Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

Mu Nanyu went upstairs lightly, and when he reached the door of the house, he couldn't help but cast a glance at the closed door on the opposite side.

Is Bai Jingtan already home... Why did he suddenly call his uncle today?

"Xiaoyu is back, come in and change your shoes...why is your forehead sweating? Go, go take a shower and change your clothes. After washing, we will have dinner!"

Mu Nanyu responded vaguely and entered the house.

"You haven't told me yet, did you have a conflict with Xiaotan? Why doesn't he come to our house for dinner? Did you make your brother angry?"

"...No, no, it's okay."

"What is considered?"

"Uncle, I'm going to take a bath first, I'll tell you about it later, okay?"

Faced with his uncle's suspicious eyes, Mu Nanyu quickly rushed to the bathroom, closed the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, he hasn't figured out how to explain all this to his uncle. Should he tell his uncle that he and Bai Jingtan used to be lovers and broke up because of Zhao Liang's affairs, or simply omit this paragraph.

Mu Nanyu turned on the faucet, turned it to the first level of cold water, and kept it to the end.

Ice-cold water was splashed on the cheeks, and the heat that rushed to the face because of the indescribable anxiety and tension finally subsided a little, but the mind was still chaotic.

So many things happened during this period, sometimes he woke up at midnight, and when he thought of these things, he would feel like a dream, and he couldn't tell whether it was a nightmare or reality.

It usually only takes 5 minutes to take a shower. Mu Nanyu dragged on for half an hour. It wasn't until Mu Wenjun knocked on the door and asked him why he hadn't come out that he realized that he had been in a daze.

Mu Nanyu hastily turned off the shower head, changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

"This child... If you don't come out again, my uncle will think you fell into the cesspit... The food will be cold, and the sweet and sour pork ribs will not taste good if they are cold."

"My uncle's cooking is delicious no matter what."

"Hey, your mouth is so sweet today, don't you cause trouble at school?"

Mu Nanyu sat down in front of the dining table, closed his eyes and turned his heart, thinking that if he died early or late, he might as well be frank and lenient, and open his mouth in resignation.

"Uncle... Actually, when I come back today, I have something to tell you."

He folded his hands on the table, unconsciously knitting his nails.

Probably because he saw that his expression was a bit more serious than usual, Mu Wenjun's expression changed slightly, and he said with concern.

"What's wrong, you tell uncle."

"I went to Zhao Liang's company today, and—"

A dull knock on the door interrupted his words, and Mu Nanyu's courage that he had worked up with great difficulty suddenly plummeted.

"Uncle, I'll open the door first—is it a courier at such a late hour?"

The door opened, and a slender young man stood at the door, his amber eyes looked extremely deep under the dim light, and he seemed to be thinner, and the contours of his cheeks were sharper and more angular.

Mu Nanyu was stunned for a moment, staring at those long and narrow phoenix eyes for a few moments, then suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously dodged his eyes, not knowing how to react for a while.

In the end, the instinct of the Chinese made him hesitate to ask.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Sounds like a dork.

"I've eaten." Bai Jingtan pursed his thin lips slightly, "Come out, I have something to tell you."

Mu Nanyu nodded, before his brain could react, his body had already gone out with someone, and he didn't remember until he was out of the room.

"Uncle, I...I have something to say to Bai Jingtan, you don't have to wait for me to eat first."

He followed Bai Jingtan to the stairs, pinching the corner of his clothes and rubbing his fingertips, avoiding the other party's gaze: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I saw what happened to Zhao Delang...you did it, right?"

"Well... I know, no matter what I do, the fact that my father killed your parents is irreparable. I just want to make up for it to the extent I can. And—"

Bai Jingtan handed over a document bag, Mu Nanyu opened it and looked at it, it was more powerful evidence than the content of the transcript he made today.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu."

Mu Nanyu opened the evidence, and the corners of his eyes suddenly became sour: "You don't need to thank me, without me...you can do it yourself."

"That's different...Xiaoyu."

After a while of silence, Mu Nanyu lowered his head, only feeling Bai Jingtan's deep eyes kept falling on him, like a scorching cold flame, which made him almost stand up.

He managed to find his voice: "You came to me to show me this?"

"No... I want to help you explain to Uncle Mu about Zhao Delang, that's why you came back today, isn't it?"

"Yes."

He really didn't know how to tell his uncle that this matter involved too much, and it was true that Bai Jingtan should be there.

"Then we... go in now?"

"Wait a minute, about me and you...do you want Uncle Mu to know?

Mu Nanyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Bai Jingtan responded in a low voice, seeming to see his embarrassment, and added: "I'll talk about it in a while, you see what I missed, just add it."

After 10 minutes, the atmosphere at the table was so dull that it almost froze.

Bai Jingtan spoke clearly, and Mu Nanyu had almost nothing to add from the beginning to the end, as long as he lowered his head and listened.

He could tell that his uncle was in a bad mood, but he couldn't tell whether it was because of Zhao Liang's affairs, his and Bai Jingtan's affairs, or both.

Finally, Mu Wenjun opened his mouth, with a straight-forward sentence.

"You two really let me down."

Mu Nanyu's heart sank, afraid that his uncle would scold Bai Jingtan in a hurry, so he hurriedly said, "Uncle, if you want to scold me, scold me, it's me..."

"Because of this, you two broke up?!"

Mu Wenjun's face was livid. He looked at him and then at Bai Jingtan, gritting his teeth: "Shut up! Xiaotan, uncle knows that Xiaoyu's father is sorry for your family and you."

"But apart from the surgery fee and nursing fee that Xiaoyu gave me, Xiaoyu has never used a penny of Zhao Liang's money since he grew up so big!"

"You and he grew up together since the age of eight, and we have known each other for 11 years! Don't you know what kind of person Xiaoyu is?!"

Mu Nanyu was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Mu Wenjun turned his head and scolded him again.

"And you, you don't tell uncle about such a big thing as falling in love! After talking for so long, you can share it if you say it?!"

"I... Uncle, it's my fault for hiding it from you, but don't blame Bai Jingtan, he—— anyway, Zhao Liang is still my blood-related father, he didn't blame me, he just..."

Just seeing him makes me think of those pains, and there is no way to change that.

"There's nothing wrong with it, Xiaotan should be scolded!"

Mu Nanyu turned her head abruptly, and saw Grandma Bai coming in with a cane pointed at Bai Jingtan.

"Xiaotan deserves to be scolded! If his parents know, he will break up with Xiaoyu because of this, and they will scold him too, stupid!"