Mated at First Sight
Chapter 954 - 629: Disguise vs. Disdain (First Update)

Chapter 954: Chapter 629: Disguise vs. Disdain (First Update)

On the way, since it was midnight and the ride so bumpy, Nuonuo was really almost asleep.

Although clever and quick-witted, after all, he was just a child, and knowing that Mu Lin was behind him protecting him all along, he was in a state of relaxation, having actually fallen asleep in the car for a few hours previously.

However, when he arrived at his destination and heard that cluster of crying voices, his whole body jolted awake, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"You’re awake," someone’s voice arose near Nuonuo’s ears. Nuonuo looked at him, his little face crinkling, "Who are you?" he asked, pretending to be wary as if it were their first encounter.

"This little guy sure is brave," a companion of the man near him looked at Nuonuo, an expression mixing surprise and a half-smile, "Other children start crying badly once they get here, but you, you don’t cry, you even dare to question us." Quite the bold one indeed!

He didn’t seem like just a baby at all, and they even got the feeling that the person standing before them now was an adult.

Of course, apart from the body.

And indeed, Nuonuo was precocious.

"My dad said, ’A man of honor should shed blood and sweat but never tears.’" Even though he sometimes feigned crying; but as a member of the Jing family, he should have the self-awareness and pride belonging to the Jing family.

Pride firm and unyielding! He would never bring shame to the Jing family.

At such a young age, he already knew the path he might have to take in the future.

"Oh, is that so." Hearing Nuonuo’s words, the other party just chuckled with indifference, his eyes mocking, "Then I hope you don’t cry when that time comes. We might truly admire you then."

These people never thought that one day they would end up joking with a baby.

Jing Nuo said, "Don’t worry, you will definitely not see it." After saying this, he turned and walked to a seat on the side and sat down, ignoring everyone else.

He wondered whether it would be him crying, or them, when the time came.

Regarding Qiaozi, he also sat earnestly by Jing Nuo’s side, assuming a protective stance.

Someone couldn’t deal with it now, so they just let it be, at least with Nuonuo there, he knew Qiaozi wouldn’t run away.

On this journey, regarding Qiaozi, this colorful bird, someone felt they had completely figured it out.

And the children in there, seeing Qiaozi’s handsome figure, many gradually forgot to cry, just staring blankly at it.

There was a girl sitting by Nuonuo’s side, about three or four years older than Nuonuo, her eyes swollen from what must’ve been a long bout of crying—perhaps she had been crying the whole time—but now she was staring unblinkingly at Nuonuo, her swollen yet still beautiful big eyes holding a hint of curiosity.

"Aren’t you scared?" the girl asked, looking at Nuonuo’s expressionless face.

Nuonuo turned to look at her and countered, "Why should I be scared?" He never thought he would be harmed.

The little girl said, "I heard they’re going to sell us to different countries." She had overheard this from people talking during the past couple of days.

Nuonuo’s handsome little face wrinkled slightly, but the next moment he laughed casually, "My mom will come to take me home." Then he said no more, some things couldn’t be revealed for fear of suspicion.

Nuonuo wondered how Mu Lin was doing now and whether she was already by his side.

He had come out with Qiaozi and the silver initially to scope out their territory and then to let Qiaozi fly back and send a message, but unexpectedly, his mother had been protecting him all along.

Nuonuo thought, if Mu Lin knew, then it meant Jing Chen knew as well.

The first time he sneaked out, and to think he was caught red-handed.

The thought was disheartening.

And at this moment, Mu Lin.

Someone had never imagined that just after returning here, they would... simply kick the bucket so easily.

Agile and adept, someone had just approached a side and was about to relieve themselves, but unfortunately, just as a hand reached to the waist, on the neck, a dagger appeared, sending waves of chill.

"Who is it?" They asked cautiously, instinctively wanting to turn around, but the dagger was so close to the neck that it was impossible to move.

If only they had known better than to go to such a secluded spot, now look what happened.

The man never thought that someone would indeed find and ambush him here.

Mu Lin indicated that she hadn’t made a move, and here he was, coming to her on a platter. In such matters, she still could not intervene.

Mu Lin said, "We meet again." Her voice was cool and indifferent, with a hint of amusement, but within that amusement, there was also a trace of frost that involuntarily made one shiver.

Mu Lin’s voice seemed eerily familiar to the other party.

Holding the dagger, Mu Lin’s figure slowly appeared before someone’s eyes, and by the moonlight, disbelief flashed across the other’s face, "It’s you!"

