The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 66 One day, I will make you completely open your heart to me

Looking at the backs of the two people who left, Shang Junming sighed: "When will Uncle Mu come back? I am the deputy captain of his team, but he didn't even assign me any tasks, leaving me to stay in City B with nothing to do."

Princess Yan Shaohui held Mu Xin and sat on the sofa. She looked at the bruises on Shang Junming's eyes and comforted him, "Didn't you just say that you led a small group of people to fight with the people from City C and you were injured? Uncle Mu kept you for your own good. After all, you are the successor of the Shang family. He didn't dare to let you go out with him because he was afraid that something would happen to you again."

Shang Junming rubbed his hair. His hair, which was originally perfectly groomed, was now a little messy. "Sometimes I really feel that being the future helmsman of a noble family is as troublesome as it can be."

"If you want to wear the crown, you must first bear its weight. Before the end of the world, we have received too many favors under this halo. Now it is time to shoulder the responsibilities that come with this identity." Yan Shaohui was very open-minded.

Shang Junming is the youngest among them, so sometimes his thoughts can be a bit naive and childish.

Sometimes, the three of them led Shang Junming forward like an older brother teaching his younger brother.

So they are both brothers and friends to Shang Junming.

Shang Junming nodded, "Oh, I know. I see Mu Xin seems to be asleep, so do you plan to take Mu Xin to sleep in my private room or go back to Yan's house?"

"Let's go back. It's a bit inconvenient here."

After saying that, Yan Shaohui picked up the firewood, said goodbye to Shang Junming, and left with his men.

Yan Shaohui drove Mu Xin back to Yan's house, asked Uncle Wen to drive the car to the parking lot, and then he carried Mu Xin back home in his arms like a princess.

As soon as I entered the door, I ran into Commander Yan who was reading documents on the sofa.

"Dad, why are you back?"

Yan Shaohui raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise.

"There's nothing important to do at the headquarters today, so I went home early. What's Mu Xin doing?"

Yan Shaohui hugged Mu Xin tightly, then said to Yan Longping with a smile: "Xiao Xin is drunk."

"Then when Uncle Wen comes back, I'll ask him to cook you a bowl of hangover soup." Yan Longping then lowered his head and continued to read the documents.

Yan Shaohui was somewhat surprised at his father's normal attitude.

He thought his father would at least take a few days off, but it was only the second day, and he was so calm about accepting the fact that he brought his son-in-law home?

"If it wasn't the end of the world, I would have symbolically stopped it. But now it's hard for humans to even reproduce, why should I interfere and make everyone unhappy?" Yan Longping seemed to know what his son was thinking. He took a sip of tea and said.

Well... Awen's cooking skills have declined recently.

Yan Shaohui smiled secretly, "Yeah, that's true."

Yan Longping looked at Mu Xin who was sleeping peacefully in Yan Shaohui's arms and said, "But it seems that the Mu family kid hasn't accepted you yet."

What a stupid son you are. I, your father, won your mother over in one fell swoop and then had you as a natural result.

It is said that a good father will have a good son. But why has it taken you so long? More than half a year has passed and you still haven't made Mu Xin bear the Yan family's surname properly.

...Dad, can we not poke at your son's pain? Yan Shaohui complained in his heart.

Although he felt bitter in his heart, Yan Shaohui did not show any sadness on his face. "It's a matter of time."

"As a soldier, you must be efficient and make quick decisions," Yan Longping taught.

"I see."

After discussing the "father-son relationship" with Yan Longping, Yan Shaohui finally carried the firewood upstairs and returned to his bedroom.

Looking at Mu Xin's peaceful sleeping face, Yan Shaohui's fingers gently stroked the delicate facial features.

He also wanted to end the battle quickly and hold the beauty in his arms, but the reality was that he wanted Mu Xin to accept him slowly, and he didn't want to force Mu Xin into anything.

He believed that Mu Xin knew his feelings, but he was unwilling to force Mu Xin to accept him or answer the question of whether she was willing to be with him.

If you push too hard, Mu Xin will just retreat and completely disappear from your sight.

On the contrary, only if you relax in moderation can you have a chance to completely own the firewood.

Yan Shaohui would not do anything without confidence, and taking things by force was not his style.

Xiao Xin, one day, I will make you open your heart completely and accept me.

Yan Shaohui kissed Mu Xin's lips, lingered for a moment, then got up to serve Mu Xin some hangover soup.

Mu Xin turned over and continued to sleep soundly, unaware of what was happening outside the window.

When Yan Shaohui went downstairs, Commander Yan was no longer in the living room. After asking Uncle Wen, he found out that the headquarters seemed to have received an urgent document and he needed to go back and read it immediately.

_(:3ゝ∠)_The reality is that Commander Yan took some of the gossip he learned from his son and shared it with the old patriarchs of the First Family for fun.