The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife,Chapter 923 - To Know (3) - Read free novels online

Chapter 923: To Know (3)

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Mu Yuchen had just gone in for a while when there was a knock on the door.

“Master, Missus!”

When Xi Xiaye walked out of the bedroom, she heard Sis Wang calling them from outside, so she walked to the door and opened it to see Sis Wang standing right outside.

“What is it?” Xi Xiaye looked puzzledly at Sis Wang standing outside the door.

“Missus, Master Ah Mo and Miss Lingshi are here. They look quite worried. They said they’re looking for Master. They’re right downstairs!”

When Sis Wang saw that Mu Lingshi did not look quite right, she dared not delay as she ran straight up to report to Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye.

Ah Mo and Ah Shi?

When Xi Xiaye heard that, she was stunned for a split second. Her mind flashed with what the man said to her in the car, and she knew what had happened. Immediately, she said to Sis Wang, “Just tell them to go to the study room. Bring a few cups of Pu Er tea too.”

“Alright, Missus!”

Before Sis Wang finished, Xi Xiaye had already turned back into her bedroom and taken a thin piece of outerwear to put on her shoulders before she walked to the study room.

After a while, Ah Mo and Mu Lingshi came up.

“Sis-in-law!”

Mu Lingshi seemed pale and dazed. She looked around and then asked, “Where’s my brother?”

Xi Xiaye pulled at the outerwear on her shoulder as she looked at the couple before her. She also saw Ah Mo’s worried expression behind Mu Lingshi. “He’s still in the shower. Let’s go into the study room first.” Then, she walked into the study room.

Mu Lingshi and Ah Mo followed while Sis Wang quickly prepared four cups of Pu Er tea and brought some dessert in too.

“Have a seat!” Xi Xiaye pointed at the sofa, indicating for them to sit.

Mu Lingshi and Ah Mo silently sat down.

“You rushed over so late at night. Is it something that can’t be discussed tomorrow? It’s raining outside.” Xi Xiaye sat across them. When she saw some moisture on Mu Lingshi’s face, she handed her a tissue.

“Thanks, Sis-in-law.”

Mu Lingshi took it and wiped the streaks of tears on her face with a dazed expression as she turned to look at the French window. It was pitch black outside while raindrops continued to patter against the window.

“Why are you two here?”

Before they could say more, Mu Yuchen’s slightly raspy voice was heard. They all looked up and saw that he was dressed in black pajamas as he strolled over leisurely.

“Bro!”

When she saw Mu Yuchen, Mu Lingshi stood up anxiously and her hand gripped the document tighter. Her eyes were fixated on Mu Yuchen. “Brother, tell me that these aren’t real. What similarities and likeness? I can’t be Gu Qiwu’s daughter! I’m not!” Mu Lingshi’s voice could not help but shake, and there was a helpless struggle in her eyes.

When Mu Yuchen heard her panicked tone, he stopped and walked over to sit beside Xi Xiaye. His silent gaze met with Mu Lingshi’s, then he looked down at the document in her hand.

“I wish it were so too, but it’s real. Lingshi, the person that we’ve been looking for is Gu Qiwu. In fact, he’s the person we really wanted to find. He’s your biological father.”

Mu Yuchen’s muffled and precise voice was like a judge’s gavel that cruelly slammed into Mu Lingshi’s chest. In an instant, Mu Lingshi could hear the sound of her heart shattering. In shock, she suddenly lost all energy as she fell limp and was dizzy!

There was a sharp pain in her heart that suffocated her as if breathing hurt her all over.

“Lingshi, are you okay?”

“Ah Shi!”

Ah Mo and Xi Xiaye looked worriedly at Mu Lingshi.

“How…how could this be? How’s this possible? How could it be him?” Defeated, Mu Lingshi let Ah Mo hold her as she muttered in a daze, “I’m Gu Qiwu’s daughter? He’s the person I’ve been looking for all this while?”

She took a deep breath and covered her face. In an instant, there was warm moisture on her palms. Next, the suppressed and bitter sound of her sobbing came.

“Why….why is it him? What did I do? Why…?”

“Lingshi, don’t be sad now. Don’t be upset! So what if you know? You still have us. We’ll always be here!”

Seeing her in anguish, Ah Mo looked pained. He quickly pulled her into his embrace as bitterness rose in the back of his throat and he clumsily consoled her. Lingshi fell into his arms. Her muffled cries felt heart-wrenching.

When the stifled sounds of cries filled the room, Xi Xiaye’s heart could not help but feel an ache. Her twinkling eyes became misty as she turned to the man beside her. As she met Mu Yuchen’s unfathomable gaze, she could catch a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Upon seeing her reddened eyes, he reached out to hold her hand that rested on her thigh, consoling her silently.

Still, Xi Xiaye’s eyes were very misty at this point. She could only take a deep breath, turn away, and blink quite a few times before she calmed herself down and handed Mu Lingshi a tissue. She said with a slightly raspy voice, “Alright, don’t cry now. No matter what, it’s a truth that we can’t change. Your brother and I were worried about telling you because we were afraid you’d be like this, Ah Shi.”

It was Xi Xiaye who spoke up first, stopping Mu Lingshi’s weeping for a while.

After some pause, Mu Lingshi sniffled. Her eyes were swollen, and the front of Ah Mo’s shirt was drenched.

“Whether or not he’s your biological father is no longer important, Lingshi. Just remember what I said. Your father is Mu Tangchuan and your mother is Zhuang Shurong. I’m your older brother, and I have always been, now and forever. No matter what happens, this will never change.” Mu Yuchen sighed to himself as he looked to Mu Lingshi to comfort her.

She then nodded and said with a hoarse voice, “I’m just sad that it’s him. He was clearly so close, yet he could just coldly watch on for so many years! He must’ve known about Lingtian and me, yet he never asked about us…My mother wouldn’t even say his name on her deathbed…How did I get such parents? How could I have such parents? How many times have we met? Still, he could be so indifferent!”