398: Is that a coincidence?

Mu Nancen was very clear-headed, clearer than anyone.

She understood Si Yang's character; he responded to softness, not force. When you refused to compromise, it meant the two of you would drift further apart.

Si Yang was absolutely ruthless. The most important thing was that this bastard never tormented himself internally.

You could lie awake at night, tossing and turning, while he might not have given the matter a second thought, perhaps never even thought about it at all.

For a woman, getting involved with a man like this was a curse.

Because you could never win his compromise.

This was true for Mu Nancen, and it was also true for Liao Rushuang.

Receiving Rong Jinran's call, Si Yang was somewhat surprised, but he still came.

He didn't harbor any particular ill will toward the Rong Family, but he didn't have any special fondness for them either. However, his impression of Rong Jinran had always been quite good.

Perhaps Rong Jinran was the only one who cared about him from a familial perspective, never discussing interests or benefits.

This gave Si Yang an intangible goodwill toward Rong Jinran.

He drove straight to the Rong Corporation building.

In Rong Jinran's office, "Did you need something?" Si Yang asked Rong Jinran curiously.

"It's not me who needs you, it's someone else looking for you," Rong Jinran said with a smile.

Just then, Mu Nancen walked out from the inner room of Rong Jinran's office.

Rong Jinran looked at Si Yang and smiled, "You two lovebirds have a chat!"

"Have a good talk," Rong Jinran said with another smile toward Si Yang, then turned and walked away on her own.

Looking at Si Yang's cold, expressionless face, a glimmer of tears welled up in Mu Nancen's eyes, making her look pitiful and delicate.

Si Yang lit a cigarette without a word.

Mu Nancen took a deep breath, stepped forward, and grabbed Si Yang's arm. "I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?" she said softly.

"Please, I don't deserve that," Si Yang said decisively.

Mu Nancen took another deep breath. "Don't be like this. I came to apologize. Can't you forgive me just this once?"

"For the sake of our son, you have to give me a chance!" Mu Nancen's voice was gentle, carrying a fragile vulnerability that evoked pity.

"Cut it out. Your attitude when apologizing is more proper than anyone's, but you're absolutely determined not to change," Si Yang said with a laugh.

"Mu Nancen, when you make any decision, do you ever consult me?"

"You only think of me when there's trouble."

"I am a person, not your tool," Si Yang said, looking at Mu Nancen with a detached tone.

Mu Nancen looked at Si Yang, the tears in her eyes threatening to spill over at any moment.

"Yes, it's all my fault."

"From now on, I'll listen to you, okay?"

"How dare I treat you as a tool!" Mu Nancen could see it now; this guy was genuinely angry, and he was the hard-to-soothe kind.

"Tell me what you want me to do. Just tell me, as long as you're not angry," Mu Nancen whispered.

Si Yang took a deep breath, looking at the pitiful Mu Nancen. "Just this once, no next time?" he asked.

"Mm!" Mu Nancen nodded.

A flicker of joy inevitably surfaced in her eyes.

"As long as you're not angry, anything is fine," Mu Nancen said softly.

"Remember, I'm not joking. Next time, I absolutely will not forgive you," Si Yang said, taking a deep breath.

He was a man of principles.

But Mu Nancen was the same. She didn't just have a personality; she had too much of one.

Two sharp-edged people were destined to need careful break-in (móhé - break-in: break-in: break-in: break-in) to be together. One side was bound to have to learn to compromise; otherwise, they would inevitably part ways sooner or later.

A child was certainly a bond between two people, but it wasn't everything.

Si Yang didn't have only Mu Nancen. If she were the only one, he could just accompany her through her toss (zhēteng - toss: toss: toss: toss).

"That's it. Let's not bring up past matters again," Si Yang said bluntly. When he didn't forgive, he absolutely wouldn't forgive.

But once he forgave, it meant the matter was over; there was no need to hold onto it.

"Mm!" Mu Nancen nodded with a look of joy on her face.

This guy was so hard to coax!

"Go home or stay here?" Si Yang asked, looking at Mu Nancen.

"I haven't eaten yet. I'm hungry."

"Before seeing you, I didn't even feel like eating," Mu Nancen said, starting to act coquettishly toward Si Yang.

Hearing this, Si Yang could only laugh and cry.

"Alright then."

"Let's go out for a meal," Si Yang said softly.

"Okay!" Mu Nancen actively linked her arm with Si Yang's, gentle and delicate like the girl next door.

Mu Nancen was a very complex person. In charge of Tianmen, decisive and autocratic, yet before Si Yang, she was a weak and pitiful little woman.

