The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife
Chapter 169: Murong is courting death

Chapter 169: 169: Murong is courting death

"Are you Murong?" Mu Qiuniang’s face turned icy cold, as she was harassed.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees instantly, and Murong thought the nurse hadn’t noticed. He quickly asked her to adjust it higher.

The advanced nurse replied, "Didn’t you just complain about being hot and asked me to lower it by two degrees?"

"Yes, I’m Murong. What, did you fall for me at first sight?" Murong was quite narcissistic as he said, "Sorry, I only like beauties."

Mu Bai felt so embarrassed by her brother’s stupidity that she wanted to cover her face: I don’t know him!

"You still have the energy to argue, seems like your injuries aren’t serious." The cold aura from Mu Qiuniang intensified.

Mu Bai folded her arms and quickly took a step back. She didn’t want to be caught in the crossfire; her brother should know, she wasn’t one to show sibling love lightly. Aunt is not to be trifled with, I’m scared!

Murong touched the goosebumps rising on his skin: Could it be that the air conditioning in the ward is broken? Why does it get colder every time I ask the nurse to turn it up?

"Who says I’m not badly injured? Are you blind? Can’t you see the wounds on my head, arms, and legs?" Murong had no patience for people he didn’t find attractive, and Mu Qiuniang’s merely pretty features fell into the "not beautiful" category in his eyes.

Thinking about being beaten made him angry, "If it weren’t for Yan Hao bringing more people than me, who ended up in the hospital might not be certain."

"Don’t tell me you knew that woman was Yan Shao’s woman and still went looking for trouble?"

Murong realized he might have slipped up and shrank his neck.

Seeing her brother’s guilty look, Mu Bai understood immediately and gritted her teeth. Damn it! She thought this guy didn’t know.

And here she was, speaking up for him in front of their aunt. If she had known, getting beaten would be deserved. Knowing she’s someone else’s woman and still approaching, isn’t that asking for a beating?

"Serves you right!"

"Sis, are you even my sister?"

"Are you brainless? That’s Yan Shao; did you think that’s someone you could mess with?"

"Why can’t I mess with him?" Murong was defiant, "He’s from the Yan Family in the Capital City, and I’m from the Mu Family in the Capital City; they’re both big families, what’s the difference?"

"You idiot!" Mu Bai, though reluctant to admit, had to agree at this moment, her brother really was an "idiot". They may both be big families in the Capital City, but how can they be the same?

Is Hermes the same as Nike?

Suddenly, Murong let out a shriek.

Mu Bai stopped talking. She saw, her auntie who always acted boldly, grabbed her brother’s leg in a cast, squeezing until the cast dented.

She swallowed and retreated.

"You crazy woman!" Murong’s face twisted with pain, veins popping, as he yelled at Mu Qiuniang.

"No respect for elders," Mu Qiuniang’s voice turned cold, her grip shifted to his other injured arm.

"Ah... it hurts! Help... Sis, why are you just standing there? Aren’t you going to pull this crazy woman away..."

Mu Bai shook her head repeatedly.

What a joke, this is auntie, she’s ruthless. If she dared intervene, auntie would hit her too. Recalling the whippings she got in the past, she took several steps back, fully showing a stance of not getting involved.

Murong was hurt and angry, even more infuriated that not only did his sister ignore it, but also this woman appeared so weak, yet no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t break free.

If Mu Qiuniang could be escaped from, she wouldn’t be Mu Qiuniang.

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At this time, in the living room of the Mu Family in the Capital City, Mu Bai’s mother, Wang Yuan, was pacing around the room, occasionally shooting a dissatisfied glance at the old man Mu. Seriously! Her son is hospitalized; why are they not letting her visit?

That’s her son, her darling, if she doesn’t worry, who will?

What made her angrier was that her husband, Mu Mingsi, also listened to the old man and didn’t let her out.

Looking at the father and son sitting on the sofa like a mountain, she was exasperated.

She tried to endure, finally couldn’t hold it: "When can I go see my son?"

Of course, she didn’t dare ask the old man, she asked her husband.

Mu Mingsi had a bad temper, "See what? Hasn’t he caused enough trouble? When he cleans up his mess, that’s when he’ll come back."

Did you think that Yan Family brat was vegetarian?

That brat is more reckless than anyone.

What’s more disheartening is, not only Yan Hao is wild, but his mother is also the daughter of the Zhan Family, a temperamental, fearless person.

Their Mu Family clashing with the mother and son is a dead end.

"Isn’t it just offending someone from the Yan Family?" Wang Yuan was a bit defiant, "Is their Yan Family the only big family? Our Mu Family isn’t bad either..."

"What do you know? Your son is spoiled by you..." Mu Mingsi was helpless with his somewhat clueless wife.

He chose his wife himself; she couldn’t provide any real assistance, only held him back, and he could only endure.

In his youth, he only thought his wife’s vision was a bit off, but not a big deal. Their Mu Family never lacked food or drink, as long as she didn’t cause trouble outside, go play mahjong, or get a beauty treatment, there was no issue.

But as she aged, problems emerged. Their eldest daughter, Mu Bai, was impulsive but at least had the brains to know who not to mess with; their second son, Murong, was purely like his mother, clueless about who to mess with, a troublemaker who often caused the family problems.

He did envy his second brother’s sons, each one extremely capable; if not joining the army, starting a business, able to be self-reliant.

Sigh... his second brother wasn’t very capable, but his wife was clever, raising brilliant sons to envy.

"If this isn’t a big issue, then what is? Do you know, many industries of our Mu Family have suffered severe attacks, especially Mu’s Jewelry, completely cut off from supply..."

Wang Yuan was stunned, "How could it be? Who has the guts to cut our Mu Family’s supply?"

"I’ve told you a hundred times, our Mu Family, though with a history spanning hundreds of years and had glorious moments, that’s all in the past. Now, standing at the peak is no longer the Mu Family. Outside, you must be cautious, keep a low profile, don’t provoke people the Mu Family can’t afford to offend..." Mu Mingsi began to admonish his wife.

Although his wife was not brainy, she was timid; once explained, she wouldn’t cause trouble outside. Now his only worry was the pair of children, his daughter Mu Bai was manageable, and the old man found someone to discipline her, but the son...

He wondered if the one disciplining him would take it on.

And that disciplinarian...

If not for the old man bringing out that thing, Mu Mingsi thought, he wouldn’t believe in his lifetime that "miracles" truly existed in this world?!