Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

H City, LaCrosse Hotel.

Top floor banquet hall.

The 70th birthday banquet of the old man of the Mu family is being held here tonight. The heads of the first-class wealthy families in the entire H city and the promising young men are all dressed up to attend.

"Have you heard that Mu Qingyuan will also return to his hometown tonight to celebrate Mr. Mu's birthday..."

"In three years, President Mu took over the core automobile industry of the Mu family in S City, and then entered the new energy field. In the current automobile industry, who doesn't know about 'Yuanchi Automobile' under the Mu Group..."

"The young are truly formidable. This time Mu Qingyuan returns to H City with a 10 billion investment to give back to his hometown. H City's new energy industry is about to take off..."

Jian Zhongxing held up his wine glass and listened at the side, a glimmer of hope flashing in his shrewd eyes.

If he could climb up the big tree of the Mu family, the company would be saved, and it would not be in vain for him to go to great lengths to get two invitations.

"Zhi Nian, let's go over there."

In a deserted corner of the banquet hall, a young man was wearing a slim-cut navy blue suit. He exuded a scholarly and noble air, which was out of place with the extravagance and luxury here.

He was holding a champagne glass in his hand, his cheeks looked pale under the flowing light, his phoenix eyes were as clear as water, and his eyes were gentle, but at this moment there was some disgust and irritability in them.

"Dad, you asked me to come, and I'm already here, so don't go too far!"

Jian Zhongxing had a kind smile on his face, as if he didn't hear the impatience in Jian Zhinian's tone, and pulled his arm towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

"I know you don't like this kind of occasion. For your mother's sake, please be patient for a few more days. If Xinyuan Industrial makes progress, I will immediately agree to divorce your mother."

Jian Zhinian stopped and looked towards the door of the banquet hall. He was extremely disdainful of Jian Zhongxing's purpose and bluntly exposed his dreaming idea.

"Dad, I'm 29 this year, and I'll be 30 soon. I have no money or power, and I have a cold and conservative personality. I believe that the descendants of the Mu family are not blind and look down on me. Don't target me with your idea of ​​marriage. I won't agree to it!"

"Who knows, what if..."

Jian Zhongxing still had a smile on his face, he had no other choice.

——Here it comes, here it comes!

The crowd started to move, stopped chatting, and turned their eyes towards the door of the banquet hall.

The people invited by the Mu family were all top politicians, businessmen, and industry leaders in H City. Although they were curious about the new head of the Mu family, they could not do the shameful thing of squeezing in and occupying the front row like Jian Zhongxing did.

The man was wearing a black haute couture suit, with a tall and slender figure, straight legs, and shiny leather shoes stepping on the floor. His peers from the Mu family followed behind him, their feet were as fast as the wind, their temperament was cold and steady, and they strode into the hall.

"Wow, so handsome——"

"So young..."

"I heard he's only 26 years old..."

In the crowd, there were the suppressed timid beats of a young girl, the exclamations of the elders at the awe-inspiring young people, and more were the deep shocks in their hearts.

But Jian Zhinian couldn't hear any of this.

His world stopped at the man's familiar face that was engraved into his bones. He stared at Mu Qingyuan's face, his pupils trembling violently, and his body couldn't help but tremble...

It's him?

The man's cheeks were clearly defined, his facial features were three-dimensional, his brows were deep, his eyes were like ancient wells, revealing a cold and indifferent look, his lips of just the right thickness were slightly pursed, and he looked calm, restrained, aloof and unattainable.

Even though five years had passed and the man had lost his youthfulness and gentleness, it was impossible for Jian Zhixing to admit his mistake!

Mu Xingchen!

Seeing him walk away without looking away, Jian Zhinian panicked, not caring about losing his composure, and couldn't help but shout -

"Mu Xingchen..."

Mu Qingyuan did not stop, but turned his head to look in the direction of Jian Zhinian, his deep eyes calm, then he turned back and strode away.

When their eyes met, Jian Zhinian saw that the man's expression didn't change at all, as if they were strangers and had nothing to do with each other.

