Chapter 1237: Chapter 1251: What Happened to Sticking Together Through Thick and Thin?
"Ran, your grandpa is waiting for you at home, you can’t disappoint the elders."
Shen Wenxuan stepped forward at the right time and said it, but Mu Wanxin was immediately unimpressed.
"Hey, Wenxuan, you’re cheating. We agreed to let Ran decide for herself, and you’re using psychological tactics."
"Alright, alright, I’m sorry, it’s my mistake," Shen Wenxuan immediately admitted his fault, but his eyes were still full of hope as he looked at An Ran.
"Wenxuan, sis, it’s not that I don’t want to see grandpa and grandpa, it’s just..."
An Ran held up her phone in front of them.
"Oh my, they both..." Mu Wanxin was also at a loss for words this time and finally made a decision, "Ran, listen to big sis, today at noon we won’t be going anywhere, big sis will bring you guys to the Kong Mansion Banquet to welcome you."
Hearing big sis say they were going to a restaurant, An Ran smiled and took her phone. Since going to either house would offend the other elderly, it’s better not to go to either, and anyway, she had big sis to cover for her.
"Thank you, big sis, you’re always the best to me." An Ran smiled ingratiatingly.
"Alright then, knowing that I care about you, remember to study the company’s matters well, and you’d better get the hang of Mu Group’s business soon," Mu Wanxin lovingly patted her little head.
An Ran: "..."
Did she want to take back what she just said?
Deciding not to go home for lunch, Mu Wanxin called the elders of both families.
Mu Wanxin is now pregnant, with twins, no less. Both families are eagerly awaiting the next generation, that goes without saying. So now, Mu Wanxin’s status in both families is rising by the day, and calling is just a formality. Whether it’s Old Mr. Shen or Old Mr. Mu, as soon as they hear her speak, they swallow their complaints no matter how many they have.
"It’s settled, let’s go," Mu Wanxin said, pointing a jade finger after ending the call, and the group headed straight for the Kong Mansion Banquet.
In October, the autumn air in the Imperial City is clear and crisp. Lin Junyang, after finishing training with his team members, saw the captain walking out of the office building.
In a neat guard uniform, he walked with steady steps and rhythmic arm swings, compared to movie-level special effects, Lin Junyang felt his captain’s aura was a towering 2.8 meters.
"Captain, are you going to headquarters?"
Lin Junyang looked at the folder in Mu Xingfeng’s hand, which probably contained the final list of selected Special Training Team members.
Mu Xingfeng kept his gaze forward, not stopping for the unexpected encounter, "Yes, the selection process is over, and tomorrow is a holiday. You can notify the canteen to add something to the team’s meal. Everyone’s worked hard during this training period. Although our Special Training Team’s nature is different from the ordinary Guard Team, normal entertainment is allowed. I won’t be coming back today, so if there’s anything, you can call me anytime."
Lin Junyang watched the man stride to the parking lot while a fire quietly burned in his heart.
Not coming back today? How could he even say that?
Today’s the day Tuzi returns to the Imperial City, but it’s also the day that Xiao Xiao comes to the Imperial City, isn’t it?
What about the promised camaraderie, the promise to endure hardships together?
All he thinks about is meeting his sweetheart and enjoying sweet talk with her, savoring tender moments, while during hardships he had him, the teammate and brother, by his side, but during the good times he’s heartlessly abandoned?
Lin Junyang suddenly felt like the captain’s towering figure of 2.8 meters was now as deflated as a leaking balloon, chasing after Wu Song’s brother.
"Captain, treating your teammates, your brothers, this way, doesn’t your conscience hurt?" Lin Junyang said, looking desolate, as the sun beat down, yet his heart was cold.
