The whole family is reborn, and their five-year-old child becomes the darling of the entire capital.

Aunt Min's body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes looking at Mu Si Kuang in terror. Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was so weak that it seemed as if a gust of wind would dissipate it, "Master..."

However, she was greeted by Mu Sikuang's icy face and cold, merciless words: "If you can't speak, then shut your mouth."

Aunt Min opened her mouth, wanting to explain something, but when she saw Mu Sikuang's cold and ruthless eyes, all the words stuck in her throat.

She had been married into the Mu family for many years, and although she hadn't been made a concubine, she had at least given birth to the eldest son. Back then, she had gone to great lengths and used any means necessary to conceive first. In the past, the master had never treated her so harshly, much less so ruthlessly humiliated her.

At this moment, his attitude was like a sharp sword, tearing her self-esteem apart and then ruthlessly trampling it under his feet.

Tears welled up in Aunt Min's eyes. She raised her head, stared at Mu Sikuang's indifferent face, and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, not daring to utter another word.

Aunt Xu, who was standing to the side, took in everything. A faint, mocking smile flashed across her eyes, but her expression remained as gentle as spring water. She stood quietly behind the old lady, like a delicate lotus flower.

Logically speaking, a child born out of wedlock shouldn't have both the old lady and the duchess present.

But this matter involved An Lan, a girl from the An family.

Since both families were involved, the old lady and the master had no choice but to come over.

The First Madam's situation was truly unexpected, and they could only hastily find a room for her to give birth.

The eldest son, Mu Shao, rushed over anxiously. On the way, he heard that the First Madam had gone to cause trouble for An Lan with a stick, and he felt uneasy. When he later learned that the First Madam had gone into premature labor because An Lan had pushed her, he became even more anxious and rushed back to the manor.

Mu Shao did indeed have feelings for An Lan. An Lan was not only outstanding in appearance and gentle in nature, but also of noble birth, being the only daughter of the An family. If he could marry her, it would undoubtedly be a meteoric rise in his career.

The reason he married that merchant's daughter was simply because he was attracted by her family's wealth, hoping to obtain a large dowry. Having tasted the sweetness of success, Mu Shao naturally wanted to curry favor with even more powerful and influential people.

Although this young lady Anlan was gentle and mild-mannered, she was quite intelligent and adept at handling situations skillfully. She repeatedly avoided contact with him.

If An Lan weren't the Duchess's niece, he would have forced himself on her long ago. But given her status, Mu Shao couldn't force her, so he could only secretly shower her with all sorts of gifts to win her favor.

He had been planning that if his current wife could give birth to the eldest grandson of the Mu family, he could simply abandon the mother and keep the child. Then, leveraging his status as the eldest grandson of the Mu family, he could marry a woman who could bring him benefits and assistance.

But who would have thought that this woman, who was arrogant and domineering at home, would actually dare to go and cause trouble for Miss An with a stick?

He wouldn't dare to easily lay a hand on An Lan!

Mu Shao's steps into the room suddenly stopped, and he looked in astonishment at his aunt kneeling on the ground and his father sitting upright above.

Since birth, he had rarely seen his father and was filled with fear of him.

Mu Shao hesitated for a long time before finally slowly moving to his aunt's side and kneeling down, saying, "Shao'er greets Father and Grandmother."

Then he turned to face the Duchess, suppressing his displeasure, and called out, "Mother."

Mu Sikuang stared at him coldly, his face ashen. The birth of this son was not of his own volition, and the boy was utterly useless, only capable of causing trouble.

"Miss An said that you had been harassing her, is that true?" Mu Sikuang's expression was extremely ugly.

Mu Shao froze abruptly, turning to look at An Lan, who was dressed in white with her hair in a bun. Seeing that An Lan directly avoided his gaze, he sneered inwardly and immediately shifted the blame.

“When Miss An first came to the Mu residence, my son did send a lot of things over. But Father can check at any time. All the things my son sent were fabrics, food, and flowers, which are all things commonly used in the courtyard. There was absolutely nothing that would cause any misunderstanding.”

An Lan's expression immediately turned ugly. Now that he said that, it was true; she had no evidence whatsoever to prove her innocence.

"Father, you can ask Miss An. She bumped into your arms in the garden earlier and said that she was all alone and wanted to find someone to rely on."

An Lan suddenly stood up. "You're talking nonsense!"

Ignoring her loss of composure, Mu Shao continued, "She said that she has her eye on Mu Yunchao, the second young master of the Mu family, but Yunchao has always been busy and wanted to ask her son for help. So her son gave her advice to get in touch with Mu Yuxi, the cousin of the Mu family. As long as she gets along well with her, she will naturally have more contact with Yunchao."

These were naturally not things An Lan had said, but instead of steer the conversation towards the person she had her eye on, he directly pointed to Mu Yunzhao, the future head of the Mu family. This added considerable credibility to the story.

An Lan's face was pale. She did have this idea. If she married Mu Yunchao, with her aunt protecting her, she would definitely be able to thrive in the Mu family.

But she definitely wouldn't have revealed her thoughts at this time, when she had no contact with Mu Yunchao at all.

An Lan's mind felt like it had been hit hard by a hammer, buzzing and completely blank, unresponsive.

"As for the lady suddenly picking a fight with a stick, it was indeed an accident. She must have seen me help her carry things a few times and misunderstood."

"Moreover, my son is born out of wedlock. He never intended to marry a woman from a prestigious family. Instead, he married a merchant's daughter, which shows that he is not a power-hungry person. He just wants to live a good life."

Mu Shao did not hesitate to humble himself to the dust, looking at the Duke with utmost sincerity.

“If I were greedy for power, I wouldn’t have married my current wife in the first place. Moreover, since I married her, I have never brought any concubines into the household. I have always doted on her. I truly love my current wife and have absolutely no intention of making her a secondary wife. I don’t understand why Miss An would have such a strange idea.”

“If Miss An simply doesn’t want to take responsibility for the accident she caused, then Miss An can rest assured that my wife and I are partly at fault. Moreover, my wife is nearing the end of her pregnancy, so Miss An need not worry about anything happening to the child. There is no need to frame her like this.”

Mu Shao's words were far more shrewd than her mother's.

An Lan was so speechless that she couldn't utter a single word.