In the Imperial View Villa, a three-year-old girl wearing a beautiful little skirt stood eagerly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Seven-year-old Jin Muxi came down from upstairs, smiled when she saw this scene, and shouted: "Toffee."
The girl looked back and saw him and immediately burst into a bright smile: "Brother!" But she did not leave there.
Upon seeing this, Jin Muxi stepped forward, touched her head, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Wait for Dad, Mom, did you say yesterday that you wouldn't be back today?" Jin Nianlu replied in a sweet voice.
After getting married, Jin Shaoheng would take Lu Xining on vacation alone for a month every year, without babies like them.
Although they are used to it, they still miss their father after not seeing him for a long time. After all, she is only three years old.
Jin Muxi heard the time on the clock and said, "It's time to get off the plane, don't be in a hurry."
"Yeah." Jin Nianlu nodded.
"Are you hungry? I see you didn't eat much for lunch. There are still dumplings in the refrigerator that Grandma Zhuang made last time. Can my brother cook some for you?" Jin Muxi remembered that she loved to eat them.
Jin Nianlu hesitated and looked out the window subconsciously, as if he was afraid of missing the scene of his parents coming back.
"After we finish eating, mom and dad will be back. Besides, if you find something to do, time will go by quickly." Jin Muxi continued to persuade.
"Yeah." Jin Nianlu finally nodded.
Jin Muxi took her little hand and walked into the kitchen together.
The servant not far away had long been used to seeing this scene and didn't care.
Jin Muning came down from upstairs yawning, smelled the smell, opened the door of the restaurant, and asked: "What's so fragrant?"
"Dumplings." Jin Muxi replied.
"I'll have a bowl too." Jin Muning pulled out his chair and sat down.
"There's still something in the pot, go and serve it yourself," Jin Muxi said.
Jin Muning watched him scoop up a dumpling with a spoon and let it cool, then carefully brought it to his sister's mouth without even looking at him.
"Eccentric!" Jin Muning snorted dissatisfied, stood up and entered the kitchen.
Jin Muxi ignored him, but asked her sister softly: "Is it hot or not?"
Jin Nianlu's mouth was stuffed with dumplings, and he shook his head at him with satisfaction.
At this time, the sound of the car's engine was heard outside. The two of them looked sideways and saw Jiang Cheng getting out of the car and quickly opening the back seat door.
As a long leg stretched out from inside, Jin Shaoheng appeared holding Lu Xining.
Jin Nianlu no longer cared about eating, hurriedly slipped out of the chair and ran to the fantasy place to greet him.
"Be careful—" Jin Muxi didn't even hear his warning.
"Dad! Mom!" Jin Nianlu called excitedly.
Jin Shaoheng didn't want to but gave her a silent look and whispered: "Don't wake mom."
Jin Nianlu immediately covered his mouth, then released it, and asked in a low voice with concern: "What's wrong with mom? Are you sick?"
At the same time, he subconsciously stood up on tiptoes, trying to see his mother's condition clearly, but unfortunately he was too short to see anything.
"Too tired." Jin Shaoheng replied.
"Didn't you come back by private plane? How could you be tired?" Jin Nianlu didn't understand.
Hearing this, Jin Shaoheng felt a flash of discomfort on his face.
He couldn't tell his daughter that just because it was a private plane, he had no restraint and tired his wife, right?
"Ahem!" Jin Shaoheng cleared his throat and said, "My mother and I have brought you gifts. Please help Uncle Jiang move them."
After saying that, he gave Jin Muxi a look and asked him to coax his daughter, while he quickly sent Lu Xining back to the room.
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Lu Xining slept very deeply, and when he woke up, it was almost dark outside.
Looking at the familiar ceiling at home, she was not surprised. Just thinking of what Jin Shaoheng did on the plane, her face was buried in the quilt unconsciously.
She calmed down for a while and then felt that the house was a little too quiet.
Even though Jin Shaoheng was afraid that the children would disturb him, there wouldn't be any noise at all.
Feeling strange, I changed into home clothes and went downstairs, and saw a guest arriving in the living room at some point.
Two men in black suits were sitting on the sofa. Jin Shaoheng, who was opposite him, pursed his thin lips tightly. The atmosphere was obviously not right.
"Are you awake?" When Jin Shaoheng saw her, his expression relaxed and he immediately stepped forward with concern.
"What's wrong?" Lu Xining asked, looking suspiciously at the two people who got up on the sofa.
Jin Shaoheng did not answer, but introduced himself to them: "This is my wife."
"Hello, Mrs. Jin." The two of them greeted Lu Xining respectfully.
Lu Xining nodded slightly and once again cast his questioning gaze on Jin Shaoheng's face.
"Then let's go back first. Mr. Jin, please discuss this with your wife." The two of them said their goodbyes.
Jin Shaoheng nodded and did not send them off. He just sat on the sofa alone.
