Seducing a little girl, the arms tycoon is addicted to his pet

"Nono, the breakfast is getting cold. Why don't you get up and have breakfast before going to sleep?"

Seeing that the time was almost 11 o'clock, and Xu Nuonuo upstairs showed no intention of getting up, Mary couldn't help but go upstairs and knock on the door.

"Nono, did you hear that?"

"Well."

A sleepy voice that sounded like crying came from the room. Mary pushed the door open and walked straight to the bed.

Xu Nuonuo stuck her little head out from under the quilt and looked at her with her red eyes blinking.

"Sister Mary..."

"Nono, why are you crying?" Mary asked tentatively, "Did Mr. Mu not answer the phone?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said this, but as soon as Xu Nuonuo said it, tears immediately started flowing.

"He answered the phone, but he wouldn't let me out! Sister Mary, I have something really important to do. Can you take me out? It won't take too long."

"..."

When Mary saw Xu Nuonuo crying harder and harder, she realized belatedly that Xu Nuonuo was not staying here voluntarily but was forced to do so. She couldn't help feeling distressed.

But no matter how much he felt sorry for her, in this family, Mu Ningchi had the final say on everything. Unless he gave his permission, no one dared to let Xu Nuonuo out without authorization.

There was no other way, Mary could only give some advice.

"Nono, it's hard to explain over the phone. Why don't you wait for Mr. Mu to come back and talk to him in person?"

Xu Nuonuo sniffed and stopped crying, "When will he come back?"

"Tomorrow at the latest."

Mary looked at Xu Nuonuo with a complicated expression, and hesitated for several seconds before continuing:

"Tomorrow is the anniversary of Mr. Mu's mother's death. Mr. Mu sent someone to look for Mr. Mu yesterday. He will be back, but..."

Xu Nuonuo remained silent, waiting for Mary to finish speaking.

"But Mr. Mu may not be in a good mood tomorrow, so don't rush to negotiate with him. Coax him first, and then talk to him when he is in a better mood."

Xu Nuonuo shook her head and said, “Even if he is in a good mood, he won’t let me go out.”

"how could be?"

Mary sat by the bed, tucked in the quilt for Xu Nuonuo, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Men...are all the same. If you can make him happy, he will find a way to pick the stars from the sky for you!"

"He won't! He just wants to lock me up." Xu Nuonuo snorted and turned his face away.

Mary sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Mu's mother died when he was just born, and the old man was partial to him and refused to keep him by his side. But you see how good he is to you, buying you the best food and clothes. Maybe he doesn't want to keep you locked up, but he doesn't know...how to get along with you."

"His mother died when he was just born?" Xu Nuonuo turned back and looked at Mary, "Then tomorrow is not only his mother's memorial day, but also his birthday?"

"Ah."

Xu Nuonuo had an idea in her mind, "Sister Mary, can you teach me how to make a cake? A birthday cake."

"What?" Mary was stunned for a while before she responded, "You want to... celebrate Mr. Mu's birthday?"

"Yeah," Xu Nuonuo nodded, "Sister Mary, didn't you just say that as long as it can make him happy, he will agree to anything I ask! So I plan to celebrate his birthday."

Mary was inexplicably panicked. The happiness she was talking about was his skills in bed, not this kind of happiness... She hurriedly held Xu Nuonuo's shoulders and forced her to sit back on the bed.

"Nono, listen to me. Mr. Mu doesn't celebrate his birthday. No one celebrates his birthday on their mother's death anniversary! What if you end up making things worse and making him unhappy? Wouldn't that be a loss? You might as well...work harder on other things!"

"Somewhere else?"

Xu Nuonuo hung her head and thought for a while, and finally lowered her brows. There was no other way. If she didn't do this, she wouldn't even be able to see Mu Ningchi, let alone negotiate terms with him!

"Sister Mary, you seemed to have said before that he is abroad all year round and rarely comes home?"

"Yes, Mu Sheng always goes abroad for a year or so, but..." Seeing that Mary wanted to persuade her again, Xu Nuonuo pulled Mary's hand, shook it and acted coquettishly towards her.

