by cooking when she was in a bad mood.
Opening the double-door refrigerator, she saw the ingredients were running low. It seemed she needed to go to the supermarket again. Her precious children would be back soon too.
Seeing the lean pork and celery, she decided to make dumplings.
Forty minutes later, Jiang Nuan looked at the dumplings on the cutting board and was very happy.
She could eat fifteen at a time. She packed the rest into a dumpling container and put them in the refrigerator. She then placed the remaining dumplings on a steamer.
While the dumplings were steaming, she made herself a healthy milk tea and a dipping sauce.
As she was savoring the milk tea, the doorbell rang.
Jiang Nuan was puzzled. Who would come to her house at this hour?