Mu Ying has lived very well in the dormitory these days, and she also lived in the dormitory during military training, and there is nothing she is not used to, especially the dormitory facilities of Bei'an University are very good, and her only worry now is that she has not found a job.

The money she is using now is borrowed from Shangguan Ling, and it is not a way to continue like this.

Mu Ying also thought about going out to find a job like some of her classmates, such as going to bubble tea shops, Western restaurants, flower shops, etc., she couldn't, she could learn, but after thinking about it, she retreated.

Mu Sakura didn't say that he knew her grandfather very well, but he would never allow the face of the Mu family to be damaged in the slightest, for the sake of the Mu family's reputation, he could do whatever it takes, if it was spread that the daughter of the Mu family went to work, her grandfather would be very angry, so she didn't dare to go to work casually, for fear that it would affect those innocent shopkeepers.

Mu Sakura propped her head on one hand and looked out the window, her quiet and elegant face covered with a layer of distress and depression.

Things have been standing still, there is no progress, and it is useless to think about it.

"Kizakura."

Mu Sakura looked up and asked suspiciously, "Yu Qingyu? What's wrong?"

Although she and Yu Qingyu are classmates, they don't have much intersection, and they can see that Mu Xiangqing and Yu Qingyu are not good before.

Yu Qingyu sat down next to Mu Ying and smiled, "Are you looking for a job?"

Kizakura wasn't surprised, she did ask a few part-time classmates, and they all thought she was joking.

"Hmm."

"I have a job description, would you like to try it?"

Yu Qingyu didn't know why Mu Ying was looking for a job, but this was an opportunity to befriend her, so she came to ask.

Last semester, Mu Ying was very alienated from everyone else in the class, except for being familiar with Hong Antong.

This semester, Hong Antong went abroad as an exchange student, and Mu Ying was always alone, and Yu Qingyu didn't want to let go of the opportunity to send it to the door.

Mu Ying stared at Yu Qingyu, I don't know why she wanted to help her?

Yu Qingyu greeted Mu Ying with a smile, looking very sincere.

Kizakura couldn't see anything, and after struggling, "Okay."

Yu Qingyu was overjoyed when she heard this, "Let's go together after school that afternoon."

"Hmm."

After lunch, Sikong Jie left his residence alone and took a car to Sikong Mansion.

When I got out of the car and looked up at the house that had trapped him for more than 20 years and left him for nearly 20 years, I felt very conflicted and complicated in my heart.

He didn't expect to be able to come back one day after he left.

The mansion in the sun seemed to Sikong Jie to be a cage.

The porter and security guard watched Sikong Jie slowly approach.

He said, "My name is Sikong Suke, and I want to see Sikong Wei, the head of the Sikong family."

These people have been working here for many years, and it is the first time they have heard the name of their boss, and they are inevitably surprised.

They were all stunned for a moment before they reacted and went to report.

They looked at Sikong Jie curiously, although they had been working in the Sikong family for several years, Sikong Jie had been separated from the family for twenty years.

Sikong Jie waited patiently for ten minutes, but still didn't wait for anyone to come.

The cold wind was bitter, and Sikong Jie stood straight, not moving like a statue.

Sikong Jie knew that his father was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, and he was ready when he came.

After another twenty minutes, the magnificent iron door slowly opened, and the porter stepped forward quickly, "Mr. Sikong, please come in."

After standing in the cold wind for a long time, Sikong Suke's feet were numb, and he slowed down before following in.

Walking into the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar living room, Sikong Suke has many images in his mind, most of which are bad memories.

Twenty years have passed, and there has been little change here, more luxurious, more splendid, and more deserted.

Steward Liu had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Sikong Jie coming, he was full of emotion in his heart, and his eyes were hot.

For Sikong Jie, he watched him grow up, and in his heart, when Sikong Jie was half a son, he was sad for a long time when he left the family.

"Young Master, welcome home." Steward Liu bent down slightly, very respectful.

Sikong Jie looked at Steward Liu, and the emotion in his heart had returned to calm, and he left his mouth, "Steward Liu, I am no longer from Sikong's family, please call me Mr. Sikong."

Steward Liu was choked for a moment, his face was slightly stiff, because he saw Sikong Wei opposite, he hurriedly spoke, "Old man."

Sikong Jie turned around, and his eyes were still so sharp and gloomy as they were in the same serious and threatening face as ever.

The difference is that he is much older, and his hair is full of luxury.

"Master of the Sikong Family."

Sikong Wei snorted coldly when he heard this, passed over him, and sat down.

Sikong Jie turned around, and seemed to face him lightly, but the man in front of him was his father after all, even if he said that he had broken off the relationship and hadn't seen him for twenty years, there was still a trace of father-son love in his heart.

Neither of them spoke immediately, Steward Liu stayed aside and lowered his head, even his breathing slowed down, the father and son were like two nuclear bombs colliding, and the power was huge.

After a moment, Sikong Wei spoke first, "What's the matter with coming back?"

"Didn't you force me to come to you?" Sikong asked rhetorically, his hands clenched into fists hanging at either side of his legs.

He didn't know why he was a little nervous, not afraid, maybe he was used to being controlled by his father before, and he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

Sikong Wei's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't deny it.

