Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 215 Can’t Love, Can’t Hate_1

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Can’t Love, Can’t Hate_1

Having exited the door of the venue, Jesse couldn’t help but ask, "Weren’t you going to return to China?"

Su Wanxia nodded, "Yes, in two more days it will be my mother’s fiftieth birthday..."

She finished speaking and couldn’t help but look down at Yaoyao by her side. She had initially planned to take him with her, but after tonight, she felt it would be better not to. Since both Meng Can and Wen Lingya could tell he was Mu Yingchen’s child, so could everyone else.

She softened her voice and said to the little one, "Yaoyao... let Uncle Jesse take you home to be with grandpa, okay?"

The little one sensed something was off upon hearing this, his big eyes shining with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Mommy, where are you going?"

Su Wanxia blinked twice, speaking slowly, "Your grandma is about to have a birthday, so mommy is going to celebrate her birthday..."

"But--didn’t you say before that I could go too?"

"But your little sister ran off first--once she left, there’s no one at home to keep grandpa company. Grandpa will be so lonely..."

The little one felt torn inside. He wanted to see his grandparents, but he also wanted to go home to be with grandpa.

How could Su Wanxia not see through his little ruse?

"How about this... when mommy gets there, I’ll have grandpa and grandma video call with you, okay?"

Yaoyao thought about it for a while before reluctantly nodding his head.

Su Wanxia stroked his little head and looked towards Jesse, "Jesse, I’m counting on you--"

"No need to be so polite, I’m delighted to spend time with the little guy," said Jesse with a face full of no problems.

Su Wanxia smiled and nodded, feeling very assured letting Yaoyao be with him.

"I’ll have Xiaoyun and the others go back with you--"

"Are you okay on your own?" Jesse asked, somewhat concerned.

Su Wanxia couldn’t help but laugh, "Don’t worry, it’s not a problem--" She actually didn’t like having a lot of people around her. The only reason she let Su Yun and the others follow was because of Yaoyao.

Now that the two little ones weren’t by her side, why would she want so many people following her? It felt awkward.

"Well then--take care on the way."

"Yeah, I’m just going home, not somewhere else."

Jesse sighed helplessly. She was not only going back home but also possibly going to meet that man.

"Okay, call me when you get there."

"Yeah--"

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After parting ways with Jesse and Yaoyao, she headed to the airport alone. The flight ticket was already booked in advance, with the timing just right.

As the plane slowly lifted off the ground, bound for that city, she suddenly closed her eyes, feeling a desolate emptiness. No matter how much she tried to convince herself, she was still afraid of seeing him.

She was afraid because her heart longed to see him so much, afraid that once they met, things would spiral out of control, and also afraid of encountering his cold and decisive countenance--

After all, she had hurt him once again--

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In the top executive suite of the Mu Group--

Mu Yingchen stood at the observation deck with an indifferent gaze, surrounded by a cold aura. His incredibly handsome face, chiseled with precision, was captivating.

The expensive black suit he wore accentuated his tall and upright figure, and while his lean silhouette stood unbowed, there was an indelible sadness that seemed to linger...

Mu Feng had called earlier but hadn’t seen her there--

His eyes, dark as obsidian, were tinged with a touch of scorn. Not there, again not there--

His beautiful lips slightly curled, voice cold and ruthless as it spilled out: "Su-Wanxia..."

These three words seemed to be only a murmured whisper, faint and fleeting, yet as if they used up all the energy in one’s soul, deeply etched and unforgettable—

Before he met her, he never imagined that the three words Su Wanxia would entangle his life so, impossible to love, impossible to hate—

He lowered his gaze, and his long, thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow beneath his eyelids—

Since she wasn’t showing up, he decided to make a bet! He’d wager on how deep her love for him truly was!

The airplane slowly descended, and Su Wanxia finally opened those bright, star-like eyes, but the emotions hidden beneath them were complex and unpredictable.

Once she disembarked, she couldn’t help but take a deep breath, looking up at the deep blue sky. Her vision filled with a clean expanse, cloudless, as a gentle spring breeze brushed past her ears, making her heart feel clear and soft.

She slightly curled the corners of her lips. Ah, what a bright and beautiful spring it was—

An elegant smile tinged her gorgeous face, making her appear as radiant as the spring light of March.

After leaving the airport, she stood by the roadside, hailed a taxi with a wave, gave the driver her address, and set off towards the place where she had grown up.

As she reached the crossroads of the East District, she involuntarily thought of Mu Yingchen’s villa. It was so close, she wondered if anyone still lived there.

That villa harbored too many memories of the two of them.

It wasn’t long before she arrived at the doorstep of her own home.

The thought of her Little Witch being inside made her involuntarily smile; she wondered if the little one had caused any trouble over the past few days.

She walked up to the door and pressed the doorbell gently. Despite the barrier of the door, she still heard that crisp and sweet voice.

"Someone’s ringing the doorbell, I have to see if it’s Mommy..."

Soon, the door clicked open, and a small head peeked out first.

She looked up, and Su Wanxia looked down.

When the little one saw the person outside, she immediately jumped up excitedly, cheering and hugging Su Wanxia’s legs.

"Mommy... it really is you, Shanshan missed you so much—"

"You don’t know, when you weren’t here, I couldn’t eat well, I couldn’t sleep, look how thin I’ve become—"

Shanshan let go of Su Wanxia’s legs, stepped back, and looked up pitifully at a smiling Su Wanxia.

Su Wanxia found it both funny and endearing. This little girl was famously sweet-tongued, yet still managed to say she had become ’thin’ with a straight face.

"Really? You’ve lost weight? Let Mommy see if you’ve gotten slimmer or chubbier." Su Wanxia said as she raised her hand to pinch her soft, pink cheeks.

Shanshan immediately stepped back, covering her little face tightly with her hands.

"Mommy, don’t torture me—"

She couldn’t understand why her mommy always liked to ’torture’ her little face; it was so adorable. What if her cute little face got squished?

But how would she know that her explosively handsome daddy had been ’tortured’ just the same?

For her, Su Wanxia was already quite merciful.

At that moment, Su’s mother also came to the door, and her eyes immediately turned red with excitement upon seeing Su Wanxia.

"Xiaxia, you’re back—"

Su Wanxia stepped forward and embraced Su’s mother: "Mom, I’m back."

"Mommy, you’re so grown up, and you still want grandma to hold you, shame shame shame..." Seeing the two of them ignore her, the little princess immediately felt aggrieved.

Slightly at a loss for words, Su Wanxia gently released Su’s mother and winked at her, smilingly saying, "Come here, Shanshan, let Mommy see if you really did lose weight."

Shanshan immediately stepped back, and to fully escape Su Wanxia’s ’claws’, she stood in place touching her little face, then her little bottom, and sweetly said, "Mommy, actually, I think I’ve gained a little weight."

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