Murong Chen glanced at Xian Yu's face emotionlessly. Then, he looked at the girl in his arms, took her, and carried her upstairs.
Nan Qiao was drowsy. She felt that she was being carried and was relieved to smell Murong Chen's scent. She closed her eyes and leaned into Murong Chen's arms, taking the opportunity to sleep for two more minutes.
Seeing that Murong Chen completely ignored him, Xian Yu was furious and said to the old butler, "Uncle Yang, look! He ignored me again! He really doesn't like me at all."
Xian Yu was the youngest child in the family and Murong Chen inherited the company, so there was no need for the other brothers to work hard at all. They could also manage the company as they had all studied professionally after all.
However, Murong Chen had shouldered all the storms alone, so they could do whatever they wanted.
