The relationship between musichen and mucher is really bad.

Li Beinian and muxichen walked to the door of muche's study. Muyun, the housekeeper, laughed at him and said, "I'm back. Sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Muxichen didn't say anything. He went directly over Muyun and went inside.

Li Beinian smiles and thanks: "thank you for your hard work."

"You are welcome." It is obvious that Mu Yun doesn't like Li Beinian very much, and the smile on his face suddenly becomes alienated.

Li Beinian saw it and didn't care. In a moment, he kept up with muxichen.

When he entered the study, Muncher was sitting behind his desk with a pair of glasses on.

See musichen come in, immediately put down the information in hand, way: "come back."

Back.

This tone, just like Mu Yun, just regarded muxichen as someone who left home temporarily.

Murcher took off the glasses, took the glasses cloth next to him and wiped them. He sighed and said, "when you are old, your eyes are not so good. In a flash, you and your brother have become a family and business. I, the old man, should retire."

Muxichen always had a straight face, without any expression on his face.

The servant had brought them tea and asked them to sit down.

But musichen did not mean to sit down at all.

Murcher said, put on the glasses again, looked up at muxichen, looked at Li Beinian, and said with a smile: "meet again."

Li Beinian accompanied muxichen to come, of course, it could not be just a decoration.

As the saying goes, stretch out one's hand and never hit a smiling face, not to mention this is the father of musichen.

Even if they don't have a good relationship with musichen, their blood relationship can't be erased.

Li Beinian: "yes, I haven't seen uncle mu for a long time. Well, it should be seven or eight months."

"Yes," murcher said with a smile. "I didn't expect that you, a little girl, are very powerful. You have taken my two sons into consideration. These two boys have high vision."

Li Beinian smiles on his face and doesn't answer.

Musichen glanced away. "What's the matter with you calling us here today?"

"I can't call you if I'm ok?" Murcher stood up from the back of the table, his gray eyebrows frowned. "I'm your father. You didn't even tell me about such a big thing about marriage. In the end, I still knew the news from the newspaper. You, you, didn't even have the consciousness of being a son!"

"No," musichen looked at mucher, his face always light, no sadness or joy, "if you want us to come here just want to say that, then you can not say, I don't like to listen to it."

Mucher's heart was choked with pain, and his dry hand was on the table, breathing deeply.

Murcher picked up the water cup next to him and took a big drink, which seemed to slow down his breath. He said, "Simon, I'm your father. You shouldn't talk to me like this."

"You said yourself, you have only one son." Muxichen's face finally has a little loose, the eye light seems to contain a bit of sneer, light invisible.

Murcher was angry. "I said that in anger. You have been holding a grudge for 20 years!"

"Said is said, I will not forget." "If it's OK, I'll go first."

With that, he really set out to take Li Beinian away.

Murcher breathed more heavily and said, "stop!"

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