Chu Yihong was immediately stunned on the spot.
In his memory, Chu Mucheng and An Xiaoyu never got along.
Ever since An Xiaoyu first arrived at the Chu Family, Chu Mucheng disliked her and even used various methods to bully her.
He witnessed all these things. Later, he had criticized Chu Mucheng for it, but it only made him intensify his efforts.
However, An Xiaoyu... that young girl looked fragile yet was so stubborn, a quality that Chu Mushan could not match.
Actually, Chu Yihong had really wanted to treat An Xiaoyu like his own daughter, but that young girl... always treated him with a kind of polite and distant formality.
Chu Yihong knew that although An Xiaoyu was young, she had a sensitive and proud heart.
Over the years, despite the fights and many unpleasant moments, Chu Yihong thought that as they grew up, their relationship would naturally improve, but now...
His own son... actually admitted openly that he has fallen in love with An Xiaoyu!
How could Chu Yihong possibly accept this?
Chu Yihong was completely shocked; this news really caught him off guard.
But, didn’t he clearly detest An Xiaoyu? Why has it changed now?
"Mucheng, stop making trouble, even joking should have a limit. An Xiaoyu...is your sister, and in this lifetime, she can only be your sister."
"Sister?" Chu Mucheng said with a smile, his gaze cold, "Dad, it seems you forgot something! From the moment she entered the Chu Family’s door, when Aunt Su suggested she should start calling you dad, I refused. I said, I only have one sister, and that is Chu Mushan! Later, when Aunt Su said to let An Xiaoyu change her surname to Chu, I still refused. So, from the beginning to the end, I have never treated her as a sister!"
Chu Yihong felt a severe headache coming on, and his heart suddenly started throbbing intensely.
"Mucheng, you’ve always disliked Xiaoyu, haven’t you? Why did you change your mind now?"
Chu Mucheng pondered for a moment, then said: "I admit, I was not nice to An Xiaoyu in the past, but now I understand, I can’t lose her. That day, when I saw that car heading towards her, my mind went blank. At that moment, all I knew was... I can’t lose her!" Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
Chu Mucheng looked intently at Chu Yihong, sitting across from him, his face calm and indifferent, yet so resolute.
"Dad, everything now is your making. If you hadn’t married Su Linxue, then An Xiaoyu and I... would never have had the chance to meet. So now, whatever you say is too late, I’ve already fallen in love with her!"
In that instant, Chu Yihong’s heart ached fiercely.
Chu Mucheng coldly smiled, and said solemnly: "Dad, did you ever love my mom? No, right?"
Chu Yihong suddenly looked up, staring at his son, his eyes filled with amazement.
Chu Mucheng continued to smile, but his eyes were filled with coldness.
"You and Su Linxue... were lovers in college! However, you loved her but could not be together, and in the end, you married my mom, but you didn’t love her! After my mom gave birth to Shanshan, she developed depression, and later... well, no more about that. Later, less than a year after my mom died, you married Su Linxue. Although I was young back then, I was already sensible. I compromised to fulfill your love with Su Linxue, and now, isn’t it time for you to fulfill my love?"