As the two were leaving, Rong Jinran walked over. "Between husband and wife! What deep-seated contradiction (máodùn - contradiction: contradiction: contradiction: contradiction) could there be?"

"It's good that you've made up," Rong Jinran said with a beaming smile, looking at the two of them.

Si Yang glanced at Rong Jinran but didn't speak.

Instead, Mu Nancen laughed happily and somewhat ingratiatingly, "That's all thanks to your influence, Auntie."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have been able to see him!" Mu Nancen said with a light laugh.

Although the core of the Rong Family had always been the old man (lǎoyézi - old man: old man: old man: old man), Rong Jinran controlled the family's wealth and held a pivotal position within the Rong Family.

For now, that Little fellow had no competitors.

But what about the future? With so many women around this guy, each one likely to have children.

Who could say what would happen in the future!

She made unconditional compromises for Si Yang, but when it came to matters involving that Little fellow, Mu Nancen wouldn't yield to anyone.

"Stop flattering me."

"In the end, it's because he has you in his heart."

"I know exactly what kind of personality my family's this one has," Rong Jinran said with a smile.

"Alright, you two lovebirds haven't seen each other in a while. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Go on and do your thing!" Rong Jinran said with a laugh.

The two of them left the Rong Corporation together.

Mu Nancen hadn't eaten, and neither had Si Yang. He had just gotten home and hadn't even had time to say a few words before Rong Jinran called him out.

On this point, Xiao Jiayin was a bit Excessive (guòfèn - Excessive: Excessive: Excessive: Excessive). She ate and drank her fill, then sent him out on an empty stomach. Next time, he'd have to reprimand her for that.

Yunding Restaurant!

It was considered a high-end restaurant in the Central Sea.

Si Yang wasn't picky about venues; a hole-in-the-wall eatery was fine, a roadside stall It doesn't matter (wúsuǒwèi - It doesn't matter: It doesn't matter: It doesn't matter: It doesn't matter).

But Mu Nancen's lifestyle was always refined.

She wasn't one to suffer Wronged (wěiqu - Wronged: Wronged: Wronged: Wronged), and besides, she certainly wasn't short of money.

Mu Nancen ordered a large table full of dishes in one go.

It had to be said, the window seat with a view of the night scenery felt truly wonderful.

Expensive things had their reasons for being expensive. Like someone once said, expensive things have no flaws except for being expensive.

Of course, a certain brand was excluded.

Looking up, what a coincidence. In the vast Central Sea, running into the same person twice in one day was indeed quite a coincidence.

Mu Jiasheng. They had crossed paths earlier at the Tomson (Tāngchén - Tomson: Tomson: Tomson: Tomson) Residential Area.

Now, they met again, and at the neighboring table no less.

In one day, he was with two different women, and neither was his daughter. What a father must be feeling needed no further explanation.

The intimacy between Mu Nancen and Si Yang was obvious to anyone who wasn't a fool.

Mu Jiasheng was no exception.

At this moment, his face was as dark as thunder.

But Si Yang wasn't the least bit flustered. He admitted he was no saint.

And Mu Xiaorou knew it too.

But as for Mu Jiasheng? Whether Mu Xiaorou's mother knew was another story.

Sitting opposite him was a woman wearing a red short skirt, with long wavy hair.

She was truly beautiful, those long legs glowing white.

And that alluring charm of hers went without saying.

A man and a woman, having a private dinner together. Who would believe they were just business partners?

To say there was nothing going on would be pure nonsense.

Si Yang took out his phone and snapped a photo, clean and simple.

It had to be said, the captured shot looked even more ambiguous.

Especially that woman's smiling face.

One was Debonair (fēngdù piānpiān - Debonair: Debonair: Debonair: Debonair), the other was Beautiful as a flower (měiyàn rú huā - Beautiful as a flower: Beautiful as a flower: Beautiful as a flower: Beautiful as a flower); they were truly a well-matched pair.

Si Yang raised his glass, giving a slight toast toward Mu Jiasheng.

Mu Jiasheng took a deep breath, glaring at Si Yang, but ultimately didn't say a word.

Si Yang smiled. This secret, he could hold over Mu Jiasheng for a lifetime.

"Old codger!" Si Yang chuckled inwardly.

So, he and Mu Nancen finished their meal calmly and unhurriedly. As they were leaving, Si Yang waved at Mu Jiasheng.

As for them, he wouldn't interfere.

