Will Chapter 116 make me a little happier?
"Why do you think that?" Xie Chen asked after a moment of silence.
He didn't want to bring his bad mood to Mu Yan, so he made sure to calm himself down in the car before going home.
Mu Yan looked at him, as if he had been thinking for a moment.
“It’s just… I feel,” Mu Yan said, looking at him, “that I’m not actually unhappy.”
Mu Yan smiled again: "It's good that you're not unhappy."
“…There is a little trouble,” Xie Chen thought for a moment and said, “but I can handle it myself and don’t want you to worry about it.”
Mu Yan shook his head: "Can you tell me? I don't find it annoying."
“My father was poisoned and has been hospitalized. I arranged the treatment plan for him,” Xie Chen said carefully. “That plan was actually not suitable for his physical condition and would only hasten his death. Today… it was discovered by the mother of one of my sisters.”
"It would be fine if others found out, but that auntie... she's rather naive, she might actually cause a scene at the family office."
Mu Yan's breath hitched: "What will happen?"
Seeing his reaction, Xie Chen couldn't help but smile: "Aren't you going to ask me why I arranged a treatment plan that's not suitable for his physical condition?"
Upon hearing this question, Mu Yan realized that he seemed to have overlooked a matter of life and death for an elderly person. He paused, seemingly reflecting on why he had been so indifferent to the old man he had never met.
Xie Chengjun's name is not unfamiliar to Mu Yan and most Chinese people. His rise to power is legendary, and he has a lot of scandals, which makes him very popular with mainland media.
He severed ties with his family in his teens and traveled from northern C country to a coastal city in the south. He then smuggled himself into A country by cargo ship, starting as a lowly casino henchman and eventually becoming a business tycoon in A country.
His marriages were also a topic of much discussion in both countries' media. Officially, he was only married once, and after his wife passed away early due to poor health, he never remarried. However, the number of his mistresses and illegitimate children provided a considerable source of entertainment for gossip media outlets in both countries.
There are even rumors that he has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, as well as political influence. He was informed before Country A began to legislate against these organized crime activities, and then managed to cut off all his shady businesses.
Mu Yan had seen his photo and, apart from thinking he looked fierce, didn't have any other feelings about him.
Judging from the way He Fanhui fought with his other brother, he probably wasn't a good father either.
When Mu Yan asked Xie Chen what would happen if others found out, he didn't seem to consider the possibility that Xie Chengjun was a bad person and deserved it. He just felt that Xie Chen must have his reasons for everything he did.
"He probably isn't good to you guys..."
“Yes,” Xie Chen nodded, “He has many children because he feels that his genes are excellent and it would be a pity if they disappeared.”
"If someone reports you, will you be in trouble? What should you do?"
Xie Chen shook his head: "Nothing will happen, just let them investigate. I'm only unhappy because if she reports this to the family office under her real name, she will be punished."
"She has a daughter, who is one of my sisters. She is very talented in business and very capable. Now she may be implicated. I feel... a little sad for her."
Xie Chen is not afraid of being investigated because most of the Xie family members can see the situation clearly. He has completely taken control of all of Xie Chengjun's businesses and has his own people in the military. Such behavior is meaningless except to cause trouble for Xie Chen and the family office.
It didn't matter if others knew; most of the Xie family had no feelings for Xie Chengjun and just wanted him to die quickly so they could divide the family property.
When he was still young and strong, Xie Chengjun was an absolute tyrant. He held all the family property firmly in his hands, and when it came to his children's education, he believed that young people should endure more hardship.
No one in this family had any real feelings for him; they all wished he would die sooner. But if you were to ask who knew that Xie Chen would cause the most trouble by taking action against Xie Chengjun, it would definitely be Song Jingrong.
Song Jingrong was lucky. Although she had no family background and wasn't very bright, she knew how to please Xie Chengjun and gave birth to a smart, capable daughter named Xie Xiao who could see the situation clearly, which allowed her to gain a foothold in the Xie family.
Xie Xiao is very smart. Although she is a bit cunning, she uses her intelligence for good. Among the Xie family children, apart from He Fan, she is the one who is closest to Xie Chen.
Xie Chen secured the last position as the foundation's director for her, but soon she would have to give it up again because of Song Jingrong.
Even if Xie Chen didn't mind Song Jingrong reporting him, the other people in the foundation would soon find out, and they definitely wouldn't want someone so closely associated with a time bomb to occupy such an important position.
Xie Xiao is very smart, and she won't blame him.
But they can't go back to the past. That's how family relationships are. You need to help and support each other many times before you can see each other's true feelings, but it's easy for estrangement to arise.
Mu Yan listened to his words and could sense that this was something very important and needed to be kept secret. She nodded as if she understood but not quite.
"I already told you, hearing this will be a bit upsetting." Xie Chen smiled at him helplessly.
He regretted telling Mu Yan all this. Telling him about the mess Xie family was just making one more person feel upset and upset.
