novelraw Chapter 1516 - 1528: Where Is Daddy CEO Running Off To? (19)
Chapter 1516 - 1528: Where Is Daddy CEO Running Off To? (19)
Mu Zhuoming felt that something was very wrong with him lately, but couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong.
Whenever he looked at Su Li, his heart felt like it was soaked in hot and sour soup.
Although he had never tasted the stuff before, only heard about it from the female employees in his company chatting, when describing his current mood, this was the first term that popped into his mind.
Conflicted and strange.
He seemed to want to be angry but didn’t want to be angry. He appreciated Su Li’s understanding and magnanimity, yet was annoyed by her lack of anger.
It seemed like she had accepted her husband having a secret child just like that—plainly, simply, smoothly.
Even though it was his first time experiencing this, Mu Zhuoming couldn’t help but think that most women wouldn’t react this way, would they?
Stepping out of the room, just standing in the courtyard, he could clearly hear the sounds of children chattering outside the courtyard wall.
The previously restrained and polite children, under the lively atmosphere created by Young Master Jiang, were all laughing and giggling, like oriole birds on the branches in spring.
"Why are there so many kids?" Liao Jinxiang asked in confusion.
Su Li kept her face unchanged and her heart steady, showing no sign of guilt, upright like the purity of the Righteous Path.
Her gaze crossed over her advantageous in-laws, locking eyes with the few familiar faces at the courtyard gate.
Su Li’s smile deepened, and she remarked with a sigh: Today is a good day.
Mu Zhuoming’s deep eyes were glued to Su Li, watching her suddenly jubilant figure, and his chest tightened abruptly.
It was this feeling that made him restless and unable to resolve.
What is she happy about? Why be happy? Could seeing his secret child make her so happy? Has she already loved him to such a crazy, irretrievable extent?
Well, thinking about it that way, his gloomy mood instantly vanished.
Young Master Jiang: "If you form a group and debut, you will absolutely take the world by storm."
Young Master Jiang’s fingers pointed at the few groups of two or three children, "Some of you are surnamed Liao, some Xu, and some... My memory is pretty good, but in the future, you’ll all have the surname Mu. Hahaha..."
Everyone looked stupefied at Young Master Jiang’s solo performance, in the suddenly silent yet awkward atmosphere only his contagious laughter remained.
Young Master Jiang wiped the tear from the corner of his eye, strangely asking: "Isn’t that funny?"
The young master, who received no response, wasn’t bothered; whether it was funny or not wasn’t important. What mattered was...the reunion of relatives with tears in their eyes; he would personally witness the birth of a world record of over thirty children recognizing their father simultaneously.
Young Master Jiang, who had sharp eyes, immediately noticed it when the first head popped out from the inside.
He was jumping and bouncing at the courtyard gate, stretching his arms upward, vigorously waving to the people inside, looking very much like a monkey performing in a circus.
"Uncle Mu, Aunt Mu, quick, quickly look over here." The young master worried the people inside wouldn’t notice the grand scene in front of them.
"Young Master Jiang, you...don’t have to shout so loudly, I can open the door."
Housekeeper Mu, squeezed into the back of the crowd, struggled to push aside the people blocking the way, wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling complex and tense as he pressed a few buttons on the smart lock.
He could already foresee the shocked, cracked expressions of the gentlemen, madam, and young masters.
Perhaps after this matter, he should consider finding another job.
The door slowly and intelligently opened in front of everyone.
The thirty to forty people outside faced the Mu Family and the identification, certification law enforcement personnel inside, just like Weaver and Niu Lang looking across the Milky Way on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.
The ones with more people remained calm and composed. The ones with fewer people were bewildered and dazed.
Having already honed the skill of maintaining a poker face in the face of Mount Tai crumbling, Mu Zhuoming’s expression at this moment was exceedingly amusing, just one big ’bewildered’.
Holy crap, too shocking.
More than thirty similar little faces, some curious, some affectionate, some indifferent, looked at him... His mind went completely blank.
Liao Jinxiang and Mu Jiebang were also dumbfounded, their eyes struggling to locate the Bai Tuanzi among the crowd.
They blended into the crowd of kids, very inconspicuous; if you didn’t look carefully, you really couldn’t pick them out.
What’s more, their plain clothing made them even more dull among the brightly dressed children.
It’s just that the day before, they had stroked and watched these five little faces so many times that they barely managed not to confuse them with other children.
Su Li was almost dying of laughter internally, but she had to keep a calm outward demeanor—it was so difficult to be a good person.
Suddenly, a faint clicking noise reached Su Li’s ears; she looked toward the sound to find Young Master Jiang, who was bent on stirring up trouble, sneakily withdrawing his phone, cherishing it like a treasure, his shoulders shaking with laughter behind stealthily.
His sneaky look was completely out of place in the current solemn, bizarre atmosphere.
Su Li had a thought, quickly pulling up her own WeChat Moments.
Sure enough.....
The latest post on Moments was by Young Master Jiang.
[Congratulations to President Mu for the successful reunion with over thirty children, yay! ✌️]
Attached below were a six-photo grid.
From various angles, fully capturing the touching meeting scene between the two parties, also vividly showcasing Mu Zhuoming’s shock, bewilderment, existential crisis... various inner monologues and mental journey.
To be honest, Young Master Jiang has an extraordinary talent for gossiping.
The photo angles were unique, and he was skilled in the use of filters... In short, he’s quite the talent.
The four workers dispatched by the identification and certification places exchanged glances, their eyes passing over President Mu, the thirty children, and.... their mothers.
The bizarre and absurd emotions fermented in their hearts, their inner monologues filling their gossiping souls.
"Are we not doing the identification?" Su Li’s reminder restarted the stagnant time in the air.
The people from the identification place seemed to suddenly react, hurriedly concealing their exposed emotions, "Ah, yes, we can start now."
"Wait, wait a minute." Liao Jinxiang stopped them: "You said there were five, what, what’s going on with them?"
Liao Jinxiang felt like she was dreaming, like her feet were stepping on clouds, lightly unable to land, both surprised and confused.
Housekeeper Mu answered stiffly: "They say...they’re all the young master’s children."
Someone nodded in agreement, with a face that seemed to say, with that resemblance, how could it not be true?
No identification needed, it’s 100% related.
"Absurd." Mu Zhuoming was so mad Buddha emerged, twice, "Do you have a brain, how could I possibly have fathered so many."
Su Li smiled but said nothing; the truth was: indeed, he fathered so many.
Someone nodded, President Mu made a valid point.
These kids all seemed similar in age; to have fathered so many at once, what kind of immortal fertilization man was President Mu?