"Sister Mary, I know he will be angry, but keeping him here and talking to him face to face is the most important thing... I am trapped here now and can't go anywhere. I think the final outcome can't be worse than it is now. Can you teach me, please~"

Xu Nuonuo's smile was beautiful with tears in her eyes, clean and clear, with a soft and warm power that made Mary, a woman, feel itchy.

She seemed to understand a little bit why a man as cold and arrogant as Mr. Mu would choose to bring Xu Nuonuo home!

Who wouldn’t like this soft and cute little thing?

Mary tapped Xu Nuonuo's red little nose.

"Okay, I'll teach you. Mr. Mu loves sweets, and you made it yourself, so I think he will like it."

"Well, thank you, Sister Mary!"

Xu Nuonuo is a child after all, and his emotions come and go quickly.

Especially with hope, she soon became happy.

After going downstairs, I finished my breakfast as quickly as possible and started learning baking from Mary.

His hands were busy all the time, and he would prick up his ears from time to time to listen to the noise outside, fearing that Mu Ningchi would suddenly come home and ruin this sudden surprise.

Fortunately, Xu Nuonuo already had a wealth of cooking experience before she was ten years old, and she also loved design. Whether it was baking a cake or decorating flowers with cream, she could do it in a very professional way.

You can learn by talking about it, but you can actually do it by doing.

After a few hours, Mary, who was standing next to her, was stunned and gave her a thumbs up.

"Nono, you are awesome!"

"No way! It's Sister Mary who taught me well!"

The kitchen was filled with Mary's undisguised praise and Xu Nuonuo's shy responses, accompanied by a faint scent of cream. The whole scene looked warm and beautiful.

With something to do, the day passes peacefully and quickly.

The only thing that made Xu Nuonuo uneasy was that Mu Ningchi did not show up until Mary got off work.

Xu Nuonuo returned to her room alone. After taking a shower, she opened the curtains nervously, lay on the big bed which was softer than a sponge, and talked to herself while looking at the sea of ​​stars outside the window.

"Tomorrow...tomorrow we must keep him here."

"If you can cheer him up again, you can go out!"

"Sister Mary said that he was born without a mother and his father didn't love him. It seems... quite pitiful."

"No," Xu Nuonuo slapped the mattress, "I can't sympathize with a bad guy!"

……

Suddenly, outside the window, a dazzling star with a silver-white light tail crossed the sky and fell into Xu Nuonuo's eyes.

It's a meteor!

Xu Nuonuo clasped his hands together, quickly closed his eyes, and made a wish devoutly in his heart.

——I want to go home.

Then a flash of inspiration came to her mind, and she climbed out of the bed. Her small figure shuttled through the huge villa, searching back and forth.

"Forget it, let's give him a gift..."

...

At 4 a.m., Mu Ningchi's private plane landed on the helipad of the Shallow Bay Villa.

After returning to the room to take a shower, Mu Ningchi opened a bottle of red wine and sat on the lounge chair on the balcony to drink by himself.

He hadn't rested for several days, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The scattered starlight in the distance illuminates the silence of the sea. Only the sound of waves slowly hitting the rocks seems to be composing the melody of life.

The broken stars form the sky, the waves form the reefs...but his life is destined to be lonely since birth.

Mu Ningchi didn't know when he fell asleep. When Chen Songwen drove over and honked at the lawn driveway outside the villa, the sea surface was already covered with dazzling golden light.

Mu Ningchi was about to get up when the old man called. He answered the call with an expressionless face.

"You little brat! I'm already at Taihe Cemetery. How long are you going to keep me waiting?"

"coming."

Mu Ningchi hung up the phone, went back to his room and changed into a formal black suit. The tailoring was reasonable, the lines were smooth, and it shone with an elegant luster in the morning light.

When going downstairs, even Mary, who was always self-restrained, was stunned for a moment and began to stammer when speaking.

"Mr. Mu, you, you are back?"

Seeing Mu Ningchi's indifferent gaze cast at the dining table, Mary seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stepped forward and bent down to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, I didn't know you were at home, so I only prepared one breakfast. Please wait a moment, I will prepare it right away."

