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Chapter 489

This made Ziyue feel slighted, and she could not help thinking about what Jingshu had told her earlier.

After returning from treatment, Muchen's appearance returned to normal, and he slowly regained his health.

However, his character became more peculiar.

Since Ziyue first met him, she knew he was a thoughtful and considerate man.

It was unusual for him to act on his own without even discussing it with her.

Based on what she had experienced, it was only bad news that he wouldn't discuss it with her and make his own

decisions. On other matters, even though he was slightly dominant, he would still respect her and think about her

feelings.

However, this time around, even though he clearly knew that she was mad at something, he didn't understand the

reason at all.

She sighed before saying gloomily, "Muchen, I'm not mad at you for throwing a birthday party for Zixi."

"Then what are you angry about?"

In a rather exasperated tone, she explained, "Can you discuss things with me first before making such a decision?"

"Would you have agreed to do that if I discussed it with you?"

She froze momentarily after hearing his question. "If you insist, of course, I would agree."

He went quiet for a while before saying, "Well then, there's no difference."

"You…" She was at a loss for words.

She could not see his expression in the dark, but she knew that he was waiting for her to reply.

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She lay down and pulled the blanket over her head. "Let's go to bed," she mumbled and ignored him after that,

worried that they might get into a fight if they continued the conversation.

Regardless of her opinion about throwing Zixi a birthday party, it would be held for sure.

Muchen only sent handwritten invites to a few people, but many wanted to suck up to LK Group. It was going to be

a busy day tomorrow, so she didn't want to start a fight now.

The following day, Ziyue woke up early and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast before going to Zixi's room to

help him change.

As it was not an average day for them, he had to wear a tailor-made suit that was sent to them a few days before.

He had already tried it out with Ziyue, and it fitted him perfectly.

"My baby is the most handsome of all!" she exclaimed in satisfaction as she appraised him after he put it on.

Even though she was annoyed at Muchen the night before, his genes were really dominant — Zixi looked exactly

like him. I'm sure he will be very good-looking when he grows up.

She felt a sense of wonder with that thought in mind.

"It's just average."

Muchen's voice suddenly rang.

She lifted her head and saw him standing behind Zixi.

He had already changed into a suit, but he wasn't wearing a wig — probably because it was too troublesome. It had

been almost a month, so his hair had grown out a little. Though it was still quite short, because of his good looks,

the length of his hair made no difference.

Seeing that Ziyue was still looking at him, he walked over and cocked his head at Zixi. Arching his eyebrows, he

commented, "The suit is also average."

"Well, the same goes for you! Your suit is also very average. But to me, my baby boy is the best!" Ziyue huffed

before going downstairs with Zixi in her arms.

What is he doing? Did he have to be so harsh with Zixi? Well, to me, my boy is the most good-looking! I'm going to

piss him off no matter what!

Muchen frowned and followed behind them.

After breakfast, the three of them went to Lumiere Jade house.

As soon as their car stopped at the entrance, Ziyue saw groups of security guards and reporters.

Even though she had not gotten involved, she knew this would happen.

One of the guards came to open the door for them.

Muchen was the first to get out of the car. Then, he helped Zixi out before reaching his hand toward Ziyue

chivalrously.

Though she was not used to it, she still held his hand and let him pull her out of the car, because she was already

feeling flashing lights on her.

Since the reporters dared to take pictures, it meant that Muchen had already agreed for them to be here to write

about the event that day.

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Ziyue and Zixi flanked Muchen, each holding one of his hand.

The entire family was quite good-looking. Even though Zixi was still young, he walked steadily. When he saw people

taking pictures of them, he looked curiously in their direction.

As the reporters maniacally snapped away, Ziyue heard some of them whispering, "Gosh, the little boy is so cute!"

As they walked closer, the reporters pointed their microphones at them and asked, "Mr. and Mrs. Qin…"

"Mr. Qin, there was no news about your son. Where did he come from?"

"Hi, I'm from … News. Mrs. Qin, did you have him abroad?"

Perhaps it was because of Muchen's silent approval that the reporters were enthusiastic in firing one question after

another. Even though they were more daring this time, their questions were still quite polite.

Some bodyguards walked forward to block the reporters from Ziyue. Ever since the press conference, she didn't

like such events.

She quickened her pace, wanting to get into the building as soon as possible.

However, Muchen stopped walking and turned to the reporters. Then, he raised his hand to quieten them, and

miraculously it worked.

His melodious voice rang. "Yes, my wife delivered the baby abroad, and because my son is quite weak, we didn't

want to be interrupted by the public. That's why we didn't announce the news."

After answering their questions in a few simple words, he shot the guards a look and brought Ziyue in.

At that moment, a reporter asked loudly, "Mr. Qin, will your grandfather, Yuchuan, be coming today?"

Ziyue froze upon hearing that. She was so used to living abroad that she forgot about Yuchuan.

She turned around to look at Muchen, who stopped and turned to look at the source of the voice solemnly. "Of

course. He's my son's great-grandfather, after all."