Chapter 4
Early in the morning.
Mu Yashan, who had taken performance-enhancing drugs, came to the door in a loud and boisterous manner.
"I knew you'd be here."
Mu Zhengxi, who had just finished washing up in the bathroom, didn't even glance at me and asked irritably, "What do you want?"
Among the children of his generation, Mu Yashan, who was born a month after him, was the only cousin he could be considered close to. The reason was simple: she was tough and didn't cry much.
The man, whose mouth was practically stretched to the back of his head, ignored Mu Zhengxi's impatient attitude and followed behind him. "V5 band is having a concert in Singapore next weekend. I told my mom we should go together, and she agreed."
Nine-tenths of this irresponsibility stems from being spoiled.
But Mu Zhengxi didn't tolerate her.
"I'm annoyed, I'm not going."
The person, whose face clearly showed morning grumpiness, waved and walked into the dining room.
"What happened? What happened? You just beat up that kid Chen Haosen, right? No way, it's not over yet? Old Dan isn't really going to fire you, is he?"
"Open it or not, it's up to you."
The aroma of seaweed wontons sprinkled with chopped dried shrimp wafted through the air, along with freshly baked hot fried dough sticks and sugar-coated fried pancakes. Mu Yashan's attention was immediately drawn to them. She sniffed forward like a dog, "Sister Xia, I want to eat wontons too."
"Okay, I'll make you a bowl too."
As soon as she finished speaking, she sat down without ceremony, reached out to take the bowl in front of Mu Zhengxi, and snatched the food in a very tactful way.
"I'll try one."
"Get out."
Today, Mu Yashan had no intention of arguing with him; in fact, she even said in a good-natured manner, "Okay, okay, you eat first, you eat first."
"This was originally mine!"
One doesn't visit the temple without a reason.
Mu Zhengxi saw right through him.
Mu Yashan rested her chin on her hands on the table, pretending to be obedient, and blinked at him.
Mu Zhengxi swallowed a wonton and instantly lost all its color, aroma, and flavor.
"Don't disgust me, Mu Yashan."
"Why do you say that, bro? I suddenly realized you're really handsome today."
"Oh."
Mu Zhengxi, who hadn't slept well all night, suddenly remembered that his acquaintance with Jiang Jiawei was because of this brat.
For the picky and demanding eldest daughter of the Mu family, Jiang Jiawei is the only makeup artist she has ever worked with who has satisfied her.
Rather than saying he was satisfied, Mu Zhengxi felt it was more appropriate to say he had tamed her. Well, not only was Mu Yashan a problem, but he had also dragged himself into this mess.
Mu Zhengxi pointed at the person in front of him and solemnly warned, "Mu Yashan, you better stay away from that Jiang guy from now on."
Unexpectedly, the person who had been pretending for less than three minutes immediately jumped up and shouted, "Who told you about me and Jiang Xiahang? Was it Xu Zizhao?!"
Oh ho, this unintentional act actually uncovered a secret affair.
"You've really gotten together with Jiang Xiahang??"
"What do you mean 'all together'? Mu Zhengxi, watch your words."
"Or else? Talk about love?"
"I'm warning you, don't you dare tell my mom."
Mu Zhengxi snorted, "Do you think I'm like you, always tattled?" After thinking for a moment, he teased, "You wouldn't be forcing yourself on me, would you?"
Mu Yashan retorted, "Do you think I'm like you?!"
"That weakling Jiang Xiahang is like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees you. If you didn't force yourself on him, would he have agreed willingly?"
"Who are you calling a weakling, Mu Zhengxi!"
"I'm afraid he'll fall apart if you punch him."
A major war was about to break out.
Minxia, who was carrying a bowl of freshly made wontons, quickly stopped the two sworn enemies who had been fighting since childhood.
"Hey, don't fight, don't fight, the wontons are here, the wontons are here."
He put down the bowl and quickly pulled Mu Yashan back to sit in the chair.
"Sister Xia, Mu Zhengxi, bullied me!"
