C16

"Uncle Huainan..." I suddenly felt a little guilty. "You …. Aren't you happy? "

"If you have something to say, then say it well …" "Don't be so easily intimidated, okay …"

"You dare, tease me."

"Mind your own business."

"How can this be meddling in other people's business? I just want you to become more perfect!"

Mu Huainan looked at me. Under the dim light of the KTV, I could not see the emotions in his deep eyes. He stood up, walked around me, and went to the computer to order a song.

It might be due to me being young, but Liu's songs were probably only heard by Ice Rain, and also from Shen Teng's skit. Foolish child, I really have never heard of his name before.

"Ouch! It's a slap to the chest! Stand up bravely! Don't be in such a bad mood! Bow to the sky! Don't let the heavens arrange it for you if you don't want to …"

Unexpectedly, Mu Huainan was completely unable to stutter when he was singing. His voice was a bit low and deep, and when he sang, it sounded a bit thick, making people think that there was a story behind it.

He was sitting not far away from me, near the singing-point, still lounging on the back of the sofa, as if he had no effort at singing, and I looked at his profile and listened to the song with a sense of familiarity.

However, he had never heard of this song before, nor had he seen Mu Huainan sing before.

I watched him in a daze until the end of a song.

Mu Huainan left the microphone by his side, got up and walked a few steps, then sat back down. Just as he took out his phone, he was pressed down by me who had come back to my senses.

"You …" I suddenly threw myself at him, obviously giving him a fright. Subconsciously, I leaned back, and due to my tight grip, both of them were unable to control themselves. Just like that, I threw Chief Executive Officer down onto the ground.

But I didn't have time to think about this mess. I only had one thought.

"Have you ever sung this song before?"

I have heard this song before, but I must have heard it before, and it definitely wasn't the original song. I must have heard someone singing it face to face, and that person's voice was especially similar to Mu Huainan's.

Mu Huainan frowned. He could hear him trying to keep his voice steady.

"Get up first."

I couldn't help but get closer. "Answer me first."

"Yes."

"Where is it?"

"I don't remember."

I finally came to my senses. This song was so popular that it must have been sung by many people. It must have been the voice from the deepest part of my memory. Maybe it was because I was moved by the little segment that I heard on the web, or maybe it was played on some other soundtrack on the streets. Maybe Mu Huainan only reminded me of this rhythm, it had nothing to do with him.

How could someone like him, who had been raised to be a prince, ever have contacted me before?

"I'm sorry."

I got up from him, blushing, and hung my head. "I feel so familiar with the song you're singing. That's why I couldn't hold it in... "

"Heard of it?"

"Probably." It was rare for me to be so unconfident. "It's just that I don't remember."

Saying that, I saw Mu Huainan's eyes darken by a few degrees.

"I'll teach, you sing."

I looked up in surprise, and a few seconds later I gave a sharp nod, and my eyes lit up.

He said one word after another, and the accompaniment sounded slowly, and I pulled him to his feet, one behind the other. Occasionally he would glance back at me, his eyes misty in the dim light of the box, as if they were a thin mist, a faint layer, like the vapor of rain. Maybe it was because I accidentally threw myself down just now, but her hair was a little messy right now, and her forehead had become soft, losing her usual aloof and proud look. The current Mu Huainan seemed extremely soft.

I heard a thump in my heart, and an unnamed steam came over my heart, wet with the pain of dry skin sucking water.

That kind of feeling was very strange. It should be said that ever since they met Mu Huainan, all of their emotions became very strange.

When the song was finished, he paused and looked back at me.

"Have you learned it?"

I didn't respond. I stared into his dark eyes and couldn't help but ask.

"Why did you take me home?" I held it in for too long. "At the funeral."

"I told you, you begged me."

"The whole world wants you to accept many people, why did they pick me?"

Mu Huainan's expression became deeper and shallow, the mist in his eyes disappeared. In its place was the old chill.

