Jiang YuKuo bowed to everyone with calm composure.
He took a few steps forward, first offering a slight smile, "Hello everyone, I'm Kuo Bao. Next, I'll sing a song I composed myself, 'Destiny'."
Jiang YuKuo moved the microphone slightly away. Without accompaniment, he began to sing.
"The greatest span in this world is when the persistent choose to leave... Others may not care about you, but you cannot stop caring about yourself... The good fortune you anticipate, destiny will bring you..." Da Feng Fiction Da Feng Fiction Net
Jiang YuKuo's voice was pleasant, pure with a hint of depth. He sang with deep emotion, perfectly interpreting the helplessness of fate and the luck found after effort.
When the song ended, the venue fell silent.
"Ahhh... Son, you were amazing." Tang ZiYi, the first to react, shouted.
Mu JiuChen also looked deeply at his son on stage. The moment he opened his mouth, he knew it was YuKuo.
He gave a self-mocking smile; they were not even as clear-headed as their child.
"Clap, clap..." The old man clapped with a smile, "Kuo Bao, you sang beautifully."
Enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. Writing and singing his own song so well, everyone wanted to take this child home.
Jiang YuKuo bowed slightly again and said without pride or arrogance, "I'm very happy to perform for everyone. Thank you all for your appreciation."
Jiang YuKuo handed the microphone to the host and slowly walked off the stage.
Tang ZiYi quickly kissed Jiang YuKuo's little face.
Jiang YuKuo: "..." Uh... these were people other than Mommy and Aunt Meng who had kissed him.
He felt a bit embarrassed.
"Darling, you were wonderful. It would be great if your mother were here." However, she had already taken a video and sent it to Jiang Nuan.
Jiang YuKuo smiled, "Aunt Tang, my mother is accustomed to our actions. You don't need to expect her to show much emotion."
"Ahhh... How can she be so calm?" Tang ZiYi knew Jiang Nuan's personality; she couldn't describe it in words. Jiang Nuan gave her too mysterious a feeling.
At this moment, the old man walked over, followed by many people. Mu JiuChen and He MingRun exchanged glances. He MingRun quickly understood Mu JiuChen's intention.
Mu JiuChen had whispered a few words in his ear just then, and he realized what jealousy, envy, and hatred meant.
Since they were triplets, and conceived all at once, he was incredibly envious.
"Kuo Bao, may I invite you to have dinner with me?" The old man was very interested in him.
Jiang YuKuo glanced at him, then at Mu JiuChen behind him, and finally nodded.
"Okay, Great-Grandfather!"
Upon hearing this, the old man's smile was boundless, "ZiYi, I'll take Kuo Bao away and bring him back by eight-something. Is that okay?"
Tang ZiYi looked at Jiang YuKuo and asked, "Kuo Bao, can you come home a little later?"
Jiang YuKuo nodded, "As long as it's before eleven."
"Old Man, then my son is in your hands."
The old man was a little displeased. How did he become *your* son?
"Alright, alright! Don't worry, I just want to discuss some lyrics with Kuo Bao. How can such a young child see human nature so clearly?" The old man took Jiang YuKuo's hand and left, instructing Steward Hong to prepare the meal.
Seeing this development, Mu JiuChen realized that Grandpa had also been looking for ShaoQing, but he was holding YuKuo, not ShaoQing. What Grandpa wanted most was to figure out whose child this was.
Mu JiuChen looked at He MingRun. He MingRun's eyes swept over Tan Xue and Mu YunXiao behind him, then looked at Mu Xue and the woman beside her, understanding Mu JiuChen's meaning.
"Xiao Jiu, it's rare for you to be back. Go spend time with your grandfather. I'll chat with your parents."
Mu JiuChen gave He MingRun a look of admiration; only He MingRun understood him best.
"Yes! I'm going now." Mu JiuChen strode after them.
Mu Xue glanced at Lu QiaoYi beside her, "YiYi, hurry!"
He MingRun, seeing this, also gave a look to Xiao Fan beside him.
Xiao Fan was startled, and looking at the imposing Lu QiaoYi, he felt like crying; he couldn't handle it.
Young Master He, giving me such a difficult task, I simply can't complete it!
Xiao Fan resignedly followed, as he couldn't let her disturb the President and the young master during their meal.
Lu QiaoYi had already chased after them. Tan Xue glanced at Mu Xue beside her. This time, she had brought the young lady from the Lu family in Modu, whose status, position, and family background were better than any girl before.
Hmph! She could see Mu Xue's little plan clearly. She would never let Mu Xue succeed.
Mu Xue coolly glanced at her incompetent son beside her. Mu SiChen narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze coldly fixed ahead.
He said, "Mom, Dad, I'm going to greet everyone." Without waiting for Tan Xue's reply, he followed them.
Tan Xue breathed a slight sigh of relief; this son had finally started to use his brain.
Her wrist still hurt, and she didn't even have the courage to eat tonight. She had injured her right hand and couldn't use chopsticks. Combined with Mu YunXiao's infidelity, her emotions were extremely complex.
She had never expected anything from Mu YunXiao; her only expectation was the wealth and status of the Mu family.
Mu YunXiao didn't love her, but she did have feelings for Mu YunXiao.
He MingRun looked at Mu YunXiao. Although they hadn't spoken for many years, since he was here, it was necessary to say hello, "Chairman, let's have a drink."
Mu YunXiao looked deeply at He MingRun. The shrewd and steady eyes held a hint of doubt.
"Young Master He, we haven't been in touch for so many years. Why are you suddenly so 'enthusiastic'?"
Mu YunXiao hadn't paid much attention to the lack of contact from the He family. While the Mu family was at fault for the death of Xiao Jiu's mother, it wasn't a crime worthy of death. He had also regretted it for many years. The dead could not be brought back to life, and he knew his mother-in-law's pain, but what had happened had happened.
The elder was so angry that she cut off all cooperation with the Mu family. He was also very angry.
He MingRun smiled, "That was your generation's business. Should we, the younger generation, hold a grudge forever?"
He would not forget his aunt's grievance, and he believed that someday the truth would be revealed.
He languidly took two glasses of red wine from a servant and handed one to Mu YunXiao, "Chairman, if you don't mind, have a drink."
Mu YunXiao, having weathered many storms, naturally wouldn't argue with a junior.
He clinked glasses with He MingRun and tilted his head to drink.
Li QingShuo felt that He MingRun was acting strange tonight, but he had no proof.
He also stayed by He MingRun's side, chatting with Mu YunXiao and the others.
In Grandpa Mu's Yunhai Courtyard.
The old man looked at Jiang YuKuo, who was wearing a mask, and smiled, "Little friend, you don't remember me? We met that night in the square."
Jiang YuKuo looked at his Great-Grandfather, who was happily talking to himself. This was indeed his Great-Grandfather.
"Great-Grandfather, are you mistaken?" He didn't remember meeting his Great-Grandfather.
"No!" The old man was firm that he had not mistaken him.
"Grandpa." Mu JiuChen walked in.
Seeing him, Jiang YuKuo's expression under the mask worsened.
Why was he here too?
"Oh! Xiao Jiu, why are you here? I don't want to dine with you." The old man said with disdain.