"Look at me, I got so excited I forgot everything. Come on, come on, come inside." Mr. Mu snapped back to reality and ushered Mu Qiancheng into the house.
Mu Qiancheng didn’t speak and walked in with his things.
Just now, at the hotel entrance, he saw someone selling fruit and went out of his way to buy some.
Mr. Mu saw the fruit in Mu Qiancheng’s hands too, his smile deepened, but he said, "You child, you came, that’s enough, why buy something?"
"Just some fruit, nothing expensive," Mu Qiancheng said lightly, then looked around the whole room before asking, "Why did you come to Xu City yourself? If there’s anything, mentioning it over the phone would have sufficed."
"Haven’t been here for a long time, so came to have a look," Mr. Mu replied with a smile. He couldn’t admit he missed Mu Qiancheng, afraid he might react badly.
Now, finally, his grandson is willing to be close to him, he couldn’t push him away again. Even if this closeness had an ulterior motive, he would gladly accept it.
"Then stay for a few more days." Mu Qiancheng actually didn’t know what to say to Mr. Mu. Even though they’re grandfather and grandson, they’ve never been together before.
Moreover, they’ve never interacted much; although they’re not strangers, they’re not much better than strangers.
"Chengcheng, is your transfer here going well? If there’s any difficulty, feel free to let me know." Mr. Mu, seeing Mu Qiancheng silent, had to initiate a conversation.
He was eager to build a good relationship with his grandson, to enjoy family happiness with his old friends, rather than be alone like now. Every time he saw his friends brag about their children and grandchildren, he had nothing to say.
He has a son, but doesn’t acknowledge him. He also has a grandson, but there’s no closeness.
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The reason he sought out Mr. Mu was entirely for his young wife. Given Jiang Xue’s excellence now, he knew one day she would step out of Xu City and venture into a broader world. Sooner or later, she’d head to Beijing.
So, he hoped that when the time came, Mr. Mu could protect her. After all, there are too many influential people in Beijing; they never knew when they might offend someone. At that time, he would be almost powerless from Xu City.
But Mr. Mu was different; not only did the Mu Family have influence in Beijing, but Mr. Mu himself used to be a prominent figure there.
So, if he’d step in, Jiang Xue would be much safer in Beijing.
Hearing Mu Qiancheng’s words, Mr. Mu couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. He originally thought Mu Qiancheng called him for help. But unexpectedly, he didn’t need it.
Therefore, he was somewhat puzzled by Mu Qiancheng’s intentions. To be honest, he was actually willing to help, no matter what help was needed, as long as he could do it, he was willing.
Because that way, he would feel like he was still useful and could make up for the guilt he felt towards his wife and descendants.
Seeing Mr. Mu’s disappointment, Mu Qiancheng’s eyes flickered, and then he said, "However, I have something else I need your help with."
"Go ahead!" Mr. Mu’s expression brightened significantly as he looked at Mu Qiancheng, waiting for him to say what kind of help he needed.
Mu Qiancheng glanced at the old man, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It’s , my wife Jiang Xue might go to Beijing for her career development in the future. When that happens, I’d trouble you to look after her."