From now on, Mu Jiasheng didn't even have the qualifications (zīgé - qualifications: qualifications: qualifications: qualifications) for a mutually destructive Fish die, net break (yú sǐ wǎng pò - Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break), because even if the fish (yú - fish: fish: fish: fish) died, the net (wǎng - net: net: net: net) wouldn't break.

Mu Nancen was a bit curious about Mu Jiasheng's identity, but in the end, she didn't ask.

She was never one to talk much. Being an exception in front of Si Yang was just that.

A short absence felt like a new honeymoon.

And especially since they had just reconciled, how could she have the mind to care about other people's affairs?

The two didn't go home; instead, they found a hotel.

Today's Mu Nancen was enthusiasm (rèqíng - enthusiasm: enthusiasm: enthusiasm: enthusiasm) beyond words.

It wasn't until the next day that the two returned home together.

The other women were somewhat surprised by Si Yang's sudden departure, but upon seeing Mu Nancen, they understood. He had gone to resolve their resentment (ēnyuàn - resentment: resentment: resentment: resentment).

How they resolved it? Did it need further explanation?

But it was clear the two had made up and were back to normal.

Mu Nancen was very courteous, having brought many gifts from abroad.

She harbored no ill will toward these women. She couldn't always be by Si Yang's side; perhaps they were the ones Bonds (jībàn - Bonds: Bonds: Bonds: Bonds) holding Si Yang back.

But she was the latecomer after all. If it really came to a choice, she held no Advantages (yōushì - Advantages: Advantages: Advantages: Advantages).

She could be overbearing (bàdào - overbearing: overbearing: overbearing: overbearing) and unreasonable toward others, but Si Yang and the people around him were exceptions.

Their interactions were quite harmonious.

Only Li Chuning was extremely melancholy (yōuyuàn - melancholy: melancholy: melancholy: melancholy). She thought yesterday was a sure thing, but as it turned out, this guy just up and left without a single word.

It made Li Chuning one time (yīdù - one time: one time: one time: one time) Suspect (huáiyí - Suspect: Suspect: Suspect: Suspect) whether Si Yang really had no interest in her.

Could it be that while he said he liked them big, deep down he actually preferred them small?

It wasn't impossible.

Liking to look and liking to play with were two different things.

But after seeing Mu Nancen, she didn't have so many thoughts anymore.

Mu Nancen didn't stay at home for long before leaving.

There was a heap of things to do abroad; she didn't have that much time to linger here.

Previously, because the Rong Family had blocked those guys from R country (R guó - R country: R country: R country: R country), the Violet Family and the Caesar Family had temporarily To lay down one's arms and cease all activity (yǎn qí xī gǔ - To lay down one's arms and cease all activity: To lay down one's arms and cease all activity: To lay down one's arms and cease all activity: To lay down one's arms and cease all activity).

That's how she managed to find the idle (kòngxián - idle: idle: idle: idle) to see Si Yang.

But she couldn't be away from there for long.

Mu Nancen had also thought about Let go of everything (fàngxià yīqiè - Let go of everything: Let go of everything: Let go of everything: Let go of everything) and staying by Si Yang's side, Peace of mind (ānxīn - Peace of mind: Peace of mind: Peace of mind: Peace of mind) being a little woman.

Although it's said that once in the Jianghu (jiānghú - Jianghu: Jianghu: Jianghu: Jianghu), one is Helpless (shēn bù yóu jǐ - Helpless: Helpless: Helpless: Helpless).

But she knew that if she wanted to quit (tuìchū - quit: quit: quit: quit), Si Yang would definitely give her a Harbor (gǎngwān - Harbor: Harbor: Harbor: Harbor).

It was just that her bones were etched with a factor (yīnzǐ - factor: factor: factor: factor) that couldn't bear lonely (jìmò - lonely: lonely: lonely: lonely). She believed such a life held no value.

Of course, this conflict between them made Mu Nancen realize the distinction between primary and secondary.

That night wasn't just about *that*.

The two of them talked about many things.

It could be said this time they were completely Open and frank (kāichéng bùgōng - Open and frank: Open and frank: Open and frank: Open and frank), having a Open your heart (tāo xīn wōzi - Open your heart: Open your heart: Open your heart: Open your heart) talk.

Mu Nancen understood Si Yang, and of course, Si Yang also made concessions to a certain extent.

The process of their conversation (tánhuà - conversation: conversation: conversation: conversation) and comminicate (jiāoliú - comminicate: comminicate: comminicate: comminicate) was extremely joy (yúkuài - joy: joy: joy: joy).

Conversations between a man and a woman are often most Harmony (rónɡqià - Harmony: Harmony: Harmony: Harmony) in the still of the night.