Although it is called a home, this villa is actually more like an ordinary place for Mu Ningchi to stay. He has several such places in the country of Telai alone.

Not to mention those abroad.

Mu Ningchi rarely stayed here for a long time, and the interval between his return was not fixed. Sometimes it was a few days, sometimes a few months, and at most, he might not appear for a year or two.

There is no food in the freezer refrigerator, only ice cubes that will not go bad.

Whenever Mu Ningchi came back, Mary would need to buy fresh ingredients for every meal he had.

In the early years, Mu Ningchi stayed for a few more days. In order to save money and trouble, Mary bought a batch of seafood and stored it in the refrigerator. Mu Ningchi warned her once -

On the surface, this warning was not a serious punishment, because Mu Ningchi only asked her to cook and eat everything she bought.

But she bought a lot, and after one meal, her stomach almost burst, so she was sent to the hospital.

She has learned her lesson since then and realized that truly rich people don't need to save money!

As a servant, she could not take the easy way out, but had to do her best to ensure her master's luxurious life and ultimate enjoyment.

Thanks to Xu Nuonuo, Mu Ningchi had specially arranged for someone to deliver fresh ingredients at regular times and in fixed quantities every day since she moved in. This saved time on shopping, and a breakfast wouldn't take too long.

But it was obvious that Mu Ningchi didn't want to wait even for a few minutes. He walked quickly to the table and looked indifferently at the crystal shrimp dumplings, steamed buns, and a cup of soy milk on the table.

Mary hurriedly followed and helped Mu Ningchi pull out the dining chair.

"This is...Miss Nuonuo's request. She has a poor appetite and doesn't want to eat nutritious meals, so she asked me to prepare some Xiaguo specialties. Mr. Mu, would you like to try it too?"

The little guy is not very timid, but he has a strong ability to adapt... and can even order the servants around.

Mu Ningchi chuckled and sat down, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and unceremoniously finished Xu Nuonuo's breakfast.

"Make another one for Xu Nuonuo. You don't need to prepare my lunch or dinner."

"Ah? This..." Mary said carefully, "Mr. Mu, aren't you coming back to stay tonight?"

"No, why?"

Mu Ningchi glanced at her with a cold gaze, and Mary was so scared that she waved her hands hurriedly.

"Nothing... nothing. It's just... Miss Nono might want to see you."

Xu Nuonuo wants to see him?

Huh, Xu Nuonuo is as timid as a cat. She can’t even hide from him, so how could she want to see him?

Probably it was because of the tutor she mentioned!

Little thing, you like serving others so much?

Mu Ningchi stood up and walked out the door without looking back. The living room door opened automatically and Mary behind him called out hurriedly.

"Mr. Mu! Miss Nuonuo has been waiting for you..."

The kitten is cute and charming. It's only been a few days and the maids are about to rebel... Mu Ningchi paused as he stepped out of the door with his long legs and spoke indifferently.

"Then let her continue to wait."

—

When Mu Ningchi and Chen Songwen arrived at Taihe Cemetery at a leisurely pace, the area around his mother's tombstone had been cleaned and covered with a layer of clean and beautiful colored stones.

Mu Ci held a bouquet of flowers and carefully placed it in front of the tombstone, murmuring in a low voice, but it was unclear what he said. Behind him were two rows of ten bodyguards.

Even though he has retired, he still cherishes his life so much...

"dad."

Mu Ningchi called out softly without any emotion, and motioned Chen Songwen to wait there with a sidelong glance. He walked to Anna's grave, knelt down, took the incense from Mu Ci's hand, and kowtowed devoutly.

Mu Ci glanced at Mu Ningchi.

"You usually act like a gangster, but today you're dressed like a gangster, and you've taken off your coat!"

Mu Ningchi did as he was told. In order to make it easier for Mu Ci, he was even considerate enough to take off his shirt, leaving his upper body naked with his back to Mu Ci.

On the tight and strong skin of his back, there were deep and shallow whip marks crisscrossing. These hideous and terrifying marks that were finally erased and then re-carved were so deep that they seemed to be engraved in Mu Ningchi's heart.

