Zhu Min showed an indulgent smile, came to Zhu Mo and rubbed his head:

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? You are happy for your second brother, but your second brother probably wants to kill your father."

"Dad is sorry for letting you witness his loss of composure. You won't blame him, will you?"

Zhu Mo smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

"Ah~ You have to know that Dad loves you three brothers the most. Don't do anything to make Dad sad, okay?"

"Then mom must have loved us very much when she was alive, right?"

Glancing at Zhu Min's face, Zhu Mo's mouth corners curled up into an arc as if he was watching a joke.

Sure enough, a hint of panic flashed in Zhu Min's eyes for a moment, but soon this panic disappeared without a trace.

With a kind smile, he nodded and said, "Of course, your mother will always love us."

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Zhu Mo pursed his lips and nodded.

"Do whatever you want in Nanjiang City. Don't be so restrained. No matter how cautious you are, Dad can see you with these eyes no matter where you are."

Pointing at his eyes.

"Dad will give you enough space to develop. Just go for it. No matter what your dream is, I will always support you."

These words made Zhu Mo a little confused. Originally, Zhu Min had strongly opposed him getting involved in the family infighting, so the meaning of these words was a little hard to understand.

...

Zhu Chi and Wen Hanqiao's wedding was held as scheduled.

Families and forces from all over the country who received the invitation from the Zhu family came to Tianjing City to attend the wedding.

Zhu Chi, dressed in a handsome suit, was smoking one cigarette after another in front of the bathroom sink.

He watched the video sent by Secretary Wang on his phone again and was so angry that he punched the glass to pieces.

Ai Xin's miserable face before her death was deeply engraved in Zhu Chi's heart.

After calming down, he threw the phone into the trash can.

"Okay, I'll marry whoever you want me to marry, right?"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. You old man, this is for the benefit of the family, right?" He adjusted his dress with a cold face, walked out of the bathroom and put on the smile that was always on his face.

It was a grand and luxurious scene, with huge crowds of people and a bustling atmosphere.

The guests congratulated Zhu Chi who came to greet them.

Zhu Min was also smiling, and he sat closely with Wen Xuan, the patriarch of the Wen family, and they had a very pleasant conversation.

In the corner, Han Ningchu looked at the grand scene with shining eyes, muttering, "I'm so envious. Sister Han Qiao got married so soon."

"So what if it's spectacular? Didn't you see that the two people getting married looked reluctant?" Zhu Mo said calmly while leaning against a pillar nearby.

"If my junior brother marries me, will he be reluctant?" Han Ningchu glanced at Zhu Mo with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"That depends on whether both parties love each other enough."

"So do you love Senior?"

Her eyes looked at Zhu Mo affectionately, and the hair that was blocking her eyes was lifted up by Han Ningchu, as if she wanted Zhu Mo to see her eyes clearly that revealed her seriousness.

Zhu Mo smiled wickedly for a long while before saying, "Guess what."

"Tsk~ I won't guess." Han Ningchu curled his lips.

"So are you in love with me?"

Moving closer to Han Ningchu, Zhu Mo gently sniffed the scent of her hair and inadvertently blew a breath of hot air into her ear.

This breath made Han Ningchu feel itchy, and his face suddenly flushed.

Avoiding Zhu Mo's gaze, Han Ningchu moved aside and said, "What a joke! How could I fall in love with you?"

"You're lying because you're panicking."

"How do you know I'm panicking?"

“Because I found it.”

Shy Han Ningchu slapped Zhu Mo's hand away and said angrily, "Don't let others see it."

Just as the two were flirting, a handsome young man with dyed silver hair came up to Han Ningchu.

He put on a flattering smile, put one hand in his trouser pocket and said to Han Ningchu: "Beauty, give me your phone."

Zhu Mo's face turned grim, and he thought to himself, are people so blatant in striking up conversations now?

Do I need to add WeChat directly using my phone?

But don’t you see who Han Ningchu is? Why did he give you a phone?

Looks like I'm going to punch you.

Zhu Mo looked at Han Ningchu's reaction indifferently, only to see that Han Ningchu actually handed the phone to the young man.

The sneer on Zhu Mo's face froze in an instant. He frowned and pulled Han Ningchu to his other side.

His tone was slightly accusatory: "Why did you give him the phone?"

Han Ning was also a little confused for a moment, and said in confusion: "Huh? He didn't bring his phone, so he wanted to use my phone to book a concert ticket..."

The man saw Han Ningchu's gentle tone for the first time. His face was filled with horror. He pointed at Han Ningchu and stammered, "You...you are Han Ningchu?"

Han Ningchu glared at him and punched him on the head: "How dare you call me by my name, Han Xinghe, do you want to die?"

Han Xinghe?

This character is recorded in the book and is Han Ningchu's fourth brother.

In the Han family, Han Ningchu was the only one who followed his lead. He was brutally killed by Chu Tian just a dozen chapters after he appeared.

"Ouch...sister, it hurts so much!"

Han Xinghe made a bitter face and rubbed his head as he spoke pitifully.

"He's your brother...that's okay." Zhu Mo was a little embarrassed.

"What? So you thought you were here to flirt with me?"

Han Ningchu nudged Zhu Mo with his elbow and joked, his big eyes flashing with a cunning light.

"Uh...but why does your brother call you beauty instead of sister?" Zhu Mo quickly changed the subject.

The embarrassment on her face immediately shifted to Han Ningchu's face. She scratched the corner of her mouth with her fingers, not knowing how to explain.

The silly Han Xinghe said bluntly: "Oh~ That's right, the eldest sister asked all the brothers to call her beautiful..."

"Hey, sister! I didn't say anything wrong, why are you hitting me again?"

Han Ningchu blushed, staring at Han Xinghe fiercely, and squeezed out a few words: "My dear brother, I hope...I hope you will shut up and stop talking nonsense."

"Hmm..." Han Xinghe bit his lower lip, looked at Han Ningchu fearfully, and nodded repeatedly.

I don’t know why this violent sister speaks so softly and coquettishly to Zhu Mo.

After unlocking the password on Han Ningchu's phone, he saw that she had actually changed her desktop wallpaper.

The wallpaper is of a very handsome man.

From the angle, it looks like the photo was taken secretly.

Han Xinghe was stunned after seeing it.

I thought that the elder sister probably didn’t want to be a fan, but she actually took a secret photo of a celebrity and used it as the cover.

He scratched his head, looked up in confusion and compared his phone with Zhu Mo.

"Oh~it's him."

"Sister, you changed the cover of your phone. But... why is it this man? Are you secretly in love with him?"

Pointing at Zhu Mo, he asked in a low voice.