The old and skinny man suddenly burst into tears without warning.
Li Beinian was stunned at first, but she couldn’t help taking a few more glances.
Mu Che’s mental state seemed to be worse than it had been in her previous life. Li Beinian remembered very clearly that in her previous life, although the man was also ill, he would looked fresh and energetic every time she saw him.
He wasn’t like now, looking as though he was dying.
Li Beinian had her reservations, and despised this family even more.
However, it was undeniable that this tactic was more effective than presenting himself to be in his prime.
This was obvious from Mu Xichen’s slightly tightened grip.
But even then, he remained expressionless.
Seeing that Mu Xichen was unmoved, Wu Meiya anxiously wiped her tears and said, “Xichen, your father has been talking about you these past few days, saying that he has let you and your mother down. Especially recently, he has been having nightmares every night. He’s already feeling unwell, but because of the medicine, his entire body hurts…”
Mu Xichen remained unmoved.
Li Beinian listened to the woman’s tearful words and kept silent.
Seeing that they kept silent, Wu Meiya continued in a sorrowful voice, “Ever since you tore the will that he had specially left for you, he has been in a poor mental state. How could you bear it? No matter how he treats you, he’s your father after all!”
He was his father after all.
Ha!
When Mu Che schemed against him for the sake of Mu Donglin, did it occur to him that Mu Xichen was his son too?
Li Beinian looked at Wu Meiya mockingly.
While Mu Che did not seem to be in a good state of mind, he was really not at the point of death.
Furthermore, it seemed like she was putting on a show.
I was a mistake to come.
“If you have something to say, just say it.” Mu Xichen went straight to the point, his expression clearly impatient. “But if you’re just out to condemn me, I’m not interested in listening.”
Perhaps Mu Xichen’s attitude was too forceful, Wu Meiya paused and looked at Mu Che.
Mu Che’s face was full of agony as he said, “Xichen, I know you hate me, but I really just want to see you. I know you’re doing very well in your career now, and I’m very happy to see this. If you don’t want the money I gave you, then just leave it. I won’t force you.”
Li Beinian’s heart skipped a beat.
What was this family up to again?
Apart from Li Beinian, Mu Xichen also had this question.
Mu Xichen looked at them silently with an unfathomable expression.
Mu Che continued, “Xichen, there’s no overnight enmity between father and son. I’ve let your mother down, but I’ve already suffered retribution. I’ve lost you for more than twenty years. Now, Dad is about to die. Xichen, stay at home and keep me company for my remaining days, alright?”
Mu Che’s eyes were cloudy, but full of hope and desire.
Mu Xichen was indifferent and finally said, “Is that why you called me here?”
Mu Che seemed infuriated by his remark. He clutched his chest and looked hurt. “Isn’t this enough? Xichen, I’m your father!”
