Chapter 80

Jingxi Manor.

Mu Youyu returned to the Mu Family, and in a flash ran upstairs to the piano room.

Mu Xi was indeed inside.

"Second older brother! Let's go now!"

Mu Xi was writing a score; hearing this, he raised his eyes, his gaze landing on his sister's excited face, and helplessly said, "Youbao, you haven't eaten yet."

She stepped forward and gently tugged at Mu Xi's sleeve, "I've already eaten at Lan Lin! Come on, come on!"

"Okay, you go tidy up first?" Mu Xi heard and just nodded.

He had already packed his things; now he tidied up the score a bit, then made a call to have the plane brought over.

After hanging up, Mu Youyu changed clothes, and the two then set off.

Twenty hours later.

Y Guo.

The imperial palace's dedicated helipad.

As soon as the two stepped off the plane, the entourage was much grander.

On the helipad, a long red carpet was laid, extending all the way to the black sedan not far away.

Mu Xin stood at the front, with Jun Chenling beside him, and a group of people following behind.

There were familiar faces and unfamiliar faces.

Seeing her, Mu Xin at the front turned his cold brows and eyes gentle.

He bent over to embrace the sister who came running at him, then patted her head, "Dear, are you tired?"

"No!" Mu Youyu had slept for ten-odd hours, looking full of energy.

She poked her head out of Mu Xin's embrace, raised her little face proudly, and said, "I slept a long time on the plane!"

"Really great."

Meanwhile, Mu Xi started to feel sleepy.

Mu Xin's smile unchanged, he said, "Second brother, long time no see."

Mu Xi gathered his spirits and lightly hugged Mu Xin, his voice a little hoarse: "A Xin."

Mu Xin let go of Mu Xi, his gaze falling on his weary face, "Second brother, you've worked hard on the road."

Jun Chenling, dressed in a white tailcoat with gold trim, stepped forward a few paces to stand before the two, "Youbao, Brother Xi!"

Mu Youyu giggled, "Brother Ling!"

Jun Chenling is two months older than her, but he is a friend of Brother Xin, so she has always called him Brother Ling.

Mu Xi smiled, "A Ling."

The attendants and palace maids nearby were long used to it; that Prince Xun Li, who is usually carefree and seldom smiles, shows a big contrast whenever he sees the Mu family.

Seeing the few people fall silent, the attendants and palace maids standing in two neat rows turned toward Mu Youyu and Mu Xi and, in fluent Chinese, chorused, "Welcome back, Miss and Young Master Xi!"

The two responded with a sound.

"Go rest first." Mu Xin naturally ordered the palace maids to move the two's luggage inside.

Jun Chenling asked, "Youbao, there's a luncheon at the Duke's Mansion over there—do you want to go play?"

Now it is 7 a. m. in Y Guo.

Mu Youyu also hasn't seen her grandfather in a long time, she lifted her expectant little face, "Brother Xin, shall we go?"

Mu Xin smiled helplessly, "Sorry, dear, I and A Ling still have some things to handle; how about letting Second Brother accompany you?"

Mu Youyu showed no hint of resentment, merely nodding obediently, then turned her gaze toward Mu Xi standing at the side.

The latter smiled at her, stepped forward and took her hand, his voice weary yet still indulgent: "Youbao, Brother will nap first; you go eat a meal, and I'll come find you when the time comes."

Mu Youyu nodded, "Okay!"

In Y Guo, the two reside alternately between the imperial palace and the Duke's Mansion.

Now Mu Xin has had people move their belongings into the imperial palace; there are two rooms that Mu Youyu and Mu Xi previously lived in.

The two then waved to Mu Xin and Jun Chenling and went inside.

Mu Xin and Jun Chenling turned and walked toward the car nearby.

After the two got in the car, the smile on Mu Xin's face gradually faded; he looked at Jun Chenling and said in a low voice, "We need to train a new batch of people."

Jun Chenling leaned against the car, his posture unchanged; seeing Mu Xin's poor complexion, he also knew the importance of this matter: "Don't worry about this, you're already busy managing the company, and furthermore..."

His words trailed off.

Mu Xin's gaze turned indifferently to the window: "The sooner these matters are resolved, the better."

Jun Chenling knew his temperament, so he didn't speak further.

Mu Xin thought of something, paused, turned his head to look at him, "A Ling, you also need to grow up quickly."

After he finishes handling things, he will return to the country.

Everything here will eventually be handed over to Jun Chenling.

Jun Chenling lowered his eyes slightly, remained silent for a few seconds, then replied softly, "Understood."

Here there is a chef specially invited from Z Country, and Mu Youyu is accustomed to eating his food.

She first ate something, then returned to her room to take a shower.

In the room, the palace maids had opened and tidied up the luggage.

She picked up the phone on the bed, made a video call to Jiang Liangjin; before the ringing even sounded, the other end answered.

Over in Z Country, it is afternoon.

"A Jin!"

Jiang Liangjin appeared to be at the company; he raised his hand to signal, then walked out.

His facial features appeared on the screen, his voice a bit garbled: "Youbao, have you arrived? Are you tired?"

Mu Youyu laughed, "Yes yes! Not tired, I slept the whole way."

"Are you still adjusting?"

Mu Youyu lay on the bed, lifting her phone high so he could see her, "Adjusting fine, I saw A Jin brother and Ling brother, there's a small banquet at noon."

Jiang Consortium

Jiang Liangjin leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of the CEO's office, his phone wallpaper a photo of Mu Youyu and him taken last time at the rime flower house.

