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Chapter 592 Questions
After Mu Chen walked in, he said to Jiang Jin respectfully, “Grandma, Cheng Che is busy dealing with some matters so he’ll only be back later.”
Jiang Jin nodded before she said to the others, “This is President Yin Yin, Madam Yin, and their two daughters. And, this is...”
Jiang Jin paused.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGuan Tang hurriedly said, “My name is Guan Tiang.”
Jiang Jin smiled as she looked at Guan Tang before she said, “This is Mu Chen, my grandson.”
Mu Chen and Yin Bin shook hands before Mu Chen nodded to greet the women.
After sitting down, Mu Chen asked, “I heard President Yin wants to buy something from my Grandma and asked her to name a price?” He did not wait for Yin Bin’s reply as he continued to say, “When it comes to business, it’s best that President Yin speaks to me directly. My grandmother is old now and doesn’t participate in our family’s business.”
Yin Bin was displeased. It was clear that Mu Chen had overheard their conversation, but Mu Chen was pretending to be ignorant. He found it really despicable. Although the person in front of him was young, he felt the person’s aura was rather domineering. He could feel the other party’s cold and stern aura just by sitting across from him. He instinctively reached up to loosen his tie again.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Jin could not help but sigh in her heart. She could not help but feel sorry for her good friend, Cheng Yi. Her son seemed to have been corrupted by the mistress. In the end, she said, “Mu Chen, President Yin is Cheng Che’s biological father.”
Mu Chen cocked an eyebrow. “Oh?” Then, he said, “Oh, so Cheng Che’s biological father came to look for him? Then, why is he talking about business?”
Mu Chen’s smile did not reach his eyes as he stared at Yin Bin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYin Bin felt uncomfortable again. He cleared his throat again and reprimanded himself for being intimidated by such a young man. He reminded himself there was nothing to be afraid of as he said, “It’s like this. Cheng Che is my son. The Old Madam has also admitted to his. Our Yin family came to M City for some investments. We want to seize this chance to bring Cheng Che back to acknowledge the family.” “Oh, so what price were you talking about?” Mu Chen asked.”
Yin Bin’s words grew more fluent as he said, “Cheng Che has been in the Mu family for so many years so we want to express our gratitude. That’s why I asked Old Madam Mu to name a price. Then, Cheng Che will no longer be indebted to the Mu family. Chairman Mu, Old Madam Mu, please don’t hesitate to name a price.”
Mu Chen’s expression turned even gloomier, and his gaze turned hostile.
Upon seeing this, Yin Bin could not help but shrink back.
Yin Jia spoke up at this moment. She said, “The Mu family can name whatever price they want. No matter what, it must not be easy raising Cheng Che for so many years. The Yin family truly appreciates this.” Yin Jia sat with her back straight, looking more dignified than Yin Yi.
Mu Chen shifted his cold gaze toward Yin Jia and said, “Not easy? What does Miss Yin know? Cheng Che was personally raised by my grandmother. Apart from me, only Cheng Che had this kind of treatment. When Cheng Che was three years old, he had measles. My grandmother was the one who stayed up for three days and three nights to take care of him until his fever subsided. When Cheng Che was in third grade, he had pneumonia. Although we had many helpers in the house, my grandmother personally looked after him as well. My grandmother raised him with love and care. Miss Yin, what kind of price do you think we should name then?”
Yin Jia pursed her lips, unable to reply to Mu Chen.
Mu Chen sneered before he said to Yin Bin, “President Yin, after Cheng Che’s 18th birthday, my grandmother sent a lawyer to notify the Yin family about Cheng Che’s existence. What happened at that time?”