Mated at First Sight
Chapter 1089 - 732: This Joke is So Cold

Chapter 1089: Chapter 732: This Joke is So Cold

"It seems I have lost to you this time."

Mi Zheng remained silent, his expression almost unchanging from start to finish.

"Clap, clap, clap..." Slow, sarcastic applause broke out the next moment, Mu Lin’s gaze filled with mocking admiration as he looked at Tang Miao, "Indeed, experience comes with age; Family Head Tang, your method of admitting fault is truly formidable. Openly admitting wrong while covertly denying it. As the younger generation, I sincerely want to learn from you."

"I am unworthy of such praise," Tang Miao snorted coldly, his hatred for Mu Lin intensifying. If he had known this earlier, he should have been more ruthless when she was a child. Then there wouldn’t be someone repeatedly sabotaging his plans.

However, hearing his words, Mu Lin’s smile deepened, "Worthy indeed! But as for this matter, I think we should consider Mi Zheng’s thoughts on it."

After saying this, Mu Lin fell silent.

Mu Lin didn’t know what Mi Zheng was thinking at that moment. If he chose not to act, it would mean one less problem for them, making it all the more convenient to deal with Tang Miao.

Nevertheless, as he looked at Mu Lin, Mi Zheng’s gaze turned cold, and after a long while, he finally spoke up, "Perhaps what you say is the truth. Unfortunately, events have already developed to this point, and I believe I cannot go back."

A hint of self-deprecation accompanied the faint smile on his lips, yet his eyes grew complicated as he watched Mu Lin.

Who would have thought that their backgrounds would be so similar? It’s just a pity that their fates are worlds apart!

"Linlin, I’m not as fortunate as you." By Mu Lin’s side, there had always been a Mu Jue protecting her, while he..."So perhaps, from birth, we were destined to be adversaries." Unable to choose.

Mu Lin looked at him, "So, you choose to stand with Tang Miao, and remain opposed to us." Apparently, the truth was not that important to him; he had made his choice.

"As I’ve said, I never had a choice to begin with; I lost the chance to choose the moment I was born." And besides, "Even if you have this as evidence, I believe that if you’re willing, you can obtain any kind of evidence. At this point, whether it’s true or false no longer matters." As he spoke, he tore up the test report in his hand and let the pieces drift away.

It seemed he truly had made his choice.

And his choice was...

"Such a worthy grandson of mine!" Hearing Mi Zheng’s choice made Tang Miao laugh heartily from the side, his eyes turning towards Mu Lin and Jing Chen, "It seems your attempt to sow discord has failed; my dear grandson, come, help Grandpa eliminate the person you hate the most. If you truly like Mu Lin, then Grandpa will gift her to you! That way, your future descendants will indeed carry the Tang Family’s bloodline!" And perhaps they would make for a bloodline well worth nurturing.

But no sooner had he spoken, a silver needle flew towards him, carrying an indescribable chill and murderous intent. Unfortunately, as it neared Mi Zheng, he deflected it, sending it tingling against the wall. His unwavering gaze fixed on Mu Lin.

Tang Miao smirked and settled back into his seat, as if everything was under his control.

"Attack!" Mi Zheng commanded, and the eight people who had been quietly standing outside the door swarmed into the room in an instant, surrounding Mu Lin and Jing Chen, their faces expressionless and their killing intent pervasive.

"Grandpa, I’ll leave it to you," Mu Lin said lazily, making no move to act. In Jing Chen’s hands, these people were at most destined to be thoroughly beaten.

Mu Lin had great confidence in Jing Chen.

With a faint nod and an indifferent glance from his eagle-like eyes, Jing Chen’s aura was unleashed without reserve at that moment.

...

Elsewhere.

Left, Center, Right, move!

With perfect coordination, Ying Sun’s men silently signaled each other and neared their targets, making their move in unison as they drew close.

In such a place, the slightest rustle could alert everyone, creating danger at every turn. Therefore, even though they had silencer guns, it was best to refrain from using them immediately; after all, a silencer gun still made some noise.

Moreover, with so many opponents, they didn’t have enough snipers. If they caused an alarm outside, the situation inside would become even more difficult.