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"I said that this man is the one I'm committed to marry. As for you bunch of so-called family members, I don't need you at all." Since her mother passed away, this woman moved in and Jian Yimu had lost the warmth of a family. Her heart had long been cold.
"Dad, she has never regarded us as family members. She doesn't respect Mom either, nor does she treat me as my sister." Jin Yining returned home and heard this sentence immediately. Unable to contain herself, she chimed in and hugged Jinsuoliang's hand, saying pitifully.
"Yimu, I know your mother passed away and you can't come to terms with it. When I married Yuhe into our family, you kept regarding them as enemies." Jian Zhaoliang sighed deeply.
"Humph! How did Mom die? You know it better than I do." Jian Yimofei was still bitter about this matter. She had witnessed her mother's death due to depression.
"Shut up! If you want to leave, just go. You don't have to come back to me asking for help no matter how you fare in the future. " Jian Zhaoliang was enraged by this. Whenever he thought of this matter, he would recall the affair of Jian Yimu's mother.
"Don't worry. I don't want to stay in this place any longer either. It's a place where we have to deal with each other's tricks every day. I had planned to move out as soon as I graduated and found a job. But the plan has been brought forward." Jian Yimu said disdainfully.
"Turns out you had your plans all along. I'm relieved. I regarded you as my own daughter. It's you who has always harbored deep resentment towards me." Lin Yuhe chimed in, adding fuel to the fire. She had been waiting for this day for so long since she saw Jianaimo expelled from the Jia household.
"An unfaithful woman who ruins others' families. Don't put it so sweetly. Mom didn't pass away yet, but you two got together anyway." Jian Yimufo was just young then, but she wasn't stupid. She knew everything clearly about this whole incident.
"Jian Yimu, what do you know? It's your mother's fault for being loose-lipped and having affairs outside the home." The old Mrs. Jian scolded.
"Mom," Jian Zhaoliang called out, cutting short the words of the elderly Mrs. Jian.
"Humph! So that's how the Jians treat their women." Mu Tinghuai remained silent all along. Hearing this, he understood the gist of it all and spoke coldly.
"None of your business! Besides, you're just a nobody in this place. How could I care about you?" Jian Yijin sneered mockingly.
Mou Tinghuai showed no concern for what she said. She lazily sat on the sofa and looked at the several people opposite her, as if watching a monkey show.
"Come on, sit down and wait for the show to start." Mu Tinghai pulled Jian Yimuofu to sit beside him.
He casually took out his mobile phone and sent a message. Then, he took Xiaoyimu's little hand in his own and said, "Did your hand hurt after that beating?"
Jian Yimu was stunned by the question. This fellow suddenly changed his style and made her almost lose track of the flow.
"It doesn't hurt. Although her face is rough and thick-skinned, it won't hurt me." Jian Yimu answered honestly.
Jian Yining heard this and almost choked on her saliva. This woman had hit her and said that her face was thick-skinned and tough. "Which play are you two acting in?"
"Sir, the steward of the Mu family has come to visit." Hearing this, the steward of the house hurriedly brought him in, not daring to be negligent.
Jian Zhaoliang looked over. Behind the butler was a middle-aged man in a suit and a tie.
"Mu, Mu's family?" Jian Zhaoliang couldn't believe it. Could it really be the Mu family he had been thinking of?
"That's the Ma family you're thinking of, isn't it?" Ma's butler replied with a commanding tone.
"Oh dear, this is a rare visitor, a very important guest! Hurry up and bring out the best tea to entertain the VIP." Jian Zhaoliang was so excited that his voice trembled. This was the first family of the capital city. Even if they had a tenuous connection with the Mu family, the benefits would be immeasurable.
Jian Zhaoliang looked towards the sofa in the hall. Mu Tinghuai and Jian Yimu were occupying the best seats. He was so infuriated!
"Both of you get out of here right now! I have a VIP guest today. You'd better behave yourself." Jian Zhaoliang walked over and shouted in a low voice. "Get out!"
"Oh? You're giving me a chance to take back what I said. I'm afraid if I let it go, you'll kneel down and beg me to stay." Mu Tinghuai said with a half-smile, his eyes deep and mysterious, leaving no room for interpretation.
Jian Zhaoliang was momentarily stunned. What did he mean by saying that?
"Chao Liang, why waste so much time talking nonsense to them? Don't be so casual with the honored guests." The old Mrs. Jian, noticing her son's absent-mindedness and the lack of proper decorum, reminded him.
"This is our home, and we don't welcome you. " Jian Yijin spoke up first.
Mu Guanjia wanted to speak up to stop him, but Mu Tinghuai gave him a glance, indicating that he needn't say anything yet.
"Well, shall we go?" Mu Tinghai said so, but he didn't actually stand up. He was still lounging lazily on the sofa.
"Still not moving?" Jian Yi Ning saw that they didn't budge at all and gave them a disdainful look.
"Dear, let's go home." Mu Tinghuai did stand up this time, taking a hold of Jian Yimuofu's hand and walking slowly.
"Ma'am, please have a seat here." Jian Zhaoliang faced Ma'am Mu and his face was all smiles.
"No need. Our master has left for the south. It's no use my staying here." said Ma Jun, the butler, carelessly.
Jian Zhaoliang felt a jolt in his heart. What did Mu Guanjia say? How could he not understand?
"Master Ma, Jiana really can't understand what you mean. Please make it clear." Jian Zhaoliang asked cautiously.
"Humph! You've driven away our master's son. How ignorant you are!" As soon as Mu Guanjie finished speaking, he turned around and respectfully addressed Mu Tinghuai: "Young Master."
"What? He's your family's young lord?" Jane Yi-ning stared at Mu Guan with disbelief. "Dad, this person is a temporary actor hired by them, right? No one has ever seen Mu Guan's steward before."
"Yi Ning." Jian Zhaoliang snapped back, realizing it immediately. He had been in the business world for decades and no one would dare to pretend to be the Ma family's steward.
This time he had no idea at all that he had offended someone who was beyond his reach. His old face now looked even more ugly when smiling than when crying.
Mrs. Jian and Lin Yuhe were dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.
"Stop, stop, Ma Shao. Please wait a moment." Jian Zhaoliang hurriedly ran forward and stopped Ma Tinghuai.
Mou Tinghuai stopped and said, "Huh? What's up?"
"It's my fault for not recognizing the great man. Please, Mr. Mu, considering Yimu's situation, forgive me this time. After all, we are all family now." Jian Zhaoliang said shamelessly.
"Dear wife, do you think I should forgive him?" Mu Tinghuai held the hand of his little lady and handed the decision-making power to her.
"Dear, you heard that just now. I'm no longer his daughter. They have nothing to do with me anymore." Jian Yimu replied calmly.
"Alright, the women I have a crush on will never forgive me." Mu Tinghuai said in a domineering tone, with a loving touch. "They will never forgive me."
Jian Zhaoliang panicked, "Yimu, it's all Dad's fault. I was so angry just now. I was afraid that you would marry any man at random and lose your entire happiness in life."
"You mean, I look bad?" Mu Tinghai raised an eyebrow and asked back.
"No, no, no. Mu Shao misunderstood. I was just too worried about my daughter and lost my ability to make a sound judgment." Jian Zhaoliang said in a servile manner.
"Alright, I'll give you a chance, Master Mu," Mu Tinghuai shouted.
"Yes, Young Master," said Ma, the butler, approaching and taking out a list from the file bag.
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