Sheng Wanyuan's unpredictable expression undoubtedly aggravated his suspicion.

Mu Qiqi's whole aura completely turned cold, her voice was filled with murderous intent, and she asked sternly: "Tell me, who are you!"

Sheng Wanyuan: "..."

I am your father-in-law, but I don’t want to say it.

Sheng Yunye turned around to get some clothes for his wife, and when he came back he found...

How did Mu Qiqi catch her biological father!?

Sheng Wanyuan's resentful and somewhat wanting to curse eyes made Sheng Yunye's heart tighten.

Can he no longer hide his identity as the richest man?

His biological father shouldn’t cheat his son like this, right?

"Qibao, who is this?" Sheng Yunye quickly stepped forward, with a hint of oppression in his low and hoarse voice, warning Sheng Wanyuan not to talk nonsense.

Sheng Wanyuan felt angry in his heart.

He is an old man who is half-buried, and he doesn’t know how many years he still has to live. Now his son has been abducted by someone else’s son, and his grandchildren are being used by his son to coax other people’s sons. Now his son still doesn’t understand this trick.

!

It's a credit to him that he has cultivated his moral character in the past two years, otherwise he would have been so angry with this bastard son!

Seeing Sheng Yunye coming over, Mu Qiqi frowned, her terrifying aura reduced a lot, she let go of Sheng Wanyuan, and said without hesitation: "Call the police."

Sheng Yunye: "..."

Wife, this is not repayable.

Sheng Wanyuan: "!!!"

It’s the opposite!

Son, look at the good wife you found!

Mu Qiqi's words were reasonable and well-founded: "This old man has been wandering in front of our house for five minutes. He is sneaky and suspicious. I suspect he is a human trafficker."

"..."

The Sheng family father and son looked at each other speechlessly.

Sheng Wanyuan felt very aggrieved.

From a certain point of view, what Mu Qiqi said was indeed right. He just wanted to take his grandchildren home.

He felt that his health had deteriorated a bit recently, and he wanted to see his two children more at the last moment of his life.

Now that it's better, I want to see the children still being treated as human traffickers by the "daughter-in-law".

Sheng Wanyuan was not angry. In any case, the "daughter-in-law" had a good heart and seemed to be concerned about the child's safety.

"I'm not a human trafficker."

I am the child's grandfather.

Sheng Wanyuan rectified his name in his heart.

Mu Qiqi was quite pleased with Sheng Wanyuan when she noticed that she was not so suspicious. She seemed less suspicious and her tone became much better, "Then who are you? What are you hanging around in front of my house?"

Sheng Wanyuan looked at Sheng Yunye's expression.

It's dark and unsightly.

His son wouldn't let him reveal his identity. If he revealed his identity, given his current obsession with this man, it would be possible to sever the father-son relationship with him.

In fact, this is not important. The main thing is that he can't let go of his good grandchildren. For them, he reluctantly endures and doesn't talk about it.

"me……"

Sheng Wanyuan held it in and finally found a decent reason and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I am a rag picker!"

Mu Qiqi stared at his limited edition tunic suit and fell into deep thought.

Just a pair of cufflinks on his sleeves has a market price of more than 800,000 yuan.

Picking up rags?

What a liar!

Sheng Yunye also felt that his own father's lies were substandard and even more outrageous than the fact that he, the richest man, went bankrupt.

The atmosphere was slightly tense for a moment, and at the critical moment, a voice broke the silence.

"Master!" Lao Li, the housekeeper, ran out from the side. When he saw Sheng Wanyuan, his expression of anxiety turned into happiness: he almost burst into tears: "Oh, master, I have found you, why are you running around again? There are many roads here, you are lost.

What should I do?"

Sheng Wanyuan's expression changed, a little aggrieved and pitiful: "I want to pick up rags..."

Lao Li: "...?"

"Oh, you are confused again, why are you picking up rags?" Old Li dragged Sheng Wanyuan behind him, glanced at the young master secretly, and then at the young master's wife.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. My husband is a little ill and has Alzheimer's disease and is not conscious."

Mu Qiqi: "..."

Sheng Yunye: "..."

Sheng Wanyuan: "..."

You have Alzheimer's disease!

This is worse than picking up rags!

By now, Mu Qiqi's doubts had dissipated a lot. She was in a hurry to go to Twilight Bar to find Yin Rui, so she didn't go into details. After watching Lao Li take Sheng Wanyuan away, she told Sheng Yunye to close the door and left.

As soon as she left with her front legs, Sheng Wanyuan came back with her hind legs.

Before he could get angry, Sheng Xingjin jumped out and shouted "Grandpa," making all Sheng Wanyuan's anger disappear.

Sheng Wanyuan's eyes curled up when he smiled, and his voice was childish: "Xingxing baby! Grandpa hugs me!"

Sheng Xingjin opened her little hands and happily threw herself into Sheng Wanyuan's arms: "Grandpa, hug me!"

"Grandpa, it's a good thing I'm here. You were almost discovered by your mother just now!" Sheng Xingjin stuck out her tongue and asked for credit in a super cute way.

Sheng Wanyuan was so amused that he had already forgotten about his son. He bent down and put his grandson in his arms. He followed the little girl's words and said, "Oh? What great achievements has Xingxing made?"

"I have been praying just now that grandpa will not be discovered by mother and his secret will not be exposed~"

Sheng Wanyuan was heartbroken when she heard that the little girl was talking about her mother.

He just said so many words to Mu Qiqi, that's what a man is.

Why!

What blinded his granddaughter's eyes?

Sheng Wanyuan refused to give up and asked Sheng Yeshen again, "Do you like mom?"

Sheng Yeshen nodded solemnly, with bright black eyes and a hint of smile. He was so adorable.

"My good grandson smiled!" Sheng Wanyuan's eyes were a little red. Sheng Yeshen had rarely had any mood swings since he fell ill, like a sluggish robot.

Now seeing his grandson who was different from usual, Sheng Wanyuan felt that he could feel more at ease when he died.

In fact, if the child really likes that "mom", he also...

acceptable.

Anyway, he doesn't have much time to live, the most important thing is to have a happy family and have children and grandchildren around his knees.

He decided to buy another building for his "daughter-in-law" to show his sincerity.

At the same time, Mu Qiqi had arrived at Twilight Bar.

As soon as she got off the car, Mu Nanfeng appeared out of nowhere and called out to her: "Qiqi, is that you?"

"No, you got the wrong person."

Mu Nanfeng dialed the phone number she prepared early in the morning.

Mu Qiqi's cell phone rang.

"..." Their eyes met, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

Mu Qiqi sighed helplessly, "Why are you looking for me?"

Mu Nanfeng quickly said, "Qiqi, it was you that day, right. Thank you for saving me."

"It's just a matter of effort and it's just a matter of getting a room."

Mu Nanfeng still said gratefully, "Thank you."

Mu Qiqi didn't want to have too much entanglement with Mu Nanfeng, so she said coldly: "It's okay, I'm going to work."

"Can we talk when you get off work?"

Mu Qiqi frowned, "We have nothing to talk about."

"Yes." Mu Nanfeng's expression was tainted with a hint of hatred: "You know, Mu Xuewei is not my biological sister."

Mu Qiqi raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled calmly: "What's so strange about you, I'm not either."

Mu Nanfeng smiled bitterly: "Qiqi, I would rather I wasn't, but unfortunately, I am the biological son of those two beasts."


Chapter completed!