Chapter 201: 201: Sudden Surprise Troops
"Nothing much..." Mu Mingyu quickly said as soon as he saw his wife coming over, "Wife, the flowers over there are quite pretty, let’s go take a look."
Saying this, he just wanted to leave.
What a joke! Wait for the sister-in-law to tattle?
That sister-in-law is the most annoying, like a gossipmonger, she would tell even the smallest things, always getting him in trouble with his wife.
Wang Yuan opened her mouth to speak, but Mu Mingsi quickly pulled her back to avoid conflict.
Wang Yuan unhappily glared at Mu Mingsi.
Mu Mingsi’s expression remained unchanged, not the least bit guilty.
Tong Yunyun, perceiving with a glance that her husband had probably done something stupid again, feigned ignorance, letting him pull her away to look at those so-called "pretty flowers," which were actually just a hotel decoration.
After they left, Wang Yuan said discontentedly, "Why didn’t you let me speak?"
"What day is today? You want to argue with second brother?"
"He talked about you like that, and you don’t know to talk back? You’re always busy for this family, and he doesn’t appreciate it at all. What are you doing it for, really?"
"Second brother was pampered since childhood, a bit wilful, but he’s not essentially bad, nothing too serious. Besides, having his wife watching over him, nothing will happen."
"Yes, yes, yes, always about second brother’s wife. She’s so great, why don’t you live with her instead?" Having often heard her husband praise others, Wang Yuan was somewhat jealous.
Sometimes, she would wonder: if back then she and Tong Yunyun had met her husband at the same time, whom would he have chosen?
"What are you always thinking about? She’s my second brother’s wife." Mu Mingsi felt a headache at his wife’s wild imagination, "Instead of daydreaming, why don’t you go in the back to see what your daughter and son are doing?"
"What can they do? Chatting with great-grandma, I guess." She said this, yet Wang Yuan turned around and headed to the back.
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Mu Mingyu stood with his wife Tong Yunyun at the hotel entrance for a while and found that hardly anyone came, couldn’t help but whisper to his wife, "I was right, wasn’t I? Big brother’s arrangement this time is really inappropriate. Look at the time, and no one is here. If the banquet starts later, and dad comes down and finds nobody here, won’t it be awkward?"
Tong Yunyun glanced at him, "You almost argued with sister-in-law just for this?"
Mu Mingyu: Did he just let something slip?
"Someone’s coming!" At this moment, Tong Yunyun said.
"Who’s coming?" Mu Mingyu stretched his neck to look.
Several Rolls-Royces stopped at the hotel entrance, as attendants hurriedly ran over to open the doors, guiding them.
"It’s the Zhan Family." Tong Yunyun had a great memory, though she usually had no contact with the Zhan Family, her representation in some events meant she recognized them.
"Are you sure?" Mu Mingyu was a bit surprised. Their Mu family didn’t have much interaction with the Zhan Family, right?
However, his wife was always right in her words, they must be from the Zhan Family.
"Leading is Old Master Zhan, to his left is the eldest son Zhan Zhengxiao and his wife, and to his right is the youngest son Zhan Zhengye and his wife..." Tong Yunyun did a brief introduction to avoid him mistaking anyone as they approached.
"Got it." With Tong Yunyun’s reminder, Mu Mingyu immediately matched all the Zhan family members, quickly stepping up to welcome them, "Old Master Zhan, why did you come in person? If my dad knew you were here, he would probably have run to the gate personally to greet you out of joy..."
Though Mu Mingyu was a bit muddle-headed, his manners in high society were still okay, especially with his wife’s reminders and oversight, he rarely made mistakes.
"You’re Mu family’s second son, right? Hahaha... You were quite the little troublemaker when you were young, giving your parents a headache." Old Master Zhan was unexpectedly warm, speaking as if they were quite familiar, obviously wanting to build a closer relationship.
"I was young then, wasn’t I? Doesn’t everyone make some mistakes in their youth? Hehehe... Made Old Master Zhan think about it so much." Mu Mingyu was more puzzled in his mind but didn’t show it, smiling as he humored Old Master Zhan, also greeting Zhan Zhengxiao and Zhan Zhengye and their spouses.
"Mingyu, let me introduce you, this is my younger grandson Zhan Jingshu, and he has quite a close relationship with your Mu family..." Oddly enough, Zhan Zhengxiao introduced Zhan Jingshu instead of Zhan Jingwen, who was the expected successor of the Zhan Family.
This thin and delicate young boy was exceptionally good-looking, having perfectly inherited the virtues of Zhan Zhengxiao and his wife. His eyebrows were graceful, his eyes bright, his smile particularly endearing.
"Hello, Uncle Mu." Zhan Jingshu greeted Mu Mingyu.
Zhan Jingwen, Zhan Jingmo, Zhan Jinglou, Zhan Nicole, and others also greeted Mu Mingyu in turn.
Although being the second son of the Mu family, he was often greeted courteously like this, the issue was—it was the Zhan Family. The Zhan Family was the richest in the country, also in-laws with the foremost four great families, the Yan Family. Them being this courteous to a declining hidden-world family like theirs today?
Mu Mingyu felt a bit overwhelmed and honored, if not for his wife stabilizing him from behind, occasionally reminding him, he would have almost jumped for joy.
"Okay, okay... My dad’s inside, everyone please come in." Mu Mingyu quickly led a group into the hotel.
Tong Yunyun, once seeing the Zhan family, immediately had people arrange guests inside the hotel, so by the time they got into the banquet, Master Mu personally led the Mu family’s grandchildren to welcome them.
"Old Master Zhan, hello, hello..." Master Mu grinned widely in joy.
Who said Mu family was going downhill? Look, after Murong just offended a Yan junior, the Yan Family’s in-law, the Zhan family came, then was the issue with Yan junior still an issue?
Indeed, the "legend" left by the ancestors proved true; if one day the Mu family in Capital City couldn’t endure or faced trouble, they could contact the Hidden Immortal Sect and ask an elder there for help.
Though the ancestor wasn’t sure if the "elder" over there would help, in a life-and-death critical moment, even if the "elder" didn’t intervene, the Hidden Immortal Sect would lend a hand considering the past ties with the Mu Family.
When the young Master Mu heard of this legend, he was very young and quite confused: How old must one be to be called an ancestor? Just how ancient was the "elder" left at the Hidden Immortal Sect? How many more years could they live?
Crucially, this legend had been passed down for several generations.
Moreover, what kind of place was the Hidden Immortal Sect? Why had they never heard of it?