"Because you are Old Man Lu's daughter, because the Lu family property you are sitting on is of some use to me."

I had already guessed the reason long ago. The only thing I didn't understand was …

"You already forced me to sign a transfer agreement, now those assets are all yours. I'm just a small shareholder that can only receive 20% when I'm 18 years old. Why did you keep me here?"

Mu Huainan put down the microphone, went around and sat on the sofa behind me and lit a cigarette.

"Because I found out that you're a good candidate for business." He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Perhaps I can use it in the future."

I looked at the man. Even though I was standing and he was sitting, the one who looked down on me was still not me.

"Is this the reason why you brought me into your company? Is that why you nurtured me?"

Mu Huainan finished the last drag and extinguished the cigarette. Zhang Xuan nodded his head lightly.

"Are you not afraid that after you nurture me, I will take away your company? Are you not afraid that I will take revenge on you?"

Mu Huainan loved to challenge others. He had been in a high position for too long that no one could shake his position.

"If you have the ability, I'd be happy."

I stood in front of him, my heart was in turmoil, and the question that I had been struggling with for a long time finally got an answer. I had guessed countless of possibilities before, and each one seemed to hurt me more than the answer he was giving me.

So, I'm just a condiment that he finds interesting to stay by his side to play with.

"If one day you discover that I simply do not have the ability to do business, and that I am the person you were mistaken about, you will not hesitate to chase me away, right?"

"Yes."

When Mu Huainan replied, he did not even hesitate for half a second.

My heart sank.

When I was young, I would habitually visualize the care and concern of others as love in my heart, and then, I wouldn't be able to resist falling in love to depend on them. I have been together with Mu Huainan for so many months, but he doesn't think so when I treat him as my kin.

Mu Huainan taught me another lesson, and taught me with the cruel reality, don't trust a man easily.

Especially a man like him, whom you would never be able to see through for the rest of your life.

"I understand." I took a deep breath, trying to look more at ease. Someone who worked like Mu Huainan would definitely feel the pain of her heart being pierced in the heart.

"If you nurture me, I won't let you down, nor will I owe you. I will try my best to return the Lu family's debt to you in the future, but if you take it from me, I will also take it back without mercy."

Mu Huainan remained indifferent.

"That's for the best."

It's for the best. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you.

I calmed down and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Uncle Huainan, you …" I opened my eyes wide. "You …" You're not stuttering anymore! "

Mu Huainan was startled for a moment. Frowning, he thought back to it, then hesitantly opened his mouth.

"That seems to be the case."

No stutter.

"Lu Weian, come here."

Still no stutter.

"Your singing is even worse than the reports you're making. You're a fool that can't do anything."

… ….

I didn't know if he was stuttering to try his tongue, or to humiliate me.

Never mind, never mind.

"You see, speaking lies without stuttering because of guilt is really great!"

Mu Huainan glared at me, "It's not a lie, and there's no guilt."

I was genuinely happy, but when the conversation was over and the room was quiet again, it was a little awkward.

After all, he had just gotten a clear grasp of the situation and agreed that the only way to deal with them was to trade for benefits. Why can't I help it...

I cleared my throat, trying to dispel the awkwardness, and changed the subject.

"Uncle Huainan, are you born with a stutter?"

Mu Huainan shook his head.

This is no surprise. When I consulted the doctor who was in charge of treating the stutter earlier, he had said that if it was a congenital stutter, it would be very difficult for it to be cured. As long as the patient's mind was relieved of the shadow that had been left behind by the stutter, the stuttering would naturally be better.

Thus … What had Mu Huainan relieved himself of just now?

I couldn't guess, and I wouldn't ask. I began to know how to handle things, and if it was my turn to ask, then I would ask. If it wasn't my turn to ask, then I wouldn't say a word.

I think that the rule of interacting with Mu Huainan would probably come out of this book in the future. It must be a tragedy in the history of literature that would shock the world.