Snapped!

Mu Ci swung his right hand, and the sharp and cruel horsewhip with barbs on it instantly cut through the surrounding humid and heavy air, and landed heavily on Mu Ningchi, leaving a bloody wound.

Every time Mu Ci hit him, Mu Ningchi would groan.

The bodyguards behind him, except for Chen Songwen who was silently enduring with a frown on his face, all looked on indifferently, as if they were enjoying a good show.

No one knows whether Muci has feelings for Anna.

Chen Songwen had only heard that Brother Chi's mother was a rare beauty. As for how beautiful she was, he could probably guess a little by just looking at Mu Ningchi's face that brought disaster to the country and the people.

If he had feelings for her, why didn't he marry Anna after Muci's wife died, forbid her to have children, and still treat her as his mistress?

But if he was heartless, why did he always seem to be obsessed with Anna, and even blamed her death on Brother Chi, cruelly torturing him for more than 20 years?

Chen Songwen couldn't figure it out.

"Dad, the twenty lashes have been given. You should... not be senile yet, right?"

Mu Ningchi looked at Mu Ci with pale lips and cold eyes. Mu Ci's whipping hand stopped for a moment, and his eyes became fierce again.

"I've already beaten your mother, but I haven't settled the score with your brother yet! The Bishuiyuan was blown up a few days ago. Was it you who did it?"

"Yes." Mu Ningchi admitted straightforwardly.

"Well, you dare to do it and take responsibility for it. You are still a man. But you don't distinguish between relatives and strangers, and you damage the interests of the family. You deserve to be beaten!"

Mu Ningchi raised his hand to catch Mu Ci's whip, which was as fast as the wind, and a hideous red mark instantly appeared on the palm of his hand.

He snatched the whip fiercely and threw it to the ground.

"If you hit me because of mom, I admit it. But if it's because of Mu Tingye, then unfortunately, dad, you don't have the ability to do that now!"

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Mu Ci's cloudy eyes.

"When your father was working hard in the business world, you hadn't even ejaculated yet! How far have you come now? You're still a fledgling and still living under my protection, and you want to challenge me?"

Mu Ningchi said nothing, stood up holding up his shirt, put it on slowly, raised his hand to button it one by one, glanced at Chen Songwen, and gave him a low look.

Chen Songwen, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately understood. He stepped forward quickly, his aura suddenly rising and becoming unstoppable.

Before the bodyguards could react, the agile Chen Songwen knocked down three of them with three punches.

The remaining seven frantically reached for their guns at their waists. Four of them had their wrists cut by the blades flying out from Chen Songwen's fingertips, and the other three were forcibly restrained by his whirlwind-like side kick.

Chen Songwen's movements were so fast that in just a few seconds, the ten bodyguards were subdued by him with his bare hands before they could even touch the gun handles. They lay on the ground in pain, wailing uncontrollably.

The next moment, Chen Songwen pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Mu Ci's forehead, which frightened Mu Ci so much that he paused for a moment. Mu Ningchi in front of him had already put on his suit and was looking at him with a faint smile.

"Dad, what's the point of bringing so many bodyguards? You might as well learn from me and only bring one useful one."

"Okay, are you going to rebel?"

Mu Ningchi reached out with a smile, took the black pistol from Mu Ci's hand, which was about to be loaded, weighed it with a satisfied look, and fired all the bullets out of it.

"Dad, you're old."

After he finished speaking, Mu Ningchi stuffed the pistol back into Mu Ci's old, wrinkled, and slightly trembling hand.

"Rebellion? I don't have that intention. But since my father has retired, the matter between Mu Tingye and I is best left to us two brothers...to sort out ourselves!"

"Solve it yourself?" Mu Ci snorted coldly, "Your brother is my legitimate child. He is not as stupid as you think!"

"So what?" Mu Ningchi didn't care.

"If Mu Tingye is really powerful, he will eat me up, and I won't have any complaints. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, this is the first sentence of Xia language my father taught me. After so many years, I have always kept it in my heart. I dare not forget it for a moment, and I have never been disappointed."

Muci: ...