novelraw Chapter 910: Why Did You Tell Me Yan Xinxin Is My Sister! [2]
Chapter 910: Why Did You Tell Me Yan Xinxin Is My Sister! [2]
A steadfast promise always outweighs the sweetness of honey.
This kind of feeling is wonderful, and only those truly in love can understand it.
The night quiets down.
The Mu family mansion.
The sound of clinking and clanging drifts from the living room downstairs.
Mu Jingheng emerges from the study and sees Mu Shaoqian drinking heavily at the staircase.
He frowns deeply with evident helplessness, truly hating iron for not turning into steel.
Thinking of Mu Shaoqian ending up like this due to Yan Xinxin, he feels even more heartache.
Mu Jingheng quickly walks downstairs. As he enters the living room, a strong smell of alcohol wafts toward him.
Mu Shaoqian lies on the sofa, clothes in disarray, his shirt collar half open, and cheeks flushed.
He looks drunk out of his wits, yet has a hint of sobriety.
"Dad, so late... hic!"
He hiccups.
"Why are you still awake?"
Mu Jingheng glances down at him.
"Get up."
"I don’t want to get up..."
Mu Shaoqian waves the bottle around.
"That Yan Xinxin made me embarrass myself in front of so many people, and even made me call her sister in front of the camera... Sister? Hahaha... When did I, Mu Shaoqian, have a sister! I have only one sister!"
He laughs loudly, completely unconcerned that it’s already the wee hours.
As Mu Jingheng listens to him, his thick eyebrows crease.
"You yourself wanted to bet with Xinxin, and you yourself organized some impromptu event without any plan. Xinxin was right, your failure was inevitable! It’s your own doing!"
"Xinxin? Hahaha... Xinxin? Xinxin!"
Mu Shaoqian rants drunkenly, sarcastically calling Yan Xinxin’s name. Suddenly, he gets up and smashes the bottle in his hand onto the floor.
He suddenly lifts his head, eyes bloodshot with intense resistance.
"Yet today you still believe Yan Xinxin is Qianyuan? Dad, you’re even dumber than I am! I tell you, Yan Xinxin isn’t Qianyuan! She’s not my sister, Mu Qianyuan! She can’t be my Yuan, can’t be!"
He shouts fiercely.
"Yan Xinxin is just a vixen! She’s just a little fox..."
"Smack!"
Mu Jingheng swings his palm, landing a slap on Mu Shaoqian’s face.
"Is it really Xinxin not being Mu Qianyuan, or can you just not accept the fact she’s your biological sister!"
He roars angrily.
The slapped Mu Shaoqian, confused and dazed, stands up, his body swaying, raising a hand to touch his slapped cheek.
"I don’t accept it, of course I don’t accept it!"
Mu Shaoqian raises his hand, looking crazed, and laughs again.
"Of course I don’t accept that vixen as my little princess! How do you expect me to accept that!"
He scoffs in disdain, eyes even more bloodshot than before.
"My little princess was cute and sweet, every morning she’d wake up and go to the garden with me to water the flowers we planted together, she’d sweetly call me brother, she’d climb trees with me to pick peaches! She’d give me what she thought were the best things! She’d say, brother, Yuan loves brother!"
Mu Shaoqian lifts his gaze, his crimson eyes are somehow brimming with tears.
"But Yan Xinxin..."
He sneers, ending with tears streaming from his eyes.
"From the first time I heard about her from Qianshui, I hated her. I ignored her struggles and took her to the clubhouse, allowing my friends to humiliate her, bully her, curse her!"
"For my sister with whom I have no blood relations, I caused a scene at her and Mo Chuxi’s wedding. I watched her face collapse and the blood flow from her body... she miscarried, she miscarried! Yet I was thrilled! Because she took everything that belonged to Qianyuan! I wanted her dead before I was satisfied! But now! What are you telling me?"