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Chapter 1515: 1527: Where Did the CEO Daddy Run Off To? (18)



Chapter 1515: 1527: Where Did the CEO Daddy Run Off To? (18)

Capítulo 1515: Chapter 1527: Where Did the CEO Daddy Run Off To? (18)

Early in the morning, being persistently woken up by someone knocking on the door, Su Li was in a foul mood.

The silver lining was being able to find some amusement.

Su Li held her phone, slouched in a carved wooden chair, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

It was the news from the original owner’s phone’s social media feed, and for the first time, Su Li found herself interested in the Jiang Family’s Young Master, who was reputed to be mediocre and was famously a gossip.

A grown man who manages to out-talk a bunch of gossiping aunts and earn the title of the most chatty gossip; that’s quite impressive.

Usually, such roles are as annoying as busybodies in dark alleys, but unexpectedly… while the Jiang Family’s Young Master was despised, he surprisingly had very few enemies.

Looking at the latest comments under his social media post, there was almost an update every ten seconds.

Oh, Su Li is aware of Mu Zhuoming having many children, after all… whenever his desires surge, pregnancies ensue, and each attempt succeeds.

Roughly estimating, the number of children conceived is truly considerable.

But upon finally seeing the specific number in the social media post, the water Su Li was slowly sipping sprayed right out.

Mu Zhuoming, who was directly opposite her, was unfortunately hit full in the face.

Su Li: “…..”

The air froze for a moment.

Mu Zhuoming, with a cold look, spoke as if squeezing words through gritted teeth: “You did that on purpose.”

But I didn’t, no, don’t talk nonsense.

Mu Zhuoming, with a firm tone, accused Su Li directly.

Su Li expressed: She was unconvinced and would never admit it.

Originally, Mu Zhuoming felt softhearted seeing his wife sitting alone in the corner feeling lost, wanting to say a few comforting words.

After all, it was indeed his failure to keep the initial promise.

But now that things have come to this, she must learn to accept and adjust her psychology herself.

But now, her extreme behavior directly hardened Mu Zhuoming’s soft heart.

Women just love to be emotional.

He doesn’t like women who can’t understand the situation, not to mention that this person would be the Mu Family’s matriarch.

Mu Zhuoming’s expression became a bit distant, wiping off the water on his face, and said coldly: “The children must be acknowledged; you might as well think about how to build a good relationship with them.”

Su Li, confused: Why should she even have to build a relationship with them? They’re not her children.

Ugh, what a scumbag.

Glaring at Mu Zhuoming’s furious figure, Su Li always felt like she had forgotten something very important.

After thinking for a while, a light bulb lit up in her mind: She seemed to have forgotten to prepare Mu Zhuoming’s psychological readiness.

Just hope his heart is strong enough, the surprise of more than 30 kids overnight is not something an ordinary person can endure.

From the time they woke up until now, Mu Jiebang and Liao Jinxiang held their heads high, looking at others with their chins raised.

Especially towards Su Li, showing outright arrogance, much like the Old Buddha glancing sideways, leaving Su Li as a concubine breaking palace rules, subject to their subtle ridicule.

If not for the presence of the appraisers and notary officials, they would certainly be even more excessive.

Even now, although the identification hasn’t been done yet, Liao Jinxiang has already walked back and forth in front of Su Li numerous times.

She arranged family servants everywhere to work; several rooms were redecorated into child-friendly, playful styles.

Apparently, the results aren’t out yet, but those kids have already become nailed-on members of the Mu Family.

Su Li’s eyebrows softened, occasionally lifting her eyes to appreciate Liao Jinxiang’s deliberate embarrassment.

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That smug face… tsk tsk tsk… quite amusing.

With whatever grievances and grudges, as an ancestor once said: in good times, one mustn’t become presumptuous lest they incur retribution.

Five rooms might not be enough; there are over 30 kids, after all.

The Mu Family’s estate is large, but not excessively so. To accommodate over 30 children, it’s quite hard.

Ignorance is bliss; see how pleased Liao Jinxiang looks, Su Li, claiming to be kind, held back the truth.

Let them be happy for a while longer.

Su Li maintained a soft and gentle demeanor throughout, quickly making Liao Jinxiang lose interest and finding her own actions rather foolish now.

Forget it, not bothering with her.

Liao Jinxiang, feeling refreshed, dispelled the gloom of past years, and puffed her chest looking for her old man.

Mu Jiebang at the ancestral altar lit up three sticks of incense: reporting to the ancestors.

He, Liao Jiebang, has lived up to expectations; although he only had Zhuoming, Zhuoming lived up to expectations, having five children. His son lived up to expectations, rounding off it also means he lived up to expectations.

Liao Jiebang, full of joy, glimpsed Liao Jinxiang approaching, immediately signaling: “You come over to offer incense to the ancestors too.”

The thin smoke twirls, winding its way to the sky.

After Liao Jinxiang inserted three sticks into the incense burner, the two turned around happily.

What they didn’t notice was that before the windless altar suddenly spun up a tiny whirlwind, causing the incense candles to flicker intensely, like a startled monster’s agitation.

The couple, with flushed cheeks, walked hand-in-hand to the door, ready to call someone to ask why hasn’t Housekeeper Mu brought someone over yet.

However, before Liao Jinxiang could speak, they were startled by the noise from outside the courtyard gate.

Noisy like a marketplace; such a situation has never occurred in Huating Courtyard.

Yet it happened now, right at their doorstep.

Mu Jiebang naturally frowned and tightened his lips in displeasure, stepping out first.

Liao Jinxiang naturally followed closely behind.

Su Li thought for a moment, lazily got up, dusted off the nonexistent dust from her skirt, smoothed the wrinkles, and leisurely followed the Mu Family’s old couple.

Missing out on the spectacle, how deplorable.

Her plain, decadent lifestyle merely left her with this bit of amusement.

Liao Jinxiang worriedly said, “Judging by the sound, I reckon it’s that shameless Young Master from the Jiang Family.”

To even call him shameless sullies those words; to Liao Jinxiang, he’s faceless and shameless, an incorrigible rogue.

The Jiang Family’s Young Master’s notorious reputation was almost universally known.

Liao Jinxiang, thinking briefly, knew why he came; Jiang Young Master was like a fly in a cesspool, going wherever the stink resides.

Such descriptions are apt, yet feel somehow off.

No time to ponder, Liao Jinxiang held her noble, chilly, wealthy wife mask, walking bravely to meet Jiang *troublemaker* Young Master.

Don’t dream of watching the Mu Family’s spectacle, the madam won’t allow it, you’re unworthy.

Mu Jiebang and Liao Jinxiang walked ahead, followed by Su Li, while Mu Zhuoming stood alongside Su Li, less than half a meter apart.

He remained silent, occasionally casting Su Li deep glances.

Su Li: “…..”

Seems like a normal executive, how did he become somewhat abnormal after knowing he’s a father?

Perhaps Su Li’s overt look of confusion was too apparent, making Mu Zhuoming, who thought his softened demeanor and reconciliatory attempts should dissipate Su Li’s anger, feel like punching cotton.


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