Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jiang Shaoqing was confused by Mu Qingyuan's question. He almost went forward to touch the man's forehead and called the nurse. "Do you have a high fever? Are you confused by the fever?"

Is your brain okay?

Since they met Mu Xingchen in college, they have been working hard all the way to now.

Although we cannot say that there are no secrets between us, is there any need to ask such a simple and obvious question?

"You know whether I've been in love or not!"

You brothers are not human beings, right? You just point fingers at my shortcomings, right?

Not to mention someone he likes, he hasn't even had time for someone he has a crush on since he was a child.

Could it be that Mu Qingyuan was hurt and his mind was confused? Why would he ask such a question?

"Boss, you...want to learn from me..." Jiang Shaoqing asked stupidly after realizing it belatedly.

Are you so helpless?

Jiang Shaoqing hesitated to speak.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyuan actually nodded and asked again: "If you have someone you like and have been through a lot of things, are you willing to let go?"

Jiang Shaoqing felt creepy at Mu Qingyuan's look. He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "It's not a matter of principle. You probably won't be willing to give it up..."

This guy asked such a bullshit question, why not just ask whether he should let go of Teacher Jian...

Who said it before that you can't let go?

"A matter of principle... What is a matter of principle..."

This is a paradox in itself, Mu Qingyuan whispered and closed his eyes.

Jiang Shaoqing;…………

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar year, Jiang Shaoqing drove to pick up Mu Qingyuan and went straight back to Mu Qingyuan's villa.

Jiang Shaoqing walked in front carrying the gifts and rang the doorbell. Mu Qingyuan looked a little pale and followed slowly behind, in no hurry.

The moment the door opened, Jiang Shaoqing's enthusiastic smile froze the moment he saw Mu Qingan.

"W-Why are you here?"

Before Jiang Shaoqing came, he had never thought that he would be able to meet Mu Qing'an at Mu Qingyuan's parents' home.

After asking this question, Jiang Shaoqing wanted to slap himself. What a stupid brain he had!

Mu Qingan should be here if he follows his father!

Mu Qing'an was standing at the door. The moment he saw Jiang Shaoqing, his face almost turned green and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Why did you come to my house?"

Then, he saw Mu Qingyuan behind Jiang Shaoqing, and his expression suddenly became more vivid——

"Brother, you're back. Dad's lunch is almost ready. We're in for a treat..."

The instant change of expression stunned and amazed Jiang Shaoqing.

This kid really has no vision at all. Don’t you like him?

Oh, when Aunt Dong sees him later, he will have to teach this kid a lesson!

When Mu Qing'an opened the door to let his brother in, Jiang Shaoqing strode in with gifts in both hands.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Shaoqing saw Dong Mingyue sitting in the living room.

"Godmother, I finally see you again. I missed you so much..."

"It's Xiaoqing... Oh, you finally came to see your godmother. I thought you had forgotten me... I clearly saw you at the Mu family last time, but you disappeared in the blink of an eye..."

Dong Mingyue glared at Jiang Shaoqing angrily.

Jiang Shaoqing quickly sat down next to Dong Mingyue and said with a smile: "Godmother, you wronged me. I was so busy at that time, and I couldn't steal the limelight from your own son, right?"

Dong Mingyue glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, godmother forgives you. You are still so disobedient, come if you want, and bring so many gifts every time. You treat yourself as an outsider, godmother will be angry!"

Jiang Shaoqing has always been well behaved in front of Dong Mingyue, coaxing her, "Godmother, I just buy some delicious and beautiful things for you when I see them. Come, let's take a look at the pattern of this scarf. Do you like it..."

In less than three minutes, Jiang Shaoqing coaxed the quiet Ms. Dong into smiling.

Mu Qingyuan was not surprised and found a quiet sofa to sit down.

When Jiang Shaoqing first came to his family's rental house, he found that he had a similar personality to Ms. Dong. There was a time when he almost doubted whether he was Ms. Dong's biological son.

After a long time, Mu Qingyuan discovered.

Ms. Dong really loves Jiang Shaoqing.

Jiang Shaoqing also really likes to make Ms. Dong happy and likes to be close to Ms. Dong.

So, I called her "godmother" and they became even closer.

Mu Qingyuan thought, that’s fine.

Anyway, no matter how good he is to his mother, he can never learn to be as considerate as Jiang Shaoqing...

"Brother, has he always been so popular with Auntie?"

Mu Qingan stood aside and watched, his eyes red with jealousy. He felt a little embarrassed to enter this house...

It’s not that he doesn’t like Aunt Dong.

Aunt Dong didn't say she didn't like him either.

only……

How come Jiang Shaoqing, even though there is no one in this room who is his blood relative, looks more like a member of this family.

My eldest brother took him home, and Aunt Dong also liked him very much.

Or his 'godmother'...

Jiang Shaoqing's appearance made Mu Qing'an feel even more embarrassed.

Mu Qingyuan looked up at Mu Qingan and said coldly, "My mother has always liked him. I'm not jealous. Can you not see it?"

"without……"

Mu Qing'an just felt that he was probably sick again.

Conjunctivitis.

I envy you, but I can’t learn it…

Still can’t get…

Mu Qing'an found a small stool in the corner, sat down and drew circles. He was almost becoming autistic.

Just like that, a few people simply sat at the round table and happily ate lunch.

In the afternoon, Mu Huisheng was busy pasting couplets and hanging lanterns, and assigned these tasks to Mu Qingyuan.

Seeing this, Jiang Shaoqing looked at Mu Qingyuan's pale face and hurriedly took over the job.

"Uncle, I'll do this. It's fine if I don't do some work. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed to eat for free..."

"It's just a meal, Xiao Jiang, don't worry too much... Xiao An, come on, the two of you, this is just a small matter, and your elder brother really doesn't need to do anything..."

So, Jiang Shaoqing and Mu Qing'an were ruthlessly paired together as a temporary pair, carrying stairs and lanterns of all sizes, and busying themselves around the yard.

In the living room, warm sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Mu Qingyuan supported his head with one hand, and Dong Mingyue made him a cup of scented tea.

"Haven't you had a good rest recently? I see that you don't look well. Do you want to go upstairs and have a nap?" Dong Mingyue said softly.

Mu Qingyuan looked at the two people who were quarreling outside the window, retracted his gaze, and said, "The company is busy at the end of the year, Mom, don't worry about me. It's the New Year now, and I can have a few days off."

"We need to have a good rest for a few days!" Dong Mingyue agreed.

Outside the house, the two people were arguing louder and louder.

Dong Mingyue couldn't help but tilt her head and wondered, "It seems to me that Xiaoan doesn't welcome Xiaoqing very much..."

"Mom, you're too lazy to care about them, just drink some tea." Mu Qingyuan said.

Dong Mingyue retracted her gaze and looked at her son again, saying, "Alright. I won't care about them, I'll take care of my son first. Speaking of which, didn't you say you were with him? Why don't you bring him back to see me during the New Year?"

Mu Qingyuan stopped talking, glanced in the direction of the yard, and said, "I'll go upstairs and sleep for a while."

Dong Mingyue's heart sank. She looked at Mu Qingyuan's back as he went upstairs, her brows filled with worry...