She has always been willful and Bao Mingyuan also had no way to deal with her, so he could only helplessly say to Mu Qun: "Please forgive her, the child is ignorant."
Mu Qun took a sip of tea and smiled lightly: "Rest assured, I certainly won’t take it to heart."
Bao Jingyuan was thoroughly against it, but upon hearing this, she took a closer look at this Mr. Mu Jiu.
He wasn’t very old and was extremely handsome.
She, being young, was somewhat moved by good-looking men, especially when the other party was also interested in her.
Just as she was feeling the stirrings of youthful emotions, Mu Qun said to Bao Mingyuan, "Sir is mistaken, the lady I wish to marry is Miss Su."
Upon hearing this, Bao Jingyuan’s delicate face twitched unnaturally.
She felt extremely embarrassed; she had simply humiliated herself.
Mu Qun completely ignored her, and politely said to Bao Mingyuan: "It’s rather abrupt of me, but may I have the honor of meeting Miss Su?"
Bao Mingyuan was still in shock.
After a while, he finally asked: "How does Mr. Mu Jiu know Ruanruan?"
Mu Qun tapped his trousers and smiled lightly: "I have had the fortune of a brief encounter with Miss Su, and just last night, I heard of her deeds and took a great liking to her."
After hearing this, Bao Mingyuan took a sip of tea to compose himself before saying: "There’s no need to be so hasty! And furthermore..."
He looked up at his second son on the second floor, speaking deliberately: "I assume Mr. Mu Jiu also knows what Ruanruan means to the Bao Family."
This half-hearted objection didn’t bother Mu Qun at all, "I’ve also heard that you, sir, once considered introducing Miss Su to the only son of the Gu Family. Therefore, Miss Su doesn’t have any marital ties with the Bao Family, which is why I’ve taken the liberty to come here."
He made a well-reasoned case, and Bao Mingyuan felt that this man in his early thirties was not easy to handle.
In fact, marrying Ruanruan to the well-connected and powerful Mu Qun would bring benefits, but after last night, Bao Mingyuan had developed special feelings for Su Ruanruan and was reluctant to let her go.
Although Ruanruan’s background was unclear, she deserved a clean and honorable family, and marrying someone like Mu Qun who had emerged from the mud would be too much of a compromise for her.
Moreover, Ziqi’s attitude towards Ruanruan was still ambiguously undefined.
Bao Mingyuan smiled faintly: "Mr. Mu Jiu seems to be well-informed, and you must also know that this kid is quite headstrong. Hence, even as her uncle, I cannot decide on her marriage. How about this: when Ruanruan returns, I will ask her about it."
Mu Qun was surprised: "She’s not at the Bao Family’s home?"
Bao Mingyuan then said: "Early this morning, the Gu Family called, saying they had taken her to rest at their place."
Hearing that Su Ruanruan was not around, Mu Qun prepared to take his leave.
Bao Mingyuan courteously saw him out, also tactfully indicating that he could not accept those gifts.
Mu Qun offered a slight smile: "Consider it a modest gift of respect to you, sir, for our future interactions."
Bao Mingyuan’s expression stiffened.
Was this man planning to impose himself on the Bao Family?
What era was this, to still talk of forced marriages?
Besides, the Bao Family’s influence was not something Mu Qun could just shake, this young man was far too presumptuous.
Indeed, Mu Qun was audacious. Without this boldness, how could he have achieved his position today?
He insisted on leaving the gifts, half-forcing, half-politely, and took his leave with his entourage.
After the car drove away, Bao Mingyuan stood in the center of the living room, his expression as dark as still water.
Bao Ziqi slowly descended from the second floor, his fingers lightly tracing over the gifts.
Bao Jingyuan kicked at them, discontentedly saying: "Who does he think he is! Daring to make a scene in our home."