Chapter 437 - She Will Accompany Me on the Battlefield (1/2)

He had really come today about this matter. When he’d first heard about it, he’d thought that he’d heard wrong, and he’d sent someone to investigate it.

After all, a woman who could win over his son must be extraordinary.

But, unexpectedly, he’d discovered she was still a minor.

Originally, he’d thought that perhaps he’d had to worry about his son’s s.e.xual orientation, but now at least he knows that he’s straight.

But for some reason he’s fancying a minor. What did he plan to do? Fool around until she’s of the right age?

Mu Chongli wasn’t old-fas.h.i.+oned and didn’t care about her family background. All he cared about was that Mu Feichi loved her.

This had been his promise to Mu Feichi’s mother. He wouldn’t interfere with Mu Feichi’s marriage. Mu Feichi would be free to choose by himself.

But what were they doing now? How could the president’s wife be used as a guinea pig?

“This has been the president’s decision. Just because you’re blind doesn’t mean he’s as shortsighted as you. If he wasn’t fully confident, would he have agreed to the operation? You know how much he cares about Aunt Weijun. It’s not your business, so what are you worried about?”

With a frown on his haughty, handsome face, Mu Feichi banged his cup down on the table. His face had a look of unwavering determination.

“I know better than you whether she has the capability and what the potential consequences could be. I’m not so stupid as to risk her life and the Mu family’s future.”

After standing up, he suddenly thought of something, and his expression darkened. “Also, let me remind you that if you ever dare lay hands on her, or my intelligence network receives information that you have investigated her, don’t blame me for terminating our father-son relations.h.i.+p.”

Gazing at his adult son, Mu Chongli reminded him with a sense of relief and helplessness, “Mu Feichi, you have a weakness now.”

“So what? She will be able to stand by my side some day and accompany me on the battlefield. What would I be fearful of?”

With a soft snort, Mu Feichi glanced at his father. Although he saw that he now had gray hair, after so many years of this cold war between them, he no longer knew how to express filial affection for his father.

Upon hearing this, Mu Chongli looked at him with some surprise. “Are you willing to let her go on the battlefield?”

“My woman isn’t a fragile little greenhouse flower. This was destined, so don’t you worry about it.”

Turning his head, he glanced at the butler, who had come out of the kitchen, and said airily, “It’s snowing, so please return to your house. If you want to stay, ask the butler to clean up the guest room. I won’t be accompanying you any longer.”