Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian's heartbeat was still beating fast in the taxi.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Mu Qingyuan, but before he could send the message, Mu Qingyuan called him.

"Where are you?"

"Qingyuan, where are you?"

They almost spoke in unison, their voices were a little hurried.

"I'm on the first floor of Mu's Building." Jian Zhinian paid the taxi fare and walked towards Mu's Building with his mobile phone.

Mu Qingyuan stood in the yard outside the villa, looked back at Dong Mingyue's silhouette through the window glass, and said, "I have something to deal with. Go have lunch by yourself, and I'll come to see you later, okay?"

Jian Zhinian was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yeah, okay."

"You must eat and take a picture for me, okay?"

"it is good."

"The night view of S City is beautiful. We haven't seen it together yet. When the time comes, we will..."

Jian Zhinian stopped, smiled, and said, "Okay, you go and get busy first."

"Ah."

Mu Qingyuan hung up the phone reluctantly and walked towards the villa.

He bought this villa before returning to the Mu family, but before he could move in, he was forced to separate from his mother. After the villa was finally renovated, he never came back.

"Mom, can you get used to it here?"

Dong Mingyue smiled slightly and said, "Get used to it. We designed it together, so how can I not get used to it? Haven't you lived here all these years?"

Mu Qingyuan shook his head and explained, "This place is too far from where I work, and it's troublesome to commute back and forth. I bought a flat in the city center, and it's convenient for me to live there alone."

Dong Mingyue was not sitting in a wheelchair at this moment, but sitting on the sofa, looking at her son whom she had not seen for three years, and said distressedly: "Xingchen, you are not a child anymore, you can't always be alone..."

Mu Qingyuan held Dong Mingyue's hand and said, "Mom, don't worry about my affairs. What are you and Dad planning?"

As he spoke, Mu Qingyuan looked at the man busy in the kitchen. He didn't expect that Mu Huisheng, a rich kid, was such a good cook.

In fact, Mu Huisheng has no good cooking skills. He just learned them during his years abroad.

Dong Mingyue smiled gently and said, "That's it. Your father and I are not young anymore, so we won't bother anymore. He has been with me abroad for the past few years, and I am very grateful and have a good life. The only one who is not doing well is you."

"Xingchen, the Mu family is already in your hands, can you think about your own affairs?"

Mu Qingyuan chuckled and said, "Mom, you didn't come back to urge me to get married, did you?"

Dong Mingyue nodded and said, "Yes, this is a big deal. Your father and I discussed it before we came back. No matter what happens in the future, it's best to return home."

Mu Qingyuan easily avoided the topic and asked, "Mom, are you and Dad still married?"

Dong Mingyue paused and shook her head: "I think that there is no need for him and I to have that one certificate. If we can be together forever in the future, then let's be together."

"If he wants to leave, I won't try to stop him. Or if I want to separate someday, we'll just break up. I've made this clear to him, and he said he won't miss it again."

"Xingchen, if you think you need it, Mommy will go with him to get a certificate."

Mu Qingyuan replied: "I don't need it. I stopped needing it a long time ago."

His birth and existence do not need to be recognized by any other person or thing.

When he is a child, he may care about his classmates laughing at him for not having a father. When he grows up a little, he may secretly envy or expect that one day his father will come to him like a god.

Now, he no longer needs it.

Mother and son smiled at each other.

Dong Mingyue still didn't give up the topic of urging marriage, and sighed: "If you meet someone you like, don't be alone, Xingchen, look forward."

Mu Qingyuan sat next to Dong Mingyue and was silent for a long time until a new message came from his mobile phone.

He opened it and saw a photo sent by Jian Zhinian.

Small wontons in clear soup, with a dish of braised beef and a dish of cold quail preserved eggs on the side.

There is another paragraph of text: Eat well and don’t worry.

Jian Zhinian actually went to F University...

The corners of Mu Qingyuan's mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Dong Mingyue glanced at her son curiously.

Mu Qingyuan turned off the screen, cleared his throat, and suddenly said to Dong Mingyue solemnly: "Mom, I looked forward, and he is back in front of me..."

Dong Mingyue looked up in surprise and looked at her son.

"Who are you talking about?"

Mu Qingyuan held Dong Mingyue's hand and comforted her, "Mom, don't get excited. He's fine. Don't have any prejudice against him. He was just delayed by something at that time..."

Dong Mingyue suppressed the violent ups and downs of her heart, and asked with difficulty, "Xingchen, are you talking about Jian Zhinian?"

"Yes." Mu Qingyuan did not look away. He could see the pain and disappointment in his mother's eyes.

"Why does it have to be him? Isn't it enough that he hurt you? Xingchen, can't we change someone else?"

There was a pleading look in Dong Mingyue's eyes. What her son said was just a delay. What happened later? What happened over the years?

Mu Qingyuan shook his head cruelly and said, "Mom, no, from beginning to end, he is the only one I have ever been moved by, and I can't change him."

Dong Mingyue's eyes were filled with tears and she remained silent for a long time.

Mu Qingyuan stayed with him all the time and did not give in.

It was not until Mu Huisheng brought the dishes to the table in the kitchen and invited them to eat that the mother and son stood up silently.

Dong Mingyue moved very slowly. Her legs had almost recovered and she could go out for a walk and walk a distance every day.

Mu Qingyuan saw this and stood beside Dong Mingyue, holding her arm...

"I can walk by myself." Dong Mingyue pushed Mu Qingyuan's hand away.

Mu Qingyuan's hands were empty and he pursed his lips.

The first meal after the family reunited was not very pleasant, but it was not too depressing either.

Dong Mingyue picked up the last piece of fish on the plate and put it into Mu Qingyuan's bowl.

"If you really like it, then don't change it. But, Xingchen, protect yourself and don't get hurt again; otherwise, mom will never agree."

She is a mother who will compromise for her children and will also spread all her thorns for her children.

"Okay, thank you, Mom."

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were red, he buried his head in eating, not daring to look up...