sjar Chapter 442 I Will Become the Daughter-in-law of a Wealthy Family
Chapter 442 I Will Become the Daughter-in-law of a Wealthy Family
Muchen's voice was loud and clear, with every word clear, and a tone of assurance.
Seeing that Mu Zhenting's breathing stagnated and he seemed to be about to have another attack, Mu Chen was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He suddenly pulled open the heavy solid wooden door and half of his body was already leaning out of the door.
Just before he was about to disappear at the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something crucial.
He suddenly turned around and shouted the most crucial sentence to his father who was about to pass out in the living room with great clarity and emphasis:
"It's guaranteed to be a female!!!"
The last three words were so powerful that they sounded like a resounding guarantee.
As soon as he finished speaking, Muchen's figure completely disappeared outside the door, and the door was closed cleanly with a "bang".
He was going to find Sirong, as they hadn't seen each other for several days.
If there is anything, I either use the phone or communicate in my mind. It just so happens that I have time today.
The car slid precisely into the exclusive parking space below Sirong's apartment building. The engine was turned off, and the world seemed to be instantly quiet.
The smart lock on the apartment door opened quietly the moment it sensed him.
Warm light streamed out from inside the door, mixed with a faint, familiar fragrance.
In the living room, Sirong, wearing a comfortable home dress, was leaning against the small bar by the window, sipping water. She heard the door open, turned around, and a smile naturally appeared on her face.
"Are you back?" Her voice was clear, with a lazy ending, like the wind blowing through mint leaves in summer.
"Well, I'm back!
Congratulations, you're going to find a new identity again!"
Muchen sat on the other side of the small bar and opened a bottle of sparkling water.
Sirong had just taken a sip of water and almost choked when she heard this. She put down the cup and her beautiful eyes lit up instantly.
The previous laziness was replaced by a professional-level sharpness and interest in watching a play: "Oh? Dad Mu..." with a smile that seemed to ask knowingly, "Are you urging me to get married again?"
"Yeah!" Muchen nodded vigorously.
Sirong leaned forward slightly, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the cool glass, as if evaluating a new task. "So this time... what kind of daughter-in-law does Director Mu want?"
Without a pause, Muchen uttered two words in a resolute tone, almost as if he were repeating his father's highest instructions:
"Rich!"
"Pfft!" Sirong really couldn't hold it back this time and laughed out loud. She covered her mouth, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden at all, and it was full of amusement.
"How come the requirements have been downgraded? I remember Director Mu's ideal daughter-in-law catalog a few years ago. The paper list alone was eight pages long."
She pulled over a chair and sat down across the bar facing Muchen, her elbows resting on the counter and her cheeks resting on her palms, waiting leisurely for Muchen to continue.
Muchen took another sip of the cool sparkling water: "Haha, maybe those two people before made me lose my temper?"
I have to say that the two girls played by Sirong are really capable.
Mu Chen repeated to Si Rong the conversation he had just had with Mu's father at Mu's house.
"Okay, then let's do as Dad asks and give him a rich daughter-in-law!" Si Rong put down the teacup in her hand and said, "Not this week, my schedule is full, and I'm closely monitoring several key project milestones, so I can't get away.
We'll go back next Monday, is that okay?"
"No problem, I'm busy there too." Mu Chen: "The company just lost two 'projects' and suffered heavy losses.
A new 'project' has been urgently restarted, and the entire group is in turmoil. As the 'project leader', I have to split my attention between putting out fires, conducting risk assessments, and writing 'feasibility reports'..."
Si Rong looked at Muchen: "What happened? You've been in charge of the company for a while, and you still lost the project?"
"Hey! It's a historical problem, there's nothing we can do about it." Muchen was helpless about this.
"When the old man was in office, the company was based on personal relationships and seniority." His fingertips drew a circle in the air, outlining the intricate network of relationships.
"Whoever has spent more time with him and has a stronger relationship with him has the final say. As for the 'ability' that truly determines the success or failure of a project... haha," he said with a sarcastic smile, "it's actually the least valued aspect."
"After I took over, I drastically laid off a number of old hands who were just living off their old money. You know that. But..."
Mu Chen's eyes became cold and sharp, as if he was clearing a sea full of reefs, "There are always some fish that slip through the net."
Sirong listened quietly the whole time, her fingers unconsciously drawing a few water marks on the cold wall of the glass.
"I see. Do you need my help?"
Mu Chen shook his head gently: "Not for now, this little problem can't bother me."
"Okay, see you next Monday. I'm going to dress a little older this time. Is that okay with you?"
Mu Chen was so angry at Si Rong's words that he laughed. He reached out and ruffled her hair: "Aren't you the same regardless of age?"
"That's true." Sirong also laughed.
After finishing their chat, the two returned to their respective rooms and began to deal with the official business at hand.
On the next Monday, Muchen took Ms. Liu, dressed as Sirong, home for dinner as promised.
Sirong wrapped herself in a well-tailored, but rather calm and conservative off-white Chanel suit.
The black hair that was usually either loose or simply tied up was now carefully tied into a slightly old-fashioned French bun. A few deliberately picked curls hung down at the temples, weakening the inherent dullness of the bun.
A pair of tortoise-shell framed, gold-rimmed glasses with mild prescription sat on her slender nose.
The eyes behind the lenses were calm and gentle, but lacked Sirong's usual sharp and penetrating power. Instead, they were filled with the aura of a strong woman.
To his surprise, his stepmother and daughter-in-law were also at home.
After a few polite words, Ms. Liu, played by Sirong, was visiting the house for the first time, so she didn't want to ask too much about other people's privacy.
I don’t know how far their IVF is progressing.
But looking at Zhang Aili and her daughter-in-law, both of them have happy faces, so everything should be fine.
When Mu's father saw Sirong, he was somewhat surprised.
Because this Ms. Liu, judging from her age, should be only a few years younger than him.
But it seemed impolite to ask someone's age directly when meeting them for the first time. He could only suppress the doubts in his heart and wait for a chance to ask Muchen what was going on.
Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, especially compared with the two people that Muchen brought back earlier.
Ms. Liu is very talkative and has unique insights into business.
Dad Mu can get along well with her.