Chapter 1288 I Want to Meet Her

Su Xiangwan pushed him away, glanced at the other elders who were chatting, and said uncomfortably, "Be more serious."

Mu Beiting smiled lightly: "You have to be serious."

Su Xiangwan ignored him and got up to help Lu Zhixuan and the servants prepare the dishes.

Because of the absence of Meng Xiaolan, the dinner was very harmonious, but Madam Mu didn't seem to have a good appetite, so she obviously didn't eat much.

The old man and the two brothers from the Mu family tried to persuade her, but Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting remained silent.

After the meal, Su Xiangwan saw Mu Yusheng smoke in the yard, so he followed him out.

He stood under an old pagoda tree in the courtyard of the villa, with his back facing the direction of the gate, wondering what he was thinking.

The night style is extraordinarily cool, but the person blowing it is very sober.

Su Xiangwan thought for a moment and stepped forward, then said softly, "Dad."

Mu Yusheng turned his head, was stunned, and then said in a warm voice: "It's late."

Su Xiangwan nodded, and said bluntly, "Dad, you know that Han Che was related to my departure, right?"

Seeing her suddenly mentioning Han Che, Mu Yusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know a little bit."

Su Xiangwan looked at his expression calmly, and said slowly: "You and Han Che... have you known each other before?"

Mu Yusheng was silent for a moment without making a sound.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but said again: "Before I accidentally found out that you have been transferring money to an account abroad all these years, and this person... seems to be Han Che's mother and son."

Referring to the past, Mu Yusheng took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and said in a low voice, "That's right, I have indeed been sending money to their accounts all these years."

"Then what exactly are you and Han Che..." Su Xiangwan really couldn't figure it out.

Mu Yusheng pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Wan Wan, I know you and Han Che have a good relationship. If you really want him, don't ask any more. The truth will not do him any good. "

After saying that, Mu Yusheng left, intending to return to the room.

Su Xiangwan looked at his back, still unwilling: "Have you ever loved Aunt Han?"

Mu Yusheng's footsteps paused slightly, and he was silent for a few seconds and slowly said: "No."

Su Xiangwan was a little lost. She couldn't see his expression, and she couldn't judge the authenticity of this sentence.

"Then why does Aunt Han lose control of her mind whenever she hears your name?"

Mu Yusheng turned around this time, and his eyes fell on Su Xiangwan: "You mean...she's still alive?"

Su Xiangwan nodded.

Previously, Han Che forged the news that Aunt Han was dead in order to prevent others from investigating anything, but after returning to China this time, he did not deliberately conceal it anymore, so Su Xiangwan told Mu Yusheng the news.

Mu Yusheng stared at Su Xiangwan for a long time, but his eyes were out of focus.

After a while, he said softly, "How is she...how?"

"It's usually fine, but it's just that I lose control when I hear your name."

Su Xiangwan still remembered that when Aunt Han saw Mu Yusheng's photo, she was so hysterical.

Mu Yusheng nodded, and said slowly: "I want to see her."

Su Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid this will require Han Che's consent. I can ask him what he means for you."

"Okay...okay..." Mu Yusheng nodded, turned and left, his steps seemed to be a little older.

Su Xiangwan looked at his back in a daze, feeling a little inexplicably sad.

Not long after, she fell into a warm embrace.

Mu Beiting held her in his arms and said in a deep voice, "Why are you in a daze?"