He seemed to have never complained about these things to anyone, not even He Fan and He Qingyun.
Everyone has their own troubles. Sharing them with others, especially someone as empathetic as Mu Yan, would only add to their worries.
"Would it make you feel better to talk about it?" Mu Yan didn't answer his question directly, but instead asked him in return.
Everyone needs an outlet to vent; even a database will become unusable if it holds too much information.
Xie Chen stared at him blankly, belatedly realizing that after speaking out, the knot in his chest had actually lightened a bit.
Mu Yan seems to possess a magical quality that makes people inexplicably relax in his presence and want to talk to him a lot.
For a moment, Xie Chen even wondered if Mu Yan really needed his pheromones, or... the other way around.
"I'm much happier now," he said. "Want to go for a walk together? You haven't walked the dog today, have you?"
Mu Yan smiled and said, "Okay."
Mu Yan is not actually a quiet person. Compared to when they first met, he becomes much more talkative once they get to know each other.
He excitedly said that the chef who came to apply for the job today was from the same place as his mother's hometown. He could tell just by listening to the accent, and when he asked, it turned out to be true.
"We also have a local specialty called thin pancakes. It's made by stir-frying a lot of vegetables and then wrapping them in a thin pancake, just like you would with Peking duck. It's very delicious."
Actually, even back home, we could only eat this during the Dragon Boat Festival. Before coming to Country A, Mu Juanhua originally wanted to make it for Mu Yan, but Mu Yan felt that she was feeling well and declined.
"Isn't it quite troublesome to cook a lot of dishes?"
"It's quite troublesome. If you're not quick, one dish is easily cooked and the next one gets cold. Next time, I'll cook with her, and you can try it too. It's delicious."
“Let’s talk about this after you’re feeling better,” Xie Chen would become a little serious whenever the topic came up. “If you’re tired from cooking and smell the fumes, you’ll have even less appetite.”
Xie Chen always seemed to be very serious, even a bit nagging. In just a few days, Mu Yan had gotten used to him. Sometimes, he would say the first half of a sentence and Mu Yan could guess the second half, as if the two of them had really grown up together.
It must be admitted that there really seems to be something called fate between people. White hair is like new, meeting for the first time feels like meeting an old friend. Perhaps it is because the two of them are too easy for others to see through, Mu Yan even has the illusion that he has known Xie Chen for a long time.
Summer is just around the corner, and the cool evening breeze will only make you feel comfortable.
Mu Yan got tired after walking for a while, and Xie Chen wanted him to walk more, so he took his hand and walked for a while longer.
Xie Chen reached out his hand so naturally that Mu Yan instinctively reached out his hand as well, and was quickly grasped by him.
His hands were dry and warm, with calluses from the gun, but because he wasn't gripping them tightly, they didn't feel uncomfortable.
"I'm a little tired, I might not be able to walk when I get back..." Mu Yan said a little embarrassed.
"If you have the energy, walk a little longer. If you can't walk back, I'll carry you." S-class alphas have extremely sharp hearing. Xie Chen was actually listening to Mu Yan's breathing and heartbeat to judge how much strength he still had. "Walk a little longer, be good."
He used to help train new recruits when he was in the military, so he was very good at judging these kinds of things.
In fact, Mu Yan was not completely unable to walk yet, but Tang Yuan was the first to become unable to walk.
He rubbed his wet nose against Mu Yan's trouser leg, acting spoiled, and stared at Mu Yan with his round, watery eyes, like black grapes, indicating that he didn't want to leave.
Tangyuan was less than four months old and not very big, so Mu Yan steeled himself and picked it up.
"Carrying weight is good," Xie Chen thought, seeing this scene, but did not immediately reach out to take the glutinous rice ball.
Carrying weights is good for the heart and lungs, accelerates calorie consumption, and is beneficial for sleep and appetite.
He only picked up Tangyuan when he felt Mu Yan's breathing become a little heavier.
Walking the dog is really tiring. After taking a shower, Mu Yan drank the milk that Xie Chen had warmed up for him. Looking at Tangyuan in the living room, who had picked up a toy again and wanted to play catch with him, he vowed that he would never continue to spoil this naughty little dog like this.
Mu Yan has been having frequent dreams lately. After exercising so much today, he thought he probably wouldn't have any more dreams.
He's been having the same dream a lot lately: an injured horse is rescued by a white wolf, and then the white wolf limps away.
Mu Juanhua was born in the Year of the Horse, and she had recently undergone a liver transplant. Mu Yan couldn't help but wonder if this dream was hinting at something to him.
However, the donor for the transplant surgery was anonymous, and since the donor was unwilling to reveal his identity, Mu Yan had no way of finding him.
This hospital regulation is quite normal; it's to protect donor privacy, prevent patients' conditions from worsening, and avoid using moral blackmail to force donors to donate a second time.
But Mu Yan just wanted to thank him in person.
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