"Father, why did you not inform me earlier and come here?"

Mu Beihan's sudden appearance at the stairs gave Li Moshu a fright, but in the next second, he cried even louder. He covered his mouth with one hand and pointed at Yan Luoluo with the other, "Uncle Mu, it was this woman that seduced Beihan, just because she was Beihan that he threw me on the plane!"

As if she had suffered an unforgivable injustice, Li Moshu sobbed until she couldn't make a sound.

Mu Guoxiong swept a glance at Yan Luoluo, and when he saw her holding hands with Mu Beihan, he instantly understood a bit.

"So this is Yan Luoluo?"

Yan Luoluo felt Mu Beihan pinching his hand, and heard him say in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Hello, Uncle Mu. I am Yan Luoluo."

No matter whether it was humble or arrogant, even under Li Moshu's fierce gaze, she still looked magnanimous. Mu Guoxiong couldn't help but praise Yan Luoluo a little.

"You look like your father when he was young."

They were already prepared to be blamed, but Mu Guoxiong did not want to pursue the matter of her seducing Mu Beihan.

"Thank you for your praise Uncle Mu, but I no longer have any relationship with the Yan Clan. Please do not associate me with the Yan Clan."

Yan Luoluo hated people who view a person as prejudiced. It was just like how others, upon seeing that she was a single mother, would unconsciously connect her to their chaotic emotional life, even more so after they came back.

Mu Guoxiong laughed happily twice, "Haha, good child, you are the first child apart from Beihan that dares to speak to me like this!"

Hearing Mu Guoxiong's laughter, Yan Luoluo's heart, which had been stuck in her throat, finally relaxed. Only now did she realize that her palm was already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

"Uncle Mu …"

Seeing that Mu Guoxiong had a good impression of Yan Luoluo, Li Moshu immediately wiped away her tears, and reminded him of the reason why he was here.

"Father, you should know that the person I like is Rolo, so I can't be with anyone else. If I can leave her alone on the plane, I can leave her alone at the wedding."

Mu Beihan's voice wasn't loud, but he had already expressed his thoughts. Even if they forced him to marry Li Moshu, the ones who would end up feeling embarrassed would be them.

"Beihan!"

Yan Luoluo reminded Mu Beihan softly. His words were too much.

"You should know that the arm is not even close to the thigh."

Mu Guoxiong's face instantly turned cold, Yan Luoluo felt a chill down her spine, the aura coming from his body was extremely terrifying.

Even if Mu Beihan had the ability to overturn the heavens, it was still given to him by Mu Guoxiong. Compared to a young girl's love, the future of the company was the most important.

Since young, Mu Guoxiong had always instilled such thoughts in Mu Beihan. He had high hopes for Mu Beihan, and he definitely wouldn't allow Mu Beihan to abandon him because of a woman!

"Luck is also important sometimes." Mu Beihan paused, "My luck has always been very good."

Although she was barely able to keep up with the conversation between the father and son, she could still understand what Mu Beihan was saying.

He wanted to take a gamble! For her.

Listening to Mu Beihan's childish words, Mu Guoxiong just laughed, "Your luck was all given to me, Mu Guoxiong's, name."