“You unfilial daughter, what did you say?” Mu Nancheng’s face changed with anger, and he raised his hand to hit Mu Anran’s face.
But as soon as he remembered he was there to ask for her help, his hand stiffened in midair.
“Go ahead, why didn’t you hit me?” Mu Anran moved her face closer, “After all, you’ve never treated me like your daughter, the vixen’s daughter is the one you consider your own.”
Stumped for a moment, Mu Nancheng scowled, “Stop beating around the bush, I came to ask you something.”
With a sneer, Mu Anran looked at Mu Nancheng as if watching a joke, waiting for what he would say next.
“Why hasn’t the contract for Mu’s new project been signed yet?”
Mu Anran sneered, “Dad, it seems like you’re asking the wrong person, aren’t you?”
“What do you mean, the wrong person?
Do you know who that man you’ve been fooling around with is?
He is the successor of the Yu Family in Shangjing, a man who can turn the clouds and rain with a flick of his hand.”
Seeing his face, Mu Anran felt her heart turn ice cold.
Is this man really her father?
“So, you sold your daughter to him, is that it?”
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Mu Nancheng’s face, “Do you know what place the Yu Family is?
If you could get involved with him, it’s your good fortune from a previous life.
Even for the sake of your brother, I don’t care what method you use, you must make him sign it.”
Mu Anran’s face was expressionless, “He won’t sign.”
She would not tell Mu Nancheng that one of the conditions for her agreeing to be Yu Lingqian’s woman was not signing the contract.
“What did you say?” Mu Nancheng became furious with shame and glared at her fiercely, “Don’t think I’m joking with you, I will really cut off your brother’s medical expenses.
Do you have any conscience at all, are you trying to kill your brother?”
Mu Anran felt she simply couldn’t communicate with him, and she spoke coldly, “Mu’s was built by my mother and you together, even if my brother is in trouble, just taking a little from Mu’s assets would be enough for my brother to live out his life comfortably.
If my brother really has an accident, it will be you who killed him!”
After saying this, she felt that even one more glance at the man in front of her would make her nauseous.
With a pull, Mu Anran slammed the door shut forcefully.
Mu Nancheng staggered back several steps, nearly getting his nose smashed.
Furious, he pounded on the door, “You unfilial daughter, don’t think I’m joking with you, I’ll make that call right now and cut off your brother’s medical expenses.”
Outside, it finally quieted down.
Leaning against the door, Mu Anran sobbed silently, tears slowly sliding down, “Mom, this is the man you loved all your life, even willing to trade your life for…”
She sat on the floor, not knowing how long she cried until a simple, monotonous ringing echoed from inside her shoulder bag.
“Ding-ling-ling—— Ding-ling-ling——”
This was not her phone’s ringtone.
It was the phone Yu Lingqian had given her.
Suddenly snapping back to reality, Mu Anran lunged forward, hurriedly rushed over, and dumped everything out of her shoulder bag, finding the plain black phone.
This phone, both in design and ringtone, was really as simple and drab as its original owner.
Adjusting her breath, Mu Anran carefully pressed the answer button, “Hello?”
After a moment of silence, a hoarse, magnetic voice came from the other end, “Where are you?”
“In the house I’m renting.”
[…]
The response she got was an eerie silence.
Confused, Mu Anran started to speak, “Young Master Yu?”