The last trace of hope in Sikong Jie's heart dissipated, and there was really no hope, and the trace of fear in his heart instantly switched to anger.

Word by word squeezed out between his teeth, "You sent a sniper?"

"So you come to ask for sin?" Sikong Wei's tone was stained with a hint of ridicule and contempt, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with him sending someone to kill his daughter-in-law Su Yuan.

No matter how calm Sikong Jie was, he couldn't control it at this moment, and roared in a low voice, "Sikong Wei, you are a demon, I have already broken away from the family, why do you still want to kill everything, you can't let our family go."

"Joke, it's your business to break away from the family, what I want to do is my business, you can't control it, of course, you can also beg me for mercy, I may be able to let you go."

Sikong Wei saw that his son was angry, and his mood was good, and his face was full of pride.

Sikong Jie took a deep breath and brought back his sanity and calmness, "I'm here to tell you that our family won't yield to you, so use whatever means you have, we're not afraid."

Sikong Wei's smug expression froze, and his calm eyes were instantly dyed with a trace of anger, this sentence was completely provoking him.

"Sikong Suke, you are presumptuous." Sikong Wei slapped his palm on the armrest, not angry but mighty, and his aura was full of energy.

Steward Liu buried his head lower, unable to control his fear, he hadn't seen Sikong Wei's murderous anger for a long time.

Sikong Wei was fearless, his eyes were clear and calm, "Farewell."

Sikong Wei sneered and hooked his lips and lowered his voice, "Sikong Suke, you think you can leave when you come in, what do you think of this place?"

"Since I dare to come alone, I am sure to leave, if I don't leave in these three hours, someone will come and take me away, otherwise why do you think you haven't been able to find me for twenty years." Sikong Jie said lightly.

This sentence directly made Sikong Wei's anger rise to the peak, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were on fire.

But it's also true.

After looking for his son for so many years, he really didn't find it, and every time he found a little clue, he would be hindered, and finally he couldn't get there.

The Sikong family is the largest family, but it is still difficult to compete with a country.

Sikong Jie turned to leave, took two steps and stopped, turned around and said, "One more thing, Mu Xiangqing's daughter-in-law is very good, she is a part of our family."

The words fell, Sikong Wei left directly.

Steward Liu raised his head, looked at Sikong Jie, and then looked at Sikong Wei, and saw that he was staring at his eyes that were burning as if he wanted to kill, the top of his head seemed to be smoking, and his face was as black as ink.

But in the end, Sikong Wei didn't say anything, and let people stop Sikong Jie.

The first is that Sikong Jie's words are right, and the second is that he values Sikong Jue's grandson more now.

Sikong Jie walked out of the division safely

The empty mansion, seeing his son Sikong leaning in front of the car, the indifference in his eyes instantly changed to gentleness, "Everything that should be said has been said, and you can do what you need to do after that."

That being said, the bitterness in the tone is inevitable.

The answer was to turn around and open the door for his father.

After Sikong Jie got into the car, Sikong Jue glanced at Sikong Mansion when he walked to the driver's seat, which was cold and dangerous.

He was still in the company just now, and suddenly received a call from his mother Su Yuan, saying that his father had left alone, and they all guessed that he was here.

After starting the car, Sikong Jue spoke, "Don't come back in the future."

"Hmm."

Sikong Jie looked at the scenery outside the window, and after a while, he spoke again, "Ah Jue, before I came, I still had a glimmer of hope that he would change, and the change was different, and it became more excessive, more unscrupulous, more selfish, and more brutal."

Sikong was indifferent, and he had no feelings for this titular grandfather.

Sikong Jie didn't say any more. As he just said, everything that should be said has been said.

After sending his father home, he returned to the company.

In the evening, Mu Xiangqing came to find Sikong.

Coming out of the elevator, I happened to meet Ren Yuanjue, "Ah Jue."

"Ah Qing, it's good to be here." Ren Yuanjue was very exaggerated and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Xiangqing raised her eyebrows, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Ren Yuanjue lowered his voice, "Uncle went to Sikong Mansion for a trip, and then Ah Jue came back and gave a crazy task, you go and talk to him."

Hearing this, Mu Xiangqing walked quickly to the empty office, and pushed it open without even knocking on the door.

Seeing this, Ren Yuanjue walked briskly back to the office, preparing to get off work, and when Mu Xiangqing hadn't come yet, he was ready to work overtime until late at night.

As soon as Mu Xiangqing entered, he felt a biting chill, and he was desperate to bury his head in work, exuding low air pressure all over his body.

Her heart twitched, "Sikong."

Sikong Jue, who was full of anger, seemed to have been washed by a clear spring in an instant, he raised his head, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, but the chill under his eyes had not had time to be put away.

Of course Mu Xiangqing saw it, but she didn't see it, "Boyfriend, it's time to get off work."

Sikong Jue leaned back, waiting for Mu Xiangqing to come over.

He reached out to her, and she put it down.

He pulled her to her seat, wrapped his hands around her thin waist, and buried his head in the socket of her neck.

Mu Xiangqing raised his hands to hug Sikong Jue and patted him to comfort him.