"Amitabha Buddha!"

Facing Su Mutianjun's "enthusiasm", Mu Lige clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and then stopped talking.

Mu Lige mimicked Wuchen's demeanor perfectly. His arrogant and indifferent demeanor was a perfect match for Wuchen. Furthermore, Su Mutianjun and Shangguan Yuechan hadn't seen Wuchen often, so they didn't suspect their "son."

"Li Chen, you're already married, why are you still reciting Buddhist scriptures?"

Su Mutianjun stood up from his seat and glanced at Mu Lige. He fixed his gaze on his bulging belly and examined it for a moment. Then he quickly stepped forward to hold Wuchen's arms and looked him up and down. "Let me take a good look at you. It's been a while since I last saw you. My prince has grown into such a dashing and charming man..."

Su Mutianjun's face showed a mixture of joy and sadness, and his words looked sincere, portraying the image of a loving father to the fullest.

However, no matter how good Su Mutianjun was at disguising himself, in Mu Lige's eyes, his words and actions were nothing more than hypocritical performances.

Although Su Mutianjun always thought that Wuchen was his biological son, the man in front of him who swore that he missed his son so much was the one who abandoned Wuchen in Tianlong Temple on the day he was born.

"The Emperor is so busy with state affairs that he naturally has no time to worry about such trivial matters as whether his son is dead or alive..."

Mu Lige glanced at Su Mutianjun leisurely, smiled slightly, and then put himself into the pitiful situation of Wu Chen in his childhood, who longed for family affection but could not get it, and had endless scriptures to recite and exercises to practice every day.

At this moment, Mu Lige seemed to have transformed into Wuchen. He casually touched his turbaned head and said in a scoundrelly tone, "When I was a child, I also imagined countless times what my father and mother looked like, and why they didn't want me. Was it because I was not obedient or not excellent that they were abandoned? Of course, I also resented why they were so cruel..."

Having said this, Mu Lige paused slightly and continued, "Until one day, I finally figured it out. I wasn't abandoned because I wasn't good enough, but because you guys weren't worthy of being my parents! So what if we're not related? I have a clear conscience!"

Mu Lige's eyes were indifferent and his words were sharp, revealing a coldness that kept people at a distance, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and unwillingness that Wu Chen had ever suffered, even though Wu Chen no longer needed the cheap care of Su Mutianjun and Shangguan Yuechan.

Although Mu Lige saw everything clearly through his identity as Wuchen, this did not affect his heartache for his younger brother. His younger brother, Su Mulizhen, originally had loving parents and a brother like him, and should have grown up happily. However, Su Mutianjun and Shangguan Yuechan destroyed this child's happy life, leaving him to wander alone and sadly in this world.

Mu Lige's gaze flickered between Su Mutianjun and Shangguan Yuechan for a moment, then he said sternly, "So, please stop using those so-called family ties to bind me! I'm grown up now, and will soon have children of my own. I don't need your sympathy or pity!"

After saying this, Mu Lige looked relieved, as if years of pent-up resentment had been released at once.

Mu Lige's words were tinged with deep sadness. If Hua Qingcheng hadn't already known Mu Lige's true thoughts, she would have believed them. She couldn't help but be impressed by his superb acting skills, secretly joking in her heart: The Oscars owe this man a gold medal!

"Li Chen, you're...still refusing to forgive me, right? It's been nineteen years, and you haven't even called me 'Father' or 'Mother'. Do you know how much pain your mother and I feel?"

Su Mutianjun covered his chest with his hands, his brows were furrowed, forming a deep "Chuan" character. A look of pain appeared on his resolute face, and he pretended to be hurt, as if he had been worried about his son in the past years, but could not get the other party's forgiveness.

Mu Lige's lips curled up slightly, a hint of sarcasm forming in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Over the years, have these two ever fulfilled their parental responsibilities to Wu Chen? Now, they're pretending to be heartbroken again. It's truly disgusting!

Shangguan Yuechan, who was sitting on the bed, saw Wuchen's indifferent attitude towards her. Her eyes were red and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes. She sobbed and said, "Lichen, mother knows that you can come back from thousands of miles away to visit me. You still have me in your heart, right?"

Mu Lige glanced at Shangguan Yuechan with cold eyes, and then walked over to a chair not far from Shangguan Yuechan's bed and sat down. He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at his "big belly", looking unmoved.

"Haha!" Mu Lige suddenly sneered and cast his gaze towards Su Mutianjun. "What do you want me to call you? Call you, a heartless man, 'Father'? Or call that woman with a heart as hard as stone who has never hugged me once, 'Mother'? Sorry, I can't do that."

Mu Lige's voice was extremely cold, like a thousand-year-old glacier or ten-thousand-year-old black ice. It seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts and make people shudder.

"Li Chen, how could you say that about my father and mother?" Shangguan Yuechan's voice choked with sobs, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads from a broken string. "When your father and mother sent you to Tianlong Temple to become a monk, they had no other choice! The Imperial Master said you were destined to have bad luck, and that you would not only bring disaster upon your father, but also affect the fortunes of the Longyuan Nation. Only by immersing yourself in Buddhism could you dispel that bad luck, ensuring the safety of you and your father, and the stability of this vast nation..."

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