He bit his lip, unable to stop the heartache.

"Mu Xingchen——"

It has been five years. Jian Zhinian has been waiting there for five years. He finally sees him and he is unwilling to miss it.

He didn't care about the occasion or the people's curiosity, and ran after him in a panic, almost catching up.

A young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old beside Mu Qingyuan stopped and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Sir, you got the wrong person."

"impossible!"

Jian Zhinian gritted his teeth and stared at the direction where Mu Xingchen left.

Mu Qing'an looked at the man in front of him inquiringly, his phoenix eyes were anxious under the gold-framed glasses, and the teardrop mole hidden by the frame was faintly visible under the trembling light. He looked excited and was certain that his elder brother was 'Mu Xingchen'.

Mu Xingchen.

No one has called the eldest brother by this name since he returned to the Mu family.

Very few people in the Mu family knew about it.

This man called out twice firmly, and in those calls, there was a deep affection and entanglement that others could not ignore.

Big brother’s old lover?

interesting.

"Sir, tonight is my grandfather's birthday party. Please calm down, otherwise I will have to ask the security guard to ask you to leave."

Mu Qing'an's voice was not loud, and there was even a smile on his face, but his voice was extremely serious and contained a warning.

Jian Zhinian's face was pale, and his phoenix eyes were full of helplessness. His chest rose and fell violently. He suppressed his expectations and unwillingness, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind...

"I understand. I'll wait for him."

Mu Qing'an chuckled, turned and left.

There are countless men and women who have wanted to throw themselves at Big Brother over the years. Although this man has a fair complexion and a gentle temperament, and is considered a rare and charming beauty, he looks quite old...

Tsk, I’m not worthy of big brother’s attention!

Just wishful thinking!

When Mu Qing'an chased into the big box, Mu Qingyuan was talking to the old man, which made the old man so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing Mu Qingan coming over, Mu Qingyuan glanced at him.

Mu Qing'an said jokingly, "Brother is really charming. He always has old acquaintances wherever he goes. The one tonight doesn't look simple. Is he an old lover?"

If he remembered correctly, Mu Qingyuan went to university in H City, and his name at that time was "Mu Xingchen".

"Just a traitor." Mu Qingyuan's voice was icy cold.

"Dumped big brother's ex-lover? Oh, she's a tough character." Mu Qing'an pinched his chin, still guessing.

Mu Qingyuan gave him a cold look, full of warning.

Mu Qing'an shrank his neck and stopped talking.

"Brother, it's almost eight o'clock. It's almost time to go out and meet guests."

Mu Qingyuan stood up, greeted the old man, and walked out of the box with the Mu family.

In the banquet hall, people were toasting each other and chatting in groups of three or five, but they all kept their attention in the direction of the box.

As soon as Mu Qingyuan came out, he instantly became the focus of the banquet.

Jian Zhinian was in a hidden corner, watching Mu Xingchen wandering around greedily like a voyeur.

In five years, Mu Xingchen has changed a lot.

Steady, deep, and unreachable...

Mu Qingan stood beside Mu Qingyuan, holding a glass of wine, and whispered: "Brother, how long will he stare at you like this? Where is the Husband-Waiting Stone..."

A trace of contempt flashed across Mu Qingyuan's eyes, and he silently turned into an empty box.

Jian Zhinian waited for a whole night and finally got the chance to be alone with Mu Qingyuan. He followed him in without thinking.

Mu Qingyuan sat casually with his back to the door, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the tall wine glass, his deep eyes calm, no one knew what he was thinking...

"Stars..."

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar call, and the person's voice was still gentle, with a unique kind of forbearance.

Mu Qingyuan raised a sneer, stood up, turned around and looked at the face that he had hated for five years.

Jian Zhinian tried hard to control his voice from trembling and tried his best to calm himself. He had been looking forward to the reunion day and night, but the sudden reunion made him at a loss.

"Xingchen, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Teacher Jian."