Looking at his appearance, Lu Xining was even more sure that something happened that he didn't know about.
After they left, he asked, "Who are they?"
Jin Shaoheng took her hand, asked Lu Xining to sit down, and replied, "They are from the Jiang family."
"Which Jiang family?" She didn't remember that they had any contact with anyone named Jiang.
"How many Jiang families are there in the imperial capital?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
Lu Xining was stunned for a moment. Although he thought it was unlikely, he still asked tentatively: "Who is in politics?"
Jin Shaoheng nodded.
"Why did their people come to our house?" Lu Xining's first reaction was that there was something wrong with Jin's project, or there was a violation.
But then I thought about it, shouldn’t I go to the company? Why did I come to my home?
"They came for Mu Xi." Jin Shaoheng was afraid that she would be anxious, but if he said it, Lu Xining would be even more anxious.
"What's going on?" Lu Xining was almost dying of anxiety.
Jin Shaoheng sighed and handed her the information bag brought by those on the table.
Lu Xining took it out and flipped through it. His face became more and more unpredictable as he looked at it. After digesting it for a while, he asked, "Is Mu Xi the grandson of Mr. Jiang?"
Jin Shaoheng nodded and explained: "It is said that the prince of the Jiang family fell in love with Mu Xi's biological mother, and was later beaten up.
Later, when Mu Xi's biological mother found out that she was pregnant, the Jiang family wanted to kill her as much as possible to put an end to their thoughts of the crown prince.
Mu Xi's biological mother suffered a lot before secretly giving birth to this child.
In order to save his life, I had no choice but to leave him in the hospital, and I happened to pick him up."
This is fate.
Lu Xining did not interrupt. Looking at Jin Shaoheng's expression, he still had something to say.
Sure enough, I heard him continue: "Mu Xi's biological mother passed away not long after giving birth to him. Originally, this matter just passed away in the Jiang family.
But not long ago, the prince also died in a car accident, and they found out that Mu Xi is still alive, and now he is the only bloodline in his family."
"So now they want to recognize Mu Xi back?" Lu Xining finally got the point.
Jin Shaoheng nodded.
Lu Xining only felt angry and angry, but after he was angry, he felt helpless when he thought about the reality, and asked: "What do you think?"
Not to mention that the Jiang family is quite powerful in the imperial capital, they have now managed to obtain the DNA report, confirming that Jin Muxi is a bloodline of the Jiang family.
If the Jiang family insists on having this child, even if they go to court, they are not related by blood and may not win.
"I would like to ask Mu Xi's opinion." Jin Shaoheng said.
"But he is still so young." Lu Xining had his own concerns.
"We can't make decisions for him," Jin Shaoheng said.
"But what to say?" Lu Xining was worried.
Not only did they always regard Jin Muxi as their biological son, but Jin Muxi also always thought so.
He is only seven years old. Even though he looks more mature than other children, what should he do if his young mind cannot bear such a change?
"No need to say it, I heard it all." At this time, a rational boy's voice sounded from behind.
The two turned their heads and saw Jin Muxi holding Jin Nianbei's little hand and standing behind them at some point.
"When did you come? Didn't I ask Mother Zhuang to watch you?" Jin Shaoheng asked nervously.
"Granny Zhuang was not feeling well and fell asleep. My brother and I were playing hide-and-seek with Muning." Jin Nianlu answered from the side.
The two of them quietly got down and climbed behind the sofa.
I was originally waiting for Jin Muning to come, but I heard my parents talking.
At this time, Jin Shaoheng didn't bother to blame Zhuang's mother for not doing things well. After all, she didn't know that those people came because of Jin Muxi, and Jin Muxi had always been sensible.
"Mu Xi, did you hear everything we just said?" Lu Xining stepped forward and knelt down, looking at him carefully.
"Don't worry, I've known for a long time that I'm not your biological child." In comparison, Jin Muxi was much calmer.
The calm one doesn't look like a child of this age.
"When did you know?" Lu Xining asked.
"You guys are not at home often. Grandma Zhuang is old and she once let slip." Jin Muxi replied.
He is already smart, he just pretends not to know.
It's Mother Zhuang again.
Jin Shaoheng and Lu Xining couldn't help but start to reflect. Do they think they love him, or do they neglect their children too much?
"Don't worry, I've always known that you don't treat me any differently than Toffee and Muning." Jin Muxi comforted her instead.
"Then you..." Lu Xining really couldn't ask.
"You will always be my parents." Jin Muxi hugged her neck.
"Then are you going back to Jiang's house?" She thought their family could live like this forever.
Jin Muxi did not answer.
"No, I don't want my brother to leave, and I don't want my brother to leave us."
Although Jin Nianlu was confused and confused, but she accurately realized the key points and started crying.
"Mu Xi, if you don't want to go back and are willing to continue living with us, I can think of a way." Jin Shaoheng said.