Mu Yuhao took a sip of water from his glass and muttered, "I must've scared her off today. She sent a message this late at night to say that she'll be on leave for the next three days. This has never happened before." It seemed that he was talking to Mu Jinchen but also seemed like he was talking to himself.
Mu Jinchen's half-squinted eyes widened. He straightened his body and snuffed the cigarette butt he was holding before he lightly asked, "What?"
Mu Yuhao looked annoyed. "That female colleague you saw today, Jing Wushuang. I confessed my feelings to her today." Mu Yuhao looked in high spirits when he said this but his expression turned back to annoyance the next second. "However, she said that she couldn't accept a younger man. She's only a year older than me but made such a big deal of it. She didn't have to go on leave for that many days. It's not like I'd eat her up."
Mu Jinchen gazed at this nephew of his—who he felt was still a boy—and replied, "She could be having other matters to attend to." He had already made the mistake of telling Jun Xiang; he had no intention of telling his nephew that Jing Wushuang was injured. Since she did not mention it in her message, she must not want others to know.
"Impossible. Wushuang is a workaholic. I heard Li Yan mention that she once came to work with a thirty-nine-degree fever. She's definitely avoiding me. Uncle, this is the first time I confessed my feelings to a girl. It was a total failure, but I won't give up. Such an exceptional woman deserves a few tries."
Mu Jinchen raised his head and looked at his nephew. Tall, handsome, and cheerful with a good complexion, delicate facial features, and clear eyes. He ticked every box in a teen idol's requirement checklist. Logically, he should not encounter any failure when confessing to any girl.
"Uncle, why are you looking at me like that? Have you noticed that I've become more handsome? Not to worry, I could never surpass you in that department. Oh right, mature and stable…" Mu Yuhao suddenly observed his uncle seriously.
Who else could surpass his uncle in maturity and stability?
"She said she likes someone who's mature and stable. Doesn't that just describe you, Uncle? I've decided; I'll copy Uncle's every move from today onward, then I'll naturally become mature and stable." Mu Yuhao continued to theorize and came up with such a decision.
The image of the girl who easily blushed appeared in Mu Jinchen's mind. So, she liked mature and stable types?
She still had the mentality of a young girl that lacked a sense of security.
Hearing that she likes mature and stable types, his heart felt a little peculiar. He had no intention of attacking his nephew, yet he was already more mature at sixteen compared to the twenty-three-year-old Mu Yuhao. "Maturity and stability refer to one's mentality," he lightly remarked.
"I'm very mature. Does Uncle think I'm not mature?"
"Compared to Tang Mubai, what do you think?"
After dropping such a statement, he left his pondering nephew and headed upstairs.
"Elder Brother Tang? Why mention him all of a sudden?"
When Mu Yuhao saw that his uncle headed upstairs without answering him, he shouted toward his back, "Uncle, let's be clear. I called dibs on her; she's mine. You can't fancy her."
As a man, he knew of his uncle's charms. Falling for him was too easy, and the danger he posed to other men was too immense. He had to take precautions. It was okay if Wushuang liked him; it should not be a problem as long as his uncle did not reciprocate.
Either way, his uncle was his number one rival.
Mu Jinchen ignored him. He usually refused to entertain such childish questions.
Fancy Jing Wushuang?
That woman...
She was just a girl, not even a woman.
Moving his heart would not be an easy feat.
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