Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
He stood up all of a sudden and, under the watchful gaze of a surprised Jing Wushuang, walked toward the couple whose gender was incompatible.
“Uncle. Miss Li…”
Uncle…
It was Jing Wushuang’s turn to look like she had seen a ghost. The man was actually Vice President Mu’s uncle. It was obvious that their age gap was not that far apart but they were from different generations.
The man nodded slightly. He raised his eyes which momentarily met with Jing Wushuang’s.
Jing Wushuang subconsciously averted her gaze and sipped the black coffee before her, as though she happened upon a secret which she should not have seen.
The man’s deep and abstruse eyes carried a sort of dangerous overtone. His long slender fingers drummed on the tabletop nonchalantly. His expression was serious. “Why are you here?”
“I’m here to discuss some matters with a colleague,” Mu Yuhao hastily answered and pointed at Jing Wushuang’s direction as though he was afraid he would be misunderstood.
Mu Yuhao looked at the uncle he idolized since he was a child. He could not help but lament each time. He truly was attractive. Not only did he meet the aesthetic expectations of women, but even men could not pick out a flaw on him.
Those exquisite facial features, that magnificent mannerism, and that aura too powerful for anyone to overlook. The Mu family genes were good, to begin with. He was also good-looking but was still a level under when compared to his uncle.
Mu Yuhao’s father was married into his wife’s family and took his mother’s last name. Since he was a young boy, he was very attached to Mu Jinchen and followed him around wherever he went. Boys had their hero complexes when they were young and idolized their heroes; someone with an outstandingly strong existence to acknowledge and to compare oneself to.
Although Mu Jinchen was only a few years older than him, he was a generation older than him. He was the object of his reverence in every aspect since they were young. An imaginary rival that they vowed to surpass but never succeeded all these years.
His uncle had been abroad all these years and only returned a few days ago.
He overheard his mother trying to match-make his uncle yesterday. His uncle seemed unwilling and got into a dispute because of it. His uncle eventually compromised when his mother shed tears.
He did not know beforehand that the venue was at this very place. “I didn’t know Uncle was going to be here. My presence here has got nothing to do with Mother…”
This incident had caused some tension between his uncle and his mother. He was genuinely afraid that his uncle would think his mother had sent him to tail his uncle.
Mu Jinchen raised his hand that was drumming the tabletop, interrupting him. With his eyes still fixed toward Jing Wushuang’s direction, he said, “I see.”
He had met his female companion in the men’s room. Her then beautiful yet pitiful and tear-stained face was markedly different from her appearance now.
“What’s her name?”
“Huh?” His voice was extremely soft. Mu Yuhao did not respond, only to see Mu Jinchen raise his chin toward Jing Wushuang’s direction.
“Jing Wushuang.” Although Mu Yuhao did not know why his uncle asked this, he answered truthfully nonetheless.
“Jing Wushuang…” Mu Jinchen repeated in his deep resounding voice and said nothing else afterward.
He then raised his arm a little higher this time. A young man dressed in a black suit and shoes immediately appeared and stood reverently before Mu Jinchen.
“Qidong, please send Miss Li home.”
“Yes.”
Chen Qidong then extended his arm out to his side and addressed Li Lisha. “Miss Li, this way please!”
Li Lisha looked like she just recovered from a state of shock. She liked this man right before her for many years. This man was her love-at-first-sight that she had waited for years.