However, the background flowers and fountain were blurred by him, leaving only the two people in the middle most conspicuous.

He lowered his head to look at the girl on the screen, his voice warm: "Mu Xi will take you there?"

The girl on the screen's eyes lit up, she nodded repeatedly: "Yes yes! A Jin, is your company side busy?"

"Not busy." Jiang Liangjin blurted out without thinking, his tone relaxed.

After he spoke, the Special Assistant beside him frantically gave him a look: …Young Master, maybe you should listen to what you're saying, someone's still waiting for you to start the meeting!

The youth didn't notice, just smiled at the screen: "Mu Xi isn't beside you?"

Mu Youyu obediently explained, "He went to sleep."

Jiang Liangjin knew Mu Xi was still quite busy, so he didn't ask further, then expressed concern: "How's the weather over there?"

"Not bad…… about five degrees colder than C Shi."

Upon hearing that, he frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of worry: "Remember to check the weather and dress accordingly, don't let yourself freeze."

The other side gave a perfunctory "oh", the tone drawn out long, carrying a hint of restrained resentment.

Jiang Liangjin felt helpless hearing her reply.

Youbao fears heat but craves coolness…… regardless of whether the weather is cold or hot, she likes to drink iced things, saying it's refreshing and cool.

Because she loved to act cute as a child and her health was poor, she almost ended up in the hospital at the slightest lack of restraint.

But each time, after her wounds healed she forgot the pain and just kept eating.

Her two brothers at home couldn't bear to criticize her; mentioning it made her tear up, so Nian ge simply moved the fridge away silently.

Mu Xi always waited for her to go to and from school, and she rarely bought iced drinks in winter.

She would also go to her cousins' houses out of spite.

Those brothers all felt sorry for her, often sneaking her food, but they didn't dare give her too much; only after Nian ge moved all their fridges out did things improve a bit.

……Fortunately, her health has improved somewhat now.

They chatted a few more sentences, then Mu Youyu's side got a call and they ended the video.

As the screen instantly went dark, Jiang Liangjin stared at the lock-screen wallpaper, the girl's light-colored, shining eyes; the smile at the corner of his mouth lingered, not fading away.

The Special Assistant hurried forward: "Young Master, shall we continue the meeting?"

Jiang Liangjin let out an "oh", lifted his leg, and walked toward the meeting room.

The executives in the meeting room were all sensible, neither noisy nor argumentative.

At this moment, seeing him return, everyone immediately straightened their backs and continued the meeting.

After an hour, the meeting finally ended.

Jiang Liangjin had just turned back to the CEO's office, intending to call Mu Youyu back, when a knock on the door interrupted his action.

"Young Master, outside there are two people claiming to be your relatives, the CEO's brothers, saying they have urgent matters to see you, and they can't be stopped!"

They can't be stopped?

That must be Jiang Huan and his group.

That person once, in the hospital, righteousness over family, knocked into his own son Jiang Ji, trying to pin the blame on him—Jiang Liangjin hasn't forgotten that, and unexpectedly they came to his door first.

Jiang Liangjin also happened to be free; hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let them come up."

Saying that, he picked up the phone on the desk and pressed a few buttons.

Less than a minute after he finished speaking, the office door was shoved open forcefully.

Leading them was his uncle Jiang Huan, his face showing obvious arrogance.

Behind him followed his eldest son Jiang Yun, his gaze sweeping over the valuable artworks in the office, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"A Jin, I heard your parents handed the company over to you?" Jiang Huan directly sat on the sofa, picked up the mineral water on the table, and twisted it open.

"You're only fifteen, what do you know about management? I think it's better to let me, this elder, help you manage things for stability." His tone was full of self-assumed concern.

Jiang Liangjin leaned against the chair back, watching him drink that bottle of mineral water, saying nothing but just hanging up the phone that was still connected.

He had filled that bottle with unfiltered water, using it to hold flowers.

Jiang Liangjin gave the two a cold glance: "Uncle, do you think the Jiang clan's management, with over a thousand people, still can't compare to you, who've only managed to get into a second-rate company half your life…… a nobody in the wealthy circles?"

"Jiang Liangjin, how can you speak to an elder like that!"

Jiang Yun pointed at Jiang Liangjin's nose, unable to hold back: "We came with good intentions to help you, don't be ungrateful!"

Jiang Huan frowned, set down the mineral water bottle: "We're doing this for the Jiang family's good! Your parents went on their honeymoon, dumping this huge company on you, a child—if something goes wrong, who can bear the responsibility?"

……

Jiang Liangjin, too lazy to waste words, raised his hand to signal the Special Assistant to come in, saying: "Take them to the police station."

Jiang Huan, Jiang Yun: "! ……"

Jiang Huan and Jiang Yun instantly froze, the arrogance on their faces turning to shock.

"Jiang Liangjin, what do you mean? We came with good intentions……"

Before he could finish speaking, the Special Assistant brought a few bodyguards, dragging and carrying them while covering their mouths, and got them out.

Jiang Liangjin had already called the police; out of respect for his grandfather's reputation, he didn't intend to make a big deal of it, just having them detained for a few days.

It could be considered repaying the grudge of one arrow from the hospital last time.

He gave a light 'tsk', then tossed the bottle on the table into the trash can.

The company's elite members were well nurtured by his father; he today merely came to hold a meeting, make a decision, and will come again for a longer time when he has free time later.

Then Jiang Liangjin turned and left the company.