Sir, How About A Marriage?

Yin Yi looked away with a disdainful expression on her face.

Ning Dong did not mind her attitude and said with a smile, "The disdain on your face will one day turn into admiration. Yin Yi, you have to learn to leave yourself with a way out in the future. Otherwise, you'll only be cornered when the time comes. Don't blame me for settling the scores with you later."

Yin Yi's expression froze upon hearing these words.

…

Mu Chen, Cheng Che, and Bai Yu's father were chatting happily. When there were happy occasions, it was normal for people to be in high spirits.

With Song Ning and Jiahui's help, Bai Yu was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Mr. Bai was so happy that he felt a few years younger.

The trio had finalized their cooperation plan and was bidding farewell to each other.

"We're almost done with our business here in S City. We'll return to M City tomorrow. Mr. Bai, you should bring your family to M City for a visit," Mu Chen said politely.

Mr. Bai's eyes lit up. "Of course, of course. I'll definitely bring my family for a visit. I've admired Old Madam Mu for a long time. How can I let go of this chance to meet her?"

Mu Chen, Cheng Chen, Song Ning, and Jiahui discussed many times among themselves. After listening to Jiang Jin, Cheng Yi, and Zhuang Ning, they decided not to interfere with the Yin family's affairs. They also did not allow Cheng Che to wade through the muddy water that was the Yin family. In the end, they decided it was better to focus on the Mu family business. The cooperation was their biggest gain this trip.

As for the Bai family who survived the disaster, they seemed to have let go of their hatred after speaking with Mu Chen and Cheng Che. They were also enthusiastically throwing themselves into their business.

Cheng Che had become a little quiet recently. After experiencing those things, anyone would have been affected, after all.

Fortunately, Jiahui was very good at managing the atmosphere. She always found a way to make everyone happy.

"When we return, will we be able to plan for the wedding with peace of mind?" Jiahui asked Song Ning with a smile.

Song Ning replied, "What's there to plan? Your wedding dress has also been completed. There's nothing much for us to do at all except to show up on the day itself."

Jiahui turned to Cheng Che and held his arm before she asked, "What about you? Are you looking forward to it?"

Cheng Che smiled and nodded. "Yes."

Cheng Che found Jiahui's bright smile infectious. He knew he had to look forward in life, especially when the past was so unbearable. Since he could see the bigger picture, there was no need for him to make things difficult for himself.

Mu Chen hugged Song Ning and smiled. At the same time, he sighed in relief inwardly.

Suddenly, Mu Chen's phone vibrated. It was a call from Mu Lang.

Warmth suffused Mu Chen's heart. He had been away from home for so long that he was already missing his son.

"Hello…"

Before Mu Chen could continue to speak, an unfamiliar voice said arrogantly, "Your son is now in our hands. Mr. Mu, you better listen to us now."

Mu Chen's voice turned frosty immediately. "Who are you?"

Song Ning, Cheng Che, and Jiahui looked at Mu Chen in confusion.

"Let me speak to my son!" Mu Chen said. His entire being seemed to be covered in a layer of frost at this time.

Upon hearing these words, realization dawned on Song Ning. "Mu Lang? Don't hurt my son!"

Song Ning's legs weakened, and Jiahui quickly stepped forward to support her. "Song Ning, calm down, calm down!"

Mu Chen put his phone on speaker mode.

Mu Chen's childish but calm voice rang from the phone.

"Dad! Grandma, Grandma Yu, and I have been kidnapped. The kidnappers want to negotiate with…"

Thud!

Mu Lang stopped speaking abruptly as a muffled noise rang from the other end of the line. It was hard to tell if Mu Lang had been hit.

"Brat! Don't talk nonsense!"

Song Ning screamed, "Don't hurt my son!"

Mu Lang shouted, "Mom, don't cry. I'm fine!"

The kidnapper said, "Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu, did you hear that? Your son and the two old women are in our hands. You believe me now, right?"