Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Seeing that they had gotten up early, the butler came over and asked whether they would prefer having a Chinese or Western breakfast.

Xiao Jinglin glanced at Mu Feichi and said lightheartedly, "Chinese, please."

Mu Feichi nodded at the butler, then turned and took out the medicine box. He then plopped down on the couch and proceeded to rummage through the medicine box.

"The girl hasn't woken up yet, Mr. Jing. You came over so early, and I'm guessing you're just curious to find out if Yun Xi is the owner of the bracelet?"

"The girl may not have thought much about it, but since you're such a genius, you should be able to connect the dots, right?"

If Yun Xi really was his daughter, then he would be Mu Feichi's future father-in-law. There were certainly quite a number of dots to connect. If they really ended up becoming family, then he would have to reevaluate the relationship between the Mu family and the Xiao family.

Xiao Jinglin walked up to Mu Feichi. From across the coffee table, he noticed him pulling off his robe to change the dressings for the wounds on his shoulder and arm. Apart from the two large medical-grade bandages on his bare upper body, there were also a few faint scratch marks on his back. As a man himself, how could Xiao Jinglin not know what those scratch marks meant.

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As soon as he saw the scratches on Mu Feichi's back and recalled the little girl he had brought home yesterday, Xiao Jinglin's face immediately darkened. Mu Feichi caught a glimpse of the man's dark expression. He continued to take out all the medication he needed from the medicine box with the same unperturbed look on his face, when, out of nowhere, a pillow came flying right toward him and hit him right in his forehead.

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What followed was Xiao Jinglin's sullen reproach, "You b*stard! She's still a child! How could you violate her?"

Mu Feichi grabbed the pillow that had hit him in his forehead and looked at the sullen Xiao Jinglin sitting across from him with a calm expression. Although this man here was very likely to become his almighty future father-in-law, Mu Feichi stayed as nonchalant as always. After all, it was not every day that he got to see this all-powerful master of the Xiao family fuming with anger.

"Mr. Jing, you aren't even sure if she's your daughter yet. Why are you getting so riled up at me?"

"If she turns out to be my daughter, then I'll have to break your legs!"

Xiao Jinglin looked like he was about to have a heart attack talking to this rascal. After all, which loving father could bear to see his child taken at such a young age?

"She's an adult. She's not a child anymore, and we're in love. Besides, I'm not like General Mu. There can only be one woman in my life, and the future Mrs. Mu can only be her and no one else!" As he said this, he gazed up and stared solemnly at Xiao Jinglin as if he was making a promise to his future father-in-law, and the nonchalance he had exuded a moment ago was gone.

Xiao Jinglin snorted softly. It seemed that every father had the same mentality when it came to facing their future son-in-law: nothing about them could ever be pleasing to a father's eyes. Before he'd thought of himself as the girl's father, he'd still had plenty of admiration for Mu Feichi. However, once he'd started thinking of him as a son-in-law, his mentality toward him had suddenly changed overnight.

In the end, Xiao Jinglin still buckled. When he saw Mu Feichi tilting his head in front of the mirror trying to apply the topical medication on himself, he reluctantly walked forward and took the topical powder from him and helped treat the wound on his back.

"Whether she is your daughter or not, I am dead set on her, and I won't let her go without a fight."

"If she really turns out to be my daughter, then you are dating way out of your league!"

"But of course! With the Xiao family being such an almighty conglomerate, my family is certainly much inferior compared to yours."

After his wounds had been dressed, Mu Feichi put his robe back on. Then, he took a transparent bag from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Jinglin. "I've already called Su Hang, so you can go directly to him later. Remember to update me once the DNA test results are out."

Xiao Jinglin glanced at the transparent bag in Mu Feichi's hand. There were a few strands of long hair inside. With a trembling hand, he took the bag.

Alas, he had to admit that Mu Feichi was an attentive man. After connecting the dots, he had made sure that everything was properly arranged.