Even Bao Qingtian couldn't tell if a fight could be started with just a glance. Sister Xia, with her rich experience, used two tricks: being perfunctory and changing the subject, "Okay, okay, try it. Sister Xia put in a lot of your favorite little shrimp."
"Sister Xia! I knew you were the best!"
Mu Zhengxi scoffed and provocatively mouthed the word "weakling" to the coquettish Mu Yashan.
As Xia Jie turned her back, Mu Yashan retaliated by giving him the middle finger.
Then the two of them started attacking each other with their eyes, like elementary school students, without causing any harm.
Of course, they don't always fight when they're together; their relationship usually grows stronger and is maintained through working together in bad ways.
"Call your weak boyfriend and ask which hospital Chen Haosen is in."
After changing his clothes, Mu Zhengxi kicked Mu Yashan, who was squatting on the balcony teasing a stray cat with a sausage.
"What did you say?"
A deadly glare flew towards him.
"Tsk, Jiang Xiahang, hurry up."
Mu Yashan clapped her hands in satisfaction and stood up. "What are you doing? Want to fight again?"
"No way." Mu Zhengxi put his hands in his pockets, a roguish smirk on his face. "Go check on him, buddy."
Watching the excitement is an instinct ingrained in our national genes.
Mu Yashan followed behind Mu Zhengxi, but she hadn't completely forgotten their shallow blood relationship, and offered a token piece of advice, "Don't really do anything reckless."
Being advised to leave and being expelled are two different things.
The suggestion to withdraw indicates that there is still room for negotiation.
Jiang Wenqing said that people cannot sit idly by and wait for death.
Mu Zhengxi had no reason to seek death for the time being, and of course, he did not want to be transported to the other side of the ocean.
Chen Haosen's reckless actions backfired, and he gained nothing. Like Mu Zhengxi, he was not only expelled from the party but also ended up in the hospital in a terrible state.
Fifth floor of the inpatient department of the Eighth Medical Center of the Army.
Mu Zhengxi found the ward with ease and instructed Mu Yashan to guard the door.
The person sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed playing games, who was originally engrossed in playing, immediately shoved the game console under the pillow and lay down to pretend to be dead when they heard a noise at the door.
Mu Zhengxi walked into the ward and greeted him like a buddy, "Long time no see, Chen Haosen."
The man who had sprung up cursed, his eyes filled with terror; he had been completely defeated in this fight.
"Why are you here!"
What are you doing!
Chen Haosen was about to shout when someone covered his mouth as he looked at the door of the ward.
"Shut up."
Only after receiving the assurance did Mu Zhengxi release his hand, then disgustedly took a tissue and wiped his hands.
Upon regaining his freedom, Chen Haosen immediately leaned forward to press the bell.
Mu Zhengxi had anticipated this and reached out to block it before he could.
"Are you asking for a beating?"
"Damn, my legs hurt!"
Mu Zhengxi glanced down at the right leg, which was pretending to be in a cast, and slapped it, saying, "Stop pretending." He knew how badly the other person was injured in the fight.
Chen Haosen has been holed up in this hospital for over half a month, with his mother covering for him. Ultimately, it's because she's afraid of getting a beating from his father when she gets home. Although Chen Haosen is useless, his father is still reasonable.
"Alright, I really won't hit you."
Chen Haosen was unconvinced and swore.
Mu Zhengxi didn't care. After all, strength speaks for itself, and he wasn't the one lying here. He casually sat down on the sofa and unceremoniously broke off a banana and slowly began to eat it.
Chen Haosen turned around and sat facing the person. "What exactly do you want?"
Chen Haosen was getting creeped out by his unhurried and silent demeanor. He straightened his chest and, with a "what the hell" attitude, said, "Just say you want to fight. Come on, I'll give you this leg too."
Mu Zhengxi twitched his lips. What a pathetic person. He can say such things with such an arrogant attitude. It's really hard to understand how someone like Chen Haosen has the nerve to still be alive on Earth.
"Damn it, Mu Zhengxi, what do you mean by this?! Are you here to laugh at me?!"
