Chapter 281 - Entering the Room


    Shang Cijie was taken aback, struggling to respond. Eventually, he managed, “Apologies, I must have mistaken the door.”


    “Nope! This is indeed Father Bastard''s room,” Shang Mingming affirmed, prompting Shang Cijie.


    “Bastard father?” “Mu Sifa?”


    He hadn''t anticipated that upon mentioning his father''s status, the visitor would inquire if Shang Mingming was Mu Sifa.


    “Sir, who are you?”


    Shang Mingming scrutinized the man, unimpressed.


    “Big… uncle? Hold on, little mischief-maker, however you see it, I''m clearly your elder brother! My name is Mu Xiaobai, cousin to your bastard father. Do you understand?”


    “Cousin? A genuine cousin or just in name?” Shang Mingming inquired, his expression serious.


    “Of course, I''m your genuine cousin. Do you believe I''m the one Mu Sifa concealed?”


    Indeed, as Big Cousin Mu Sizheng had mentioned, Third Cousin''s son wielded considerable influence, seemingly omniscient. It was a testament to his stature as someone associated with the young master.


    “You must be seeking your third cousin! He just left! Surely it''s not just the two of you?”


    Yet, there was truth in his jest. Someone capable of captivating Third Cousin''s attention was likely his long-lost rtive. He appeared pleasant enough, but not as charming as himself. What could his third cousin possibly want?


    Mu Xiaobai, satisfied, attempted to turn Shang Cijie''s face this way and that, as if inspecting him.


    True to his words, he was a mischievous-lookingd, albeit with a hint of innocence, unlike Shang Cijie''s refined demeanor. Their statures were simr, resembling high school students.


    “You best behave yourself.”


    Shang Mingming detested other menying hands on Shang Cijie, promptly swatting away Mu Xiaobai''s hand with irritation.


    Ah! It truly was to safeguard his mother. No wonder his third cousin hadn''t been defeated for so many years.


    “Would you like to step inside and wait?” Mu Xiaobai widened the door, extending the invitation to Wu Jun.


    Shang Cijie found himself perplexed. Initially, he had assumed Mu Xiaobai to be Mu Sifa''s paramour, ready to express his displeasure. Yet, to his surprise, Mu Xiaobai was Mu Sifa''s cousin.


    “Ah, right! Third cousin just hung up. Since no one''s answering your calls,e in and wait!” After all, you''re here to see your third cousin, aren''t you?” Mu Xiaobai gestured inward, prompting Shang Cijie to enter and wait.


    Initially hesitant, Shang Cijie had nowhere else to go, so he reluctantly ushered Shang Mingming into the room.


    “Would you care for a drink? Let me check what''s in the fridge,” Mu Xiaobai offered.


    With that, he made his way toward the refrigerator.


    “No need, carry on with your tasks,” Shang Cijie declined.


    Shang Cijie seemed to regard someone as his own son, remaining unchanged from five years prior in this regard.


    “Alright then! I''ll be blow-drying my hair. Feel free to make yourselves at home!” With that, Mu Xiaobai disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Shang Cijie and Shang Mingming in the living room.


    Surveying the room, Shang Cijie noted the furnishings bore a striking resemnce to those in his former H City residence.


    “Xiaojie, why does it feel like our home in H City?”


    Shang Mingming found it perfectly normal, as Shang Cijie had decorated it to resemble their previous abode.


    Was it mere happenstance or deliberate intent?