Mu Nancen left, and Si Yang didn't try to retain (wǎnliú - retain: retain: retain: retain) her. However, the other women all went to see her off.

Although Mu Nancen's personality was overbearing (bàdào - overbearing: overbearing: overbearing: overbearing), her IQ (zhìshāng - IQ: IQ: IQ: IQ) and Emotional intelligence (qíngshāng - Emotional intelligence: Emotional intelligence: Emotional intelligence: Emotional intelligence) were beyond reproach.

She knew how to maintain good relationships with the other women.

So, from beginning to end, not a single person spoke a single bad word about Mu Nancen.

As for the rest, looking at Ye Qingyan, then Liu Mingyi, and also Li Chuning, sabotage each other (hùxiāng chāi tái - sabotage each other: sabotage each other: sabotage each other: sabotage each other) was a common occurrence.

Early the next morning, Si Yang received a call from Mu Xiaorou.

"Come to the house for dinner tonight," Mu Xiaorou said to Si Yang.

"Alright," Si Yang laughed and agreed straightforwardly.

Could it be that the old codger was really preparing for a mutually destructive Fish die, net break (yú sǐ wǎng pò - Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break: Fish die, net break)?

Thinking about it, Si Yang felt it was unrealistic.

He had evidence, but Mu Jiasheng didn't. When the time came, just ask your little cotton-padded jacket (mián'ǎo - cotton-padded jacket: cotton-padded jacket: cotton-padded jacket: cotton-padded jacket) who she'd believe.

No matter how you looked at it, Mu Jiasheng had no chance of winning.

At Dusk (huánghūn shífēn - Dusk: Dusk: Dusk: Dusk), Si Yang stepped out with a lazy gait. Mu Xiaorou was already waiting there. Seeing Si Yang get in the car, she immediately hugged him. She had really missed him these days.

The two drove all the way home.

Mu Xiaorou's pretty face was flushed beyond words. When they parked, it took her a while to calm down, then she gave Si Yang a rebuke (chēnguài - rebuke: rebuke: rebuke: rebuke) look.

"I don't even want to go home anymore," Mu Xiaorou said softly.

"Don't say that! Let's go. Let's see what that old... Your Father has to say," Si Yang said with a laugh.

This round, he, Si someone (Si mǒurén - someone: someone: someone: someone), had nothing to fear.

Mu Xiaorou held Si Yang's hand, and the two walked home hand in hand.

No dog barking. Good.

Entering the door, Mu Xiaorou's mother saw Si Yang and immediately beamed with joy.

Mu Jiasheng sat on the sofa (shāfā - sofa: sofa: sofa: sofa) without saying a word. Seeing Si Yang arrive, he merely raised an eyebrow.

Si Yang's background was impeccable, but after all, she was his own precious daughter.

No matter what kind of person he was, he couldn't be like that!

Si Yang didn't mind either. He took out a cigarette and smilingly offered one to Mu Jiasheng.

Mu Jiasheng glanced at Si Yang and didn't accept it.

Mu Xiaorou felt a bit nervous.

Her grip on Si Yang's hand tightened slightly.

Si Yang looked at Mu Jiasheng. This old codger was scaring his woman.

Trying to play hardball, was he?

Did he really not know what kind of person Si Yang was? The thing he listened to least in his life was other people's threats.

"Auntie, I ran into Uncle at the restaurant yesterday," Si Yang said with a smile.

Then he took his phone out of his pocket.

Mu Jiasheng's expression visibly shifted from anger to clarity.

"Hmph, you saw me and didn't even say hello," Mu Jiasheng snorted lightly, took the cigarette from Si Yang, and even smoothly (shùnshǒu - smoothly: smoothly: smoothly: smoothly) took the lighter, lighting it for Si Yang.

Si Yang smiled at Mu Jiasheng.

The meaning was clear: Old codger, you're quite Know your place (shíqù - Know your place: Know your place: Know your place: Know your place), aren't you?

Mu Xiaorou, unaware of what had happened, looked utterly bewildered.

Had her notoriously difficult-to-deal-with old man been so easily handled?

Though it was only a brief exchange of glances, as a witness, Mu Xiaorou could tell her father had compromised.

She couldn't help but give Si Yang a strange look.

"You were with business partners. The child was afraid of distracting you," Mu Xiaorou's mother said with a laugh.

"Business partners, huh?" Si Yang said with a meaningful smile.

So that's how the old codger Deceive (hūyou - Deceive: Deceive: Deceive: Deceive) his Mother-in-law?