Mu Zhengxi was utterly speechless. He retorted, "Do I need to come here specifically to see your joke?"
High-level assassins kill without shedding blood.
This was even more unbearable than breaking Chen Haosen's leg. Mu Zhengxi threw the banana peel at the man who was about to get out of bed for a final showdown, glanced at him to stop Chen Haosen's impotent rage, crossed his legs and swung his toes, and said: "I intend to agree with the principal's opinion and publicly apologize to you in front of the whole school for injuring you and causing you to be hospitalized."
"What?!!!"
He snapped his fingers. "Oh, by the way, I'm also giving you the title of captain of the football team as an apology gift."
"Mu Zhengxi!!!"
"Why are you calling me 'Dad'?"
Looking refreshed, Mu Zhengxi walked out of the ward and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
Mu Yashan, who was standing with her arms crossed against the wall, knew she had succeeded from his deadpan expression, but she still had to ask how it went.
"Is it possible that your brother can't handle it?"
Mu Yashan rolled her eyes, then took the man's arm and said in a high-pitched voice, "Brother, shall we meet up this weekend?"
"It depends on my mood."
"Mu Zhengxi, don't push your luck."
"I'm giving you a chance to reorganize your language."
"Brother~ Zhengxi brother~"
A chill ran down Mu Zhengxi's spine, and he felt like he was going to throw up his dinner from the night before. Looking at that fawning face, he commented, "Mu Yashan, you're disgusting."
He landed a punch directly on his back.
I really feel like throwing up this time.
"Don't push your luck!"
The principal's office on Monday.
The two individuals involved, dressed formally in their school uniforms, stood side by side in the office, looking rather disheveled. Even a casual glance between them felt like an insult, yet they maintained a composed demeanor as they watched the two fathers politely exchange tea.
Ultimately, the principal didn't really want to expel the two. Daniel, being a foreigner, had been in China for a long time and knew a thing or two about social etiquette.
I stepped out of the office.
Mu Zhengxi followed behind Mu Shaoqing.
Before leaving school, Mu Shaoqing left behind three Chinese characters that were as harmful as car exhaust.
"Behave yourself."
The trip to England was put on hold, but this wasn't entirely because Mu Zhengxi had taken the initiative to admit his mistake. Another reason was that the busy boss Mu clearly had a lower tolerance for chaotic family issues.
All things considered, Mu Zhengxi staying in the country is the best option that benefits everyone.
Mu Zhengxi's glorious return to campus brought the happiest people to Yan Yuheng and Xu Zizhao.
The three musketeers of the football team reunited.
Chen Haosen certainly didn't dare to take over the captain's position; his leg in a cast gave him a convenient way out.
This is probably what they mean by "misfortune may be a blessing in disguise".
On the way home after playing football, Mu Zhengxi finally couldn't help but bring up the matter of Jiang Jiawei to Yan Yuheng and Xu Zizhao.
"If you dreamed of your future wife, but found that she wasn't your type, what would you do?"
Yan Yuheng glanced at him. "What's wrong? Did you dream about your future wife?"
There are no "what ifs" or "friends" between brothers. If you ask them, they'll all just project themselves onto the person in question.
Xu Zizhao quickly followed up: "Which one? Joey Wong or Akina Nakamori?"
They're never serious.
Mu Zhengxi kicked the man and said, "Get lost."
"How could I marry someone I don't like? That would be crazy!"
Xu Zizhao's carefree and irresponsible words were truly a wake-up call.
Jiang Jiawei is now a high school sophomore, the same age as him. They say girls change a lot as they grow up. According to the timeline in the dream, they should have met when they were twenty-four, so there are still two changes to go.
Mu Zhengxi suddenly felt that hope had returned to his life.
Over the weekend, Mu Zhengxi accompanied Mu Yashan to Singapore to see a band performance. After being a well-behaved student for a few days, Mu Zhengxi couldn't hold back any longer during his social practice class on Friday afternoon. He rushed to the airport and flew to Changqing.
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