Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 526 - 524: Legend of the one object that can overcome another_1

Chapter 526: Chapter 524: Legend of the one object that can overcome another_1

Both took their seats, Mu Zisu with the black pieces, Pei Mojing with the white.

Xiaoxiao was by Mu Zisu’s side, while Zixuan sat beside Pei Mojing.

From the very first move, Pei Mojing was exceptionally cautious, his expression so focused that Zixuan thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Against this big brother-in-law, you have to be focused—

Zixuan watched from the side, nodding to herself in amazement. Pei Mojing’s skill at chess was a surprise; it seemed that compared to Yaoyao, he did not appear to be at a disadvantage, at least for now.

Pei Mojing was actually a person who loved chess, after all, he used to be obsessed with the piano.

Those who loved the piano naturally tended to love chess, so before entering the entertainment industry, he’d been interacting with these hobbies since he was young.

After entering the entertainment industry, he played occasionally, but only sporadically.

Two hours flew by in a blink, but Mu Zisu and Pei Mojing had no intention of calling a truce. The game had lasted long enough for both to become engrossed, their entire attention absorbed by the chessboard.

Zixuan gave Pei Mojing silent praise in her heart, slightly beyond her expectations.

The Mu Family tended to enjoy chess, seeing it as a way to cultivate the mind and spirit, and also a pleasant way to pass the time.

Even Wanxia had now become an expert, although when playing against Yingchen or Mu Zisu, she still lost miserably—a constant shadow on her psyche.

Zixuan was better off, at least she had Wanxia and Mu Ziqing to fall back on, which gave her a bit of psychological comfort.

Finally, just before a servant walked into the pavilion, Mu Zisu ended the game.

And the result was a draw—

Xiaoxiao and Zixuan were astonished.

Pei Mojing’s face showed no sign, but his heart was filled with repeated shocks.

If one could control the entire game from the start and dictate the play to determine the outcome, such a person would be invincible.

In truth, he had lost, but it had turned out better than he had anticipated. It wasn’t a crushing defeat, but in the final minutes, Mu Zisu had managed to play to a draw, and neither of the onlookers had noticed.

"Not bad, you’ve improved quite a bit..." Zixuan patted Pei Mojing on the shoulder.

"Heh, embarrassing..." Pei Mojing chuckled and shook his head. It seemed he had indeed neglected many things over the years.

Su Yanqin and Su Yanruo had not returned, so lunch was still a four-person affair.

After the meal, Mu Zisu and Pei Mojing played golf together, while Xiaoxiao and Zixuan enjoyed their afternoon tea on the side.

"Shanshan... Pei Mojing is really good to you..."

Zixuan pursed her lips, "This guy, sometimes he’s quite pitiful, but most of the time he can be infuriating...

Xiaoxiao nearly choked again. She hadn’t noticed before, but Pei Mojing could actually make her so irritated.

Could this be the so-called case of an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object?

Shanshan had made so many itch in frustration through the years, and now, at last, someone had appeared who could do the same to her.

"This is something worth celebrating..." Xiaoxiao said with a hint of a smile in her voice.

"Xiaoxiao! Are you asking for a spanking?" Zixuan glared at her with lifted eyes.

Xiaoxiao quickly shook her head, "No, not at all..."

Pei Mojing swung his golf club, landing a beautiful shot.

"I don’t want Shanshan to be dragged into your family’s disputes..." Mu Zisu said, looking down at his golf club in hand.

Pei Mojing’s expression paused for a moment, "I won’t let her get involved..."

"It’s best that way."

"Definitely..." Pei Mojing’s expression was resolute.

Mu Zisu swung his club, the ball went in, his movements were fluent like flowing clouds and water.

"May I ask you a question..." Pei Mojing suddenly said with a hint of interest.

Mu Zisu lifted his eyes, "What question?"

"Aren’t you known for shunning the company of women? How come..." He trailed off, his gaze briefly resting on the nearby Na Xiaoxiao.

Mu Zisu hooked up the corner of his lip, "Aren’t you the one who avoids having girlfriends in the circle?"

Pei Mojing broke into light laughter. He had never really dealt with the Mu Family before, but suddenly, he felt that despite their aloofness, they commanded immense respect for their conduct and character.

Everyone in the Mu Family knew that the second young mistress was in love, and even better, with an exceptional man who got along with their icy young master.

It truly was a joyous event, a great cause for celebration!

However, after Pei Mojing returned from the Mu Family to his own villa, he saw a low-profile black limousine parked at the front of his villa.

He got out of his car and stood beside it, staring intently at the vehicle.

The car door opened, and first two bodyguards stepped out, followed by a middle-aged man.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smirk hung on his lips.

He turned and walked towards the villa—

"Xiaojing..." A voice, exasperated yet authoritative, called out to Pei Mojing.

Pei Mojing stopped in his tracks, and after a long while, he suddenly turned around: "What are you doing here?"

"Dad wants to talk to you..."

Pei Mojing sneered again, "Dad? I don’t have a dad..."

Pei Yucheng’s face showed an even greater sense of helplessness—

"I know you blame me, you’ve been holding a grudge for ten years, isn’t it time to come home..."

"That woman can’t give you a son, so now you remember your own son?" Pei Mojing’s face was full of mockery.

"What nonsense are you talking!" Anger finally flared on Pei Yucheng’s face.

"Isn’t it true? Aren’t you afraid that your business will fall into their hands?"

Although Pei Mojing’s words hit the nail on the head, Pei Yucheng’s main reason for coming was to take his stubborn son back home.

"Let’s talk inside..." After all, they were outside, and it wouldn’t be good if some unscrupulous people overheard them.

Pei Mojing didn’t refuse, walked straight to the door, opened it, and Pei Yucheng, with a stern, silent face, followed him inside, while the bodyguards positioned themselves outside the door.

The door snapped shut, and Pei Mojing walked over to the sofa, sat down directly, showing no courtesy for his old man.

Pei Yucheng seemed to have grown accustomed to Pei Mojing’s attitude, sighed helplessly, and also went to sit down.

"Xiaojing, your dad is getting old, the company needs you..." Pei Yucheng’s tone was heavy with the weight of years, as if he had really reached an old and feeble state.

In fact, he wasn’t old. Although he was past fifty, he didn’t show any signs of aging; on the contrary, he was at the most glorious time of his life.

Pei Mojing looked up at him, "Doesn’t the company have your son, Pei Haolin? With him there, why do you need me?"

Pei Yucheng knew that Pei Mojing was deliberately provoking him, but he had come to discuss this very issue.

"Nobody knows better than you that he has no ties with the Pei Family..." He was just a child brought into the Pei Family by Qiao Xueren.

Thus, his wealth would only be inherited by his own son, never falling into the hands of an outsider!

"Now you realize he has no ties with the Pei Family, isn’t that a bit late? You’ve raised him for ten years, even if there’s no relation, isn’t he technically your son?"

Suddenly, Pei Yucheng was at a loss for words, taking a long sigh—