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This little girl that looked like tender tofu was his biological son's wife?

There was simply no comparison with Ms. White. Old Man Chu shot a glance at his son, as if doubting his intelligence.

Although Mu Jue was very stupid, she still had a bright mind. With that single glance from Old Man Chu, she knew that he wasn't too satisfied with his new wife. It was plain that Chu Qi's beautiful rose had stuck itself into her pile of pig dung, and it was even a pile of pig dung without any essence. In this sort of situation, a girl who was the least bit discomfited would definitely not be able to hold on. But was Mu Jue not a calm person?

She smiled, revealing her dimples, and said in a crisp voice, "Dad!"

With just one word, she had messed up Chu Ai who had experienced countless swords and sabers in his life. As for Chu Qi, he looked at the old man with a smile, causing the old man to nearly lose his composure. Although Mu Jue usually looked like a fool, he wasn't stupid at critical moments. Her spiritual aura would only be kept in case of need, and this was something that Chu Qi was well aware of.

"Hey!" Don't shout! I haven't even acknowledged your new wife yet! "

Old Man Chu didn't hold back a single bit of his feelings, speaking his thoughts without any hesitation. His straightforwardness made Mu Jue feel very close to him. One must know that although many members of the Wealthy Class may seem polite on the surface, in reality, they would use all sorts of secret methods to raise their status in all sorts of situations, making them feel inferior. Old Man Chu wasn't so sinister, she was very happy.

"Dad!"

Just as Chu Qi spoke, he felt his hand being hit. It was Mu Jue. She signalled to him not to join in, she was sure.

"Lordmaster, we can start eating now."

Mother Lü interjected at the appropriate time, causing the tense atmosphere to loosen a little.

The old tutor glared at Chu Qihu and snorted along the way, walking towards the table. Mu Jue hastily followed him and saw that there were eight dishes and a soup on the jujube red table. The color of the soup was captivating. When she saw the delicacies, Mu Jue's entire being seemed to come alive. She pulled up the chair to get a seat.

"Don't you know etiquette?"

Aiyo, he looks so old. Why does he look so old? Seeing this situation, Mu Jue's eyes rolled around. It was too powerful.

He squeezed himself hard, tears flowing down his cheeks. Even though she despised tears, sometimes they were more powerful than thousands of men and horses. It was as though … At this moment!

"Wow …" Mu Jue cleared her throat before kneeling down.

"Dad, I understand that you are still unwilling to acknowledge me as your daughter-in-law. However, I already have the Chu Clan's flesh and blood … Just acknowledge me! "

Mu Jue's shocking words caused Mother Lu to tremble. She quickly ran to Mu Jue's side and wanted to pull her up.

"Second young mistress, don't kneel. Old man, just admit to Second Young Madam that she's pregnant with your grandson. Didn't those dozens of whips you gave the second young master the other day make you feel better? "

What? Chu Qi was whipped a few dozen times by the old man?! No wonder when I saw his back that day...

Mu Jue's eyes were wide open as she kneeled there in a daze. She forgot about begging the old man and turned her head to look at Chu Qi.