As the heir and future head of this powerful and elite Mu family, he had no say in his marriage. This had been decided by the family elders long ago.
He could only agree and not disagree to the marriage arrangement. As for Mu Wanrou, he was not enticed to touch her at all.
Hence, when their engagement was approaching, riding along the convenience of a health checkup, unbeknown to everyone including herself, he spread a lie of her infertility.
Of course, the woman was healthy and could bear him a healthy baby any time.
What he did was bribe the specialists into telling her that she was infertile.
This was earth-shattering news to her.
This would mean that she was unable to continue the Mu family’s legacy, and her ‘Young Mistress Mu’ would only be a mere title.
The Mu family had access to the most advanced medical facility; hence, despite being deeply dissatisfied, she did not question the diagnosis.
She could only accept the ‘fact’ that she was unable to conceive.
Grandmaster Mu was sorry about this, too.
In the end, the family arranged for surrogacy, which misguidedly led him into discovering Yun Shishi, the real biological daughter of Mu Qingcheng.
It was as if fate had played a big joke on him.
…
Yun Shishi got up early in the morning. Before her father brought Youyou to the kindergarten, the boy specially prepared breakfast for her. A note, with his neat and elegant handwriting, was left on the table. ‘Mommy, Youyou is going to school now. All the best to the boot ceremony later! FIGHTING!’
She was astonished with his note, as well as his beautiful handwriting.
After that, she sat down to enjoy the wonderful spread before her.
She tidied herself up and was about to leave the house when she saw a long Bentley and a van parked outside her house. A few men dressed in black suits were standing respectfully outside the door. When they saw her, their gazes turned sharp and alert.
She was astounded by this grandiosity before her. Taking a step back in awe, she asked, “Who are you people? What is this…”
“Miss Yun, we are here under Chairman Mu’s order to send you over to the boot ceremony at the production camp.”
“Chairman Mu?!” She blurted this out on reflex after recovering from her shock. “Mu Yazhe?”
Why is he making such a big fuss?
She suddenly recalled Qin Zhou’s complaint about that man.
It seemed that Mu Yazhe had given an ultimatum to Lin Fengtian.
No physical contact between her and any male artiste was allowed. She needed to have a stand-in even for the kissing and hand-holding scenes.
The director nearly suffered a stroke because of that demanding order.
She thought it was a joke at first, but upon seeing this platoon of bodyguards outside her doorstep, she finally realized how serious he was.
Why is that man such a ****?!
What an obsessive pervert!
He was physically in London now, so he sent a team of bodyguards to watch over her, instead?
If the film director caught wind of this, he would vomit blood again.
The man in a suit did not say anything further and just opened the car door for her to get in.
Laughing dryly, she said, “There’s no need for this grand arrangement, right? I can go there by myself.”
“Miss Yun, this is Chairman Mu’s order. Please don’t make things difficult for us.” The leader spoke in a low and firm tone, which allowed no further dispute.
She got into the car awkwardly.
The car arrived at the production base without a hitch.