Chapter 839: Refused again

Ning Yuewei's reliance is mainly the old lady and the old Mr. Situ.
Mu Zi's reliance is Situ Yan and Chen Cailing.
But this couple alone is not enough. It is best to get another brother to be foolproof.
Mu Zi said: "In fact, the medical technology is very advanced now. Even if the ligation is done, no matter the length of time, as long as the vas deferens anastomosis is performed, the fertility function can be restored."
Situ Yan felt that the topic had shifted in an unbelievable manner, and discussed the issue of giving birth to a brother with his daughter in a serious manner...
Seeing that Situ Yan’s face was subtle, Mu Zi thought he was embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "I don’t have to force you to give birth to me a younger brother. You just kept saying sorry for me... I mean, if you really feel I feel guilty to me psychologically because I owe it. It's better to give birth to me with a younger brother. As for other compensation...I really don't need it for the time being."
"Understood." Situ Yan smiled helplessly.
The simple and rude understanding is: instead of putting on a guilty face, it is better to take some practical actions.
Give birth to a child...
He really needs a child. For Mu Zi, Chen Cailing, and himself, he must have a child.
Situ Yan thought about it carefully and found that this idea seemed ridiculous, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it should be.
Situ Yan left Mu Zi's room. He needed to discuss this matter with Chen Cailing.
As soon as he left, Mu Zi finally felt relieved. She was really afraid that Situ Yan would forcibly irrigate her belated fatherly love. Talking about love is more troublesome than talking about interests.
Mu Zi turned on the tablet and continued to browse recent news.
The news that the Presidential Villa was shocked, still ranked first in popularity.
The news photos have been mosaic-processed, and it is vaguely visible that the skull has rotted beyond recognition. The report claims that the forensic doctor has identified that the DNA is exactly the same as the wife of Chen Bei'an who died tragically two years ago.
Although Chen Beian was convicted and imprisoned, he never explained where the corpse's head was. Now, two years after the incident, the head suddenly appeared in the villa under the president's name, which will inevitably arouse heated discussion among the people.
Mu Zi browsed the news carefully, holding a pen, taking notes from time to time, and by the way sorted out the information he had recently collected.
It's hard alone.
There is no helper, no friends, or even a trustworthy person. It is really hard to rely on yourself for everything.
If he is still...
The pen in Mu Zi's hand paused slightly, and his brain went blank for a moment.
If he is still...
If he needs money, he will come with a cart of gold bars; if he needs to check information, he will catch a hacker at random; if he needs to hunt ghosts, he can easily find many mages.
He is such a person who has no rules, no reason, and omnipotence from the sky to the earth. He is a wicked person who is free from morality and law, but is her love...
If he was still there, she wouldn't be so difficult.
A drop of water stained the paper and smudged the ink under the pen.
Mu Zi slowly took a breath, as if she could force her tears away, she squeezed the paper in her hand into a ball, threw it into the waste paper basket, and wrote again.
There is nothing to cry.
When that person is not there, no matter how many tears she shed, it is just a meaningless volatilization of water, because no one will love her.
...
Mu Zi compiled the information late at night, and when she woke up the next day, she had already missed breakfast.
She slowly washed up and got up, went downstairs to see if she had anything to eat, and just walked down the stairs, she suddenly heard a bang from the dining room!
The sound was loud, like someone beating the tabletop angrily, and like the sound of a table and chair falling to the ground.
Mu Zi whispered to the servant not far away: "What happened?"
The servant also replied in a low voice: "Madam's younger brother refused Mr. Lister to defend him. He pleaded guilty and said that the head of the body was hidden in the villa in the western suburbs, and it has nothing to do with the president."