Mu Shilian still remembers that when Mu Shicang was in high school, Old Master Mu gave him a fountain pen on his birthday. During that time, he really liked that pen and used it almost every day.
However, a girl in his class had a crush on him and wanted to buy the same pen as him, so she secretly took the pen away to take a photo and accidentally dropped it and broke it. The pen was not valuable, but it was Mu Shicang's favorite thing at the time.
So, the girl never showed up at school again the next day, and even a year later, the girl's home disappeared in Jin Kyoto.
Most people would think that this was too petty, but Mu Shicang didn't care. As long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.
Such things happen all the time, whether in life or work. Mu Shilian doesn't want to be involved in this matter at all. Anyway, no matter who else he puts the blame on, it can't be related to him.
He scratched the sofa hard with his fingers, making a slight creaking sound. At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside the living room. Immediately afterwards, a man in black walked in. He lowered his head and did not look at anyone. He walked directly behind Mu Shicang and whispered something in his ear. Before the man in black finished speaking, another person walked in from the living room door.
An old lady with her hair in an ancient matronly style and wearing a navy blue cheongsam with dark silk embroidery.
Yang Shushu sat in the corner, looking at the old lady curiously, trying to find this person from her original memory. After searching for a long time, she finally had a vague impression. It seemed that she was the sister of Old Master Mu, that is, the great-aunt of Mu Shicang?
The original body did not have a deep memory of this old lady. She only remembered that when Mu Shicang introduced some members of the Mu family to her, the old lady's attitude was quite arrogant and she didn't even look at her.
Well, she had to admit that when she first saw the old lady coming in, she felt like she was seeing the mistress of the house in a TV drama about domestic intrigue.
The old lady was holding a little boy of about five or six years old in the hand. The little boy was wearing overalls and a white shirt, looking like a special little prince. However, the little prince looked like he was woken up from his sleep. Not only were his clothes not properly dressed, but he was also sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and looked blankly at the adults in the room.
Mu Chunyu's eyes, which were quite similar to Old Master Mu's, looked around the living room and finally found Yang Shushu sitting in the corner, and then his gaze fixed on her.
Seeing the old lady looking like she was ready to accuse her, Yang Shushu was quite puzzled, but she did not speak in a hurry. She wanted to see what the old lady wanted to do.
"You just caused a scandal two days ago, what's up with you today?" She said as she looked away with disdain, walked into the house, and looked at Mu Shicang: "I told you a long time ago that this kind of woman is just for fun, not for marriage. Look at the fuss you've made. Now everyone in Jinjing is laughing at you. You're still restless after this, burning the house down. I'm ashamed she would do that."
As soon as the old lady arrived, she directly pinned the blame on Yang Shushu, who was completely amused. Mu Shilian had already breathed a sigh of relief and sat there comfortably. Chi Ling seemed to have found a savior. She walked over affectionately and helped the old lady sit down: "Auntie, it's so late, even you were alarmed. Please sit down, sit down quickly."
Mu Chunyu held the little boy on her lap and patted him to sleep while saying, "I suddenly missed Xiaozhuang and wanted to come and see him, and then I heard about this."
As she spoke, she looked at Mu Shicang and said, "Ah Cang, the scandal of the last elopement hasn't passed yet. It won't be good if this gets out. You have to think it over carefully."
The old lady looked at Mu Shicang, her eyes, similar to those of Old Master Mu, were filled with threats and pressure, but Mu Shicang was not moved at all. He just smiled and said, "It seems that you are worried about me. You are not sleeping so late, thinking about your nephew in the middle of the night. I wonder what your grandson thinks?"
Mu Shicang didn't give the old lady any face at all. The old lady was so angry that her face changed and she said sternly: "How can you talk to your elders? You can't even control your own daughter-in-law, but you only know how to show off your power to your family. I don't know what your grandfather taught you."
"Well, it's okay. I'm a little bit better than my cousins." Mu Shicang smiled gently, but the words he said were enough to make the old lady mad. If the old lady hadn't been holding a child in her arms, she would probably have thrown the thing directly at his face.
Mu Shicang's bone was too hard to chew, so the old lady pointed the finger directly at Yang Shushu who had been standing in the corner.
"What's going on? Don't you know how to greet your elders when you see them?"
"..." Yang Shushu almost couldn't hold back her laughter. This old lady really thought she was the mistress of the house in ancient times.
She stood in the corner without moving, and said with a half-smile, "The uncles and aunts haven't greeted me yet. As a junior, I'm not in a hurry."
Mu Chunyu had only met Yang Shushu once, and her impression of her was that she was timid and unpresentable. Later, when she heard some things from the people in the Mu family's main residence, this impression was even more profound. So she never expected that Yang Shushu would dare to disobey her in front of so many people.
He immediately stuffed Mu Qingzhuang into Chi Ling's arms, stood up, and shouted sternly, "Get over here right now."
Mu Qingzhuang was startled and twitched twice in Chi Ling's arms. Chi Ling quickly patted his back to comfort him. The child was sleeping in a daze, and in the familiar embrace, he gradually calmed down.
At this time, Mu Qingyi stood up and whispered a few words in Mu Chunyu's ear. Mu Chunyu was stunned for a moment, then curled the corner of her mouth in disdain, glanced at Yang Shushu sharply, and snorted coldly: "Then today is a good time for me to teach her a lesson."
As she spoke, she called out to Yang Shushu again, "Come here now."
Yang Shushu was originally leaning against the wall with her arms around her chest, but she finally moved. She took two steps forward slowly. She didn't even look at Mu Chunyu, but at Mu Shicang. Mu Shicang received her gaze, and for some reason, he inexplicably understood what she meant.
It seems like he's saying: If you get mad later, I won't be responsible.
Mu Shicang and his aunt had never gotten along well. This aunt might have been spoiled by the elders in the family when she was young. She has been self-centered from her youth to now. She believes that nothing is wrong with her in this world and that everyone else is wrong. She got married and married a weak man. In addition, with the background of the Mu family, she now has the final say in the other family.
But Mu Shicang just didn't fall for her tricks. Three years ago, he even sent her little son to the hospital for a year without any hesitation. Since then, the two sides have not even bothered to maintain superficial peace.
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