Seeing Yan Xinxin holding a fruit knife and rushing toward Mu Shaoqian, Mu Jingheng stepped in without hesitation and held her in his arms.
Ning Zitong watched on, her heart pounding.
For a moment, she even felt a bit dazed, realizing she was more worried about Yan Xinxin meeting with an accident.
Witnessing Yan Xinxin with the knife, seemingly ready to kill him, Mu Shaoqian panicked and quickly retreated to the stairs.
"Damn it! Yan Xinxin, have you lost your mind?!"
Mu Jingheng reprimanded harshly, then cautiously loosened his grip.
Looking at Yan Xinxin, with bloodshot eyes and trembling hands, he felt an inexplicable sorrow welling up within him.
"Lady Yan, don’t ruin your life over someone like him."
"He deserves to die!"
Yan Xinxin glared at Mu Shaoqian with reddened eyes.
"Do I owe you Mu siblings anything? Give me back my baby!"
She shouted angrily and hurled the fruit knife at Mu Shaoqian.
Mu Shaoqian quickly turned and dodged, but the gunshot wound on his leg, inflicted by Mo Chuxi, began to throb in pain again. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N0velFire.ɴet
"Shit! You’re insane!"
"You punk, if you don’t want to die, get the hell out of here!"
"Dad! Why are you yelling at me because of this vixen? If she hadn’t stolen Mo Chuxi and made Qianshui so heartbroken, I wouldn’t have caused trouble! She brought this upon herself!"
"Even if Chuxi were truly to become the Mu family’s son-in-law, it wouldn’t have been Qianshui’s! The one betrothed to him as a child was Yuan! Your biological sister, Yuan!"
Mu Jingheng couldn’t hold back and shouted.
Mu Shaoqian also stiffened but quickly craned his neck to argue.
"Dad, what do you mean by that? What do you mean, my biological sister Yuan? Isn’t Qianshui my biological sister?!"
"Yes! Qianshui isn’t..."
Ning Zitong hurried over, interrupting him and pulling Yan Xinxin away.
"Enough! Don’t let an outsider disrupt our family’s peace!"
She snapped angrily, turning to glare at Yan Xinxin.
"Yan Xinxin, this is the last time. From now on, don’t ever come to my house again! Don’t think that just because you resemble my late daughter, we will pity you. Don’t delude yourself! Leave immediately! Leave!"
Faced with Ning Zitong’s expulsion, Yan Xinxin felt as if her heart was ablaze with anguish.
Suppressing her rage, she clenched her fists tightly.
"I will avenge my baby! Mu Shaoqian, you just wait!"
Yan Xinxin shot Mu Shaoqian a fierce glare and, before leaving, glanced at Mu Jingheng.
"Thank you for saving me, and thank you for persuading me."
After uttering her grateful words, Yan Xinxin turned away without looking back.
She practically ran out of the Mu family mansion’s grand gates, her steps faltering, until she reached the weeping cherry tree not far from the entrance.
The pink petals hung down from the branches like a waterfall.
Yan Xinxin raised her hand to wipe her tears and stared blankly at the tree.
Mu Qianyuan, if I’m not you, why do images and memories related to you always surface in my mind?
She was deeply puzzled, lost in thought, when her phone suddenly rang.
Yan Xinxin took out her phone and was surprised to see the call was from Ye Lirong.
The Mu family mansion, inside the house.
The atmosphere was heavy and oppressively silent.
Mu Shaoqian descended the stairs cursing, a swagger in his demeanor.
"Dad, are you seriously treating that vixen Yan Xinxin as Yuan? She’s bullied Qianshui so much, and yet you’re still siding with her? Even Mom can’t tolerate it!"
He appeared righteous and indignant.
"Shaoqian, stop talking!"
Ning Zitong scolded sharply.
"Why shouldn’t I say it? I must stand up for Qianshui! That vixen is trying to pick a fight with me—I’ll deal with her first!"
Mu Jingheng slapped Mu Shaoqian across the face.
"You idiot, get a grip! How long are you going to let Qianshui manipulate you? I’m telling you right now, Qianshui isn’t your biological sister! Can you stop acting like you’re her self-righteous older brother and hurting innocent people?"