Chapter 827: After 3, 2, 1, it’s too late for regrets, Miss Bai has arrived. Chapter 827: After 3, 2, 1, it’s too late for regrets, Miss Bai has arrived. Since Ji Shaojun returned, the Mu Family had been doing better and better.

Seeing hope, Mu Zhendong became even more eager to restore the Mu Family to its former glory.

When the Mu Family was in decline, there was no infighting, but now, in its period of ascent, Mu Zhendong’s confidence had soared, making him the second in command of the Mu Family.

The younger members of the Mu Family all saw hope, and Mu Zhendong was not content with the present benefits, his ambition beginning to swell.

He wanted to use Xiaoqi to exchange for the greatest benefits.

“Uncle, watch your words!” Mu Yining stood up, her expression cold and stern.

At her side, Ji Shaojun’s face showed no change.

Not until after Mu Zhendong left did Mu Yining apologetically look towards Ji Shaojun, “Shaojun, I will handle Ren Wanxuan’s matter well, as for Xiaoqi…”

“Xiaoqi listens to Alian,” Ji Shaojun narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on the light and shadows outside, his voice also weakened, “He won’t return to the Mu Family.”

Mu Yining didn’t speak again; she just felt worried inside.

In the past, Ren Wanxuan was willing to return to the Mu Family, but now neither Bai Lian nor Xiaoqi would come back.

Bai Lian could slowly be persuaded, but Mu Yining had to deal with the Mu Family’s side of things as soon as possible.

She sent Ji Shaojun out the door.

Twenty years ago, the Mu Family was also a family with large assets. A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. It was beyond his expectations that Bai Lian wouldn’t return, but now Ji Shaojun was saying Xiaoqi wouldn’t return either.

“The uncle has gone to meet with the Gao Family,” Assistant Wang looked at Mu Yining and expressed his concern, “I don’t know if this time will be successful…”

This year, the Mu Family had only one major project, targeting this heavy industry.

“The Gao Family…” Mu Yining’s gaze grew deeper, “Cooperating with them is like making a deal with a tiger for its skin.”

When the Jiang Family ran into trouble, the Gao Family was the first one who wanted to take over parts of the Jiang Family’s enterprises.

Assistant Wang nodded, then seemed to recall something, “Will that Xiaoqi really not return to the Mu Family?”

“They think differently from you,” Mu Yining said softly.

Ji Shaojun had stayed in the Mu Family for a time when he was very young, and had been taught by Mu Xiangguang. He came back because he still felt a sense of responsibility for the Mu Family.

But Bai Lian and Xiaoqi truly had none.

Mu Yining was by now quite familiar with Bai Lian, and to her, the Mu Family might not be as important as a classmate from Xiangcheng.

“Find the butler. Organize a meeting with the uncle tonight,” she stood at the door for a while before speaking up, “And also, prepare for me to go to the hospital.”

**
Xiaoqi hadn’t been discharged from the hospital yet.

He had just come out for a bit of indulgence during the court appearance the day before, and after the nurse in the ward had been anxious all day, he finally returned.

He needed half a month more of convalescence.

When Mu Yining arrived, Ren Jiawei was standing in the hospital corridor. She didn’t know how long she had been there, not entering the ward, and Mu Yining greeted Ren Jiawei before going in.

Upon entering, she leisurely peeled an apple for Xiaoqi and talked about the recent developments with Xun Chun.

Xun Chun had joined a program at the Chinese Medicine University, which would add more traditional Chinese medicine expertise to Xun Chun in the future.

“Professor Wen wants either Doctor He or Doctor Liu to give a lecture this month,” Xun Chun reported on Xun Chun’s recent status, “The university will arrange for journalists to follow up.”

In a year’s time, Xun Chun had been recognized by the broad masses of people, with very strong public credibility.

Xiaoqi’s bed head was raised, and his head was wrapped in gauze, his right hand hanging by his side with an IV drip, “Let Doctor Liu go.”

“I was thinking the same,” Xun Chun said as she slowly cut the apple into pieces and handed them to Xiaoqi, “Doctor Liu is a bit more handsome.”

Mu Yining had just entered and heard them talking about some “professor” and “doctor.” She looked at Xiaoqi with surprise.

Did she hear “professor”?

Mu Yining was a bit puzzled and even doubted if she had heard wrong.

She did not mention the matter of Xiaoqi returning to the Mu Family and only stayed in the ward for a while to chat with Xiaoqi. Before leaving, she said to him, “I just saw Jiawei standing all by herself in the corridor.”

After Mu Yining left.

Xiaoqi took a piece of apple, remained silent for a long while, then finally said, “Sister Xun Chun, let her come in.”

**
Sunday.

Bai Lian got up early for a morning run.

When she returned in her sportswear, Ji Heng had already gotten up, and there was soup stewing in the kitchen pot.

He and Shen Qing took turns visiting Xiaoqi these past two days.

Ren Wanxuan and Xiaoqi were the least familiar with each other, but Ji Heng and Shen Qing obviously got along very well with Xiaoqi. The readily uttered “aunt” and “grandpa” from Xiaoqi’s mouth weren’t fake.

Bai Lian opened the door to room 103, dressed in sportswear, black sneakers, with her hair tied back in a ponytail that fell over her chest from the left, casually leaning against the doorframe.

She watched as Ji Heng served up a bowl of soup and then went to water the flowers in the yard.