Mu Lianchun only returned to the Mu residence the next day. Other than the servants, there was no one else in the empty mansion.
"Young Master Mu, you're back." Seeing him being carried down from the car and sitting steadily in the wheelchair, the butler respectfully greeted him as he pushed him to the main entrance.
Mu Lianchun nodded and a smile flashed across his bright red lips. "It's been hard on you all these years, butler."
When the butler heard this, his legs suddenly trembled and he laughed dryly. "Young master, you must be joking."
Speaking of which, he had not seen Mu Lianchun for seven or eight years. At this moment, he started to size him up.
The sunlight shone on his face, causing his skin to be almost transparent.
His sharp jawline revealed a cold arc. His thin lips were gently pursed into a beautiful shape, but there was also a hint of cynicism in them.
Looking up, there was a straight nose bridge, followed by a pair of purple eyes.
It was bottomless and contained a deep gaze. Those eyes were filled with a mystery that made one's heart palpitate.
His entire face was like a sculpture. There was a nonchalance that stood above all things, as well as an exquisite charm that made one intoxicated.
A thin shirt looked down and sick. Below it was a crippled leg. Sitting on the wheelchair, it was as if there was no resistance at all.
The housekeeper looked at his purple pupils and felt a little flustered. This young master had a pair of especially strange eyes since he was young. Everyone would be shocked when they saw his pupils.
It was so deep and so beautiful. It was as bright as a purple crystal. Just one touch was enough to move one's soul.
Mu Lianchun's tone was slightly raised and there was a hint of mockery. "Butler, you don't recognize me? You have been confirming it for two minutes. The wind is strong and my body is weak. Can you let me go in and hide first?"
His pair of purple eyes stared at the butler's eyes with a thick smile.
The butler swallowed his saliva. He felt a sense of pressure from him and quickly opened the door. "Young master, please come in. The old master and the other masters are not at home today..."
Mu Lianchun's voice carried a hint of laziness. "That's even better. They should not welcome me here."
The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead. Only then did he notice the man next to him. Was this Mu Lianchun's bodyguard? He looked so terrifying.
He had a serious look on his face as he pushed his master and did not look away.
As if sensing the butler's gaze, he turned his head to look at him. The butler quickly smiled at him.
The man's face was cold as he focused on pushing his master.
The butler felt that these two people were very scary. He did not know if the old master would be able to withstand the stimulation after coming out of the hospital.
He felt that it was necessary to call Zheng Chang and the others to tell them that the god of plague had arrived.
Mu Lianchun's tone darkened a little as he said jokingly, "Butler, don't tell my cousins about my sudden visit. I want to give them a surprise. After all, we haven't seen each other for many years."
The butler quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, yes..."
This Mu family's mansion was now also Mu Lianchun's. Perhaps his master would still be this person in the future. It was better to listen to him.
Mu Lianchun smiled in satisfaction. He glanced at the person who was pushing him behind him. "Xifang, push me into the living room. I want to wait for my family here."
The expressionless man behind him nodded and pushed him into the living room.
The butler followed weakly behind him. Mu Lianchun was really too strange. Forget about the terrifying purple eyes, even the tone of his voice was so terrifying. He only hoped that when master came back later, he would be able to hold on...