It was indeed her! But the Mu Lin before him was nothing like the charmingly smiling woman he had previously known.

The woman before him was cold, detached, even with a tinge of bloodthirsty rage and kill intent, completely a person of extreme danger.

The dagger’s icy presence on the neck crept closer to the skin, not allowing him to relax even his words.

Suddenly, it was as if he thought of something, "Who are you? You’ve been deliberately getting close to me since B City, haven’t you?" It was finally getting through to him, and it certainly wasn’t easy.

Listening to his words, Mu Lin lifted the corners of his lips in a slight smile, "Getting close to you, you could say that; however..." He paused for a moment, then continued slowly, "You’ve carried my son all this way, which really must have been... quite the effort!"

"What!" Son!

The man instinctively thought of Nuonuo, "That boy is your son!" So, there was indeed a problem?

Mu Lin chuckled, "That’s right, so, I am here to thank you. Thank you for bringing us here." Of course, "for what comes next, I suppose, we won’t be needing you."

Before the other man could even react, all he could do was widen his eyes as—his body—limply slid to the ground.

Died without closing his eyes.

Without even having the chance to utter a threat that was on the tip of his tongue.

"So eager to end it, eh!"

Mu Lin lifted the corners of his lips, crouched down to glance at the man’s clothing, and sighed faintly.

Speaking of which, could she choose not to wear it?

Mu Lin felt that although their statures were similar... she did have a bit of a cleanliness obsession; but now, it seemed she had no choice but to wear them.

When Mu Lin’s figure appeared before certain people again, hm... his face had already changed.

He reached out subconsciously to touch the sides of his face, corners of his mouth lifting lightly.

A seamless transition! It seemed his disguise technique, though it hadn’t been used for many years, hadn’t regressed at all.

"What took you so long?" When Mu Lin returned, one of his accomplices frowned at him.

Mu Lin: "Had a bad stomach." At that moment, Mu Lin’s speech and actions were almost identical to the other’s, causing no one present to detect any strangeness or difference.

At least his acting was on point.

Mu Lin then turned around and walked inside.

As for the others outside, they just gave his retreating figure a cursory glance and said no more.

After all, besides these moments, they didn’t have much interaction.

Entering the decrepit house, Mu Lin’s gaze swept lightly over the fearful and tender faces of the children. His brows knitted together, and his eyes turned frosty as he immediately spotted his own son and Qiaozi’s imposing figure, which was impossible to ignore. At that moment, Qiaozi was staring intently in his direction.

It seemed Qiaozi had already recognized him.

Lifting the corners of his lips, he strode towards them.

Seeing Mu Lin, many of the children instinctively shrank back, their eyes visibly filled with fear. Meanwhile, Qiaozi and Silver, who was peeking out just a bit, lit up upon sighting him.

Little Mu Lin (Master)!

Although Mu Lin’s face was different, they recognized him by his scent, so the moment Mu Lin showed up, they knew it was him.

Disdain fully covered Qiaozi’s face.

"Aguda~" Little Mu Lin, you’re so ugly.

Mu Lin stood in front of Qiaozi, stretched out his finger to flick Qiaozi’s forehead with a "ding," and tugged at a tuft of fur on Qiaozi’s head, the threat in his gesture clear. Uncle Qiaozi immediately begged for mercy without hesitation.

"Aguda~" I am ugly.

In his heart, there was unmistakable grievance.

However, Nuonuo, upon hearing Qiaozi and Silver’s cries, had already instinctively poked his head out. His eyes lifted to meet a face he disliked, but those eyes confirmed to Nuonuo that this was his mother.

The corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously, the word Mom almost escaping his lips, though no sound came out.

Nuonuo thought, his mom was indeed the most awesome in the world.

At this time, the sky was gradually beginning to brighten.

As dawn approached, the real crisis might be about to arrive.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone down, the men who had been sleeping outside now stormed into the house, fierce as demons. At that moment, the children who were previously quiet inside now became panicked, some even starting to cry again.

The children inside came not only from B City but also from Yun Province and other provinces and cities.

Next, nearly dragging the dozens of children in front of him onto the van outside, not caring for their pain and cries, the car then sped away into the distance.

On the van, Nuonuo sat next to Mu Lin, his little hand clutching tightly at the back of Mu Lin’s clothing. At this moment, even Nuonuo might be feeling a bit of unease.

As for the van, it was filled with the clamor of crying.