Chapter 1197: A Word in Private (1)
Jiang Dachun’s eyes showed a hint of concern. Without much need for words, Mu Qinghan already understood, yet still felt unwilling.
"Speak!"
"After the eldest miss went to the restroom, she sent out a message. I saw a phone in another private room on the third floor; it should belong to one of those two men."
"Give it to me!"
Mu Yi suddenly reached out, looking at Jiang Dachun.
Jiang Dachun was startled, stepped back two steps, and looked at Mu Qinghan.
Mu Qinghan closed his eyes and glanced at his son.
"Mu Yi, calm down!"
Mu Yi punched the wall beside him hard, his voice rough, like a trapped beast roaring.
"In this situation, how can I stay calm? Haiyun is my daughter, and Tian Tian is also my daughter. Should I just watch them, sisters, turn against each other?"
Jiang Dachun: "..."
Mu Qinghan: "..."
After a while, Mu Qinghan spoke heavily, "Give it to him!"
Jiang Dachun nodded, took out a black phone from his coat pocket, and handed it to Mu Yi.
When Mu Yi saw the message, he felt as if struck by lightning.
He never thought that one day his graceful and noble eldest daughter would become so vicious, actually wanting to destroy her sister’s life.
"How is this possible?"
But the message on the phone, the time and content, completely matched the time of the incident, and this phone was found in a private room on the third floor.
Mu Qinghan hadn’t looked at the message, but seeing his son’s expression, how could he not understand? His aged face turned ashen-grey, as if greatly struck.
"Are you sure this is one of the two men’s phones?"
Jiang Dachun nodded, his voice dry.
"I’ve already called the family members inside the phone to confirm. It indeed belongs to one of them, but the person involved probably doesn’t know the phone was lost."
Mu Qinghan nodded, pondered for a bit, and slowly spoke.
"This matter cannot be known to a fourth person!"
Mu Yi instantly raised his eyes, already bloodshot.
"Dad?"
Mu Qinghan pressed his lips, voice low and stern, his expression particularly serious, even somewhat unemotional.
"Mu Yi, even if Haiyun is in the wrong, she is your daughter. Are you going to ruin her for Tian Tian?"
Mu Yi opened his mouth, his dark eyes fixed on Mu Qinghan.
Words squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Dad, if Tian Tian weren’t agile, if Zhang Ze hadn’t arrived in time, if there hadn’t been a last-minute change, what about Tian Tian? Would she still be able to live well?"
Mu Qinghan’s eyes showed a flicker of pain, but it was quickly hidden, his expression unusually indifferent and merciless, voice cold and stern.
"Haiyun and Tian Tian are both daughters of the Mu Family. What you mentioned didn’t happen; it’s just ’if’! Haiyun might have been momentarily confused. Talk to her properly once she’s home!"
Mu Yi listened, staggered back two steps.
"Dad, at this point, you still want to protect her?"
Mu Qinghan shook his head, although aged, his voice remained strong and powerful.
"You’re wrong, Mu Yi. I’m not protecting Haiyun alone, but the current Mu Family can’t withstand such turmoil!"
Mu Yi listened and snorted in disdain.
"I don’t care about the Mu Family; I only want Tian Tian to live a peaceful, happy life, healthy and carefree!"
"Mu Yi!"
Mu Qinghan’s voice was extremely cold, watching Mu Yi with a look of unprecedented disappointment.
"As a bloodline of the Mu Family, how can you say such irresponsible things?"