A handsome face, dressed in a black suit, with long legs in perfect proportion, Mu Xiaojiu strode in.
He walked into the side hall and sat down next to Mu Xiaoyao.
Several younger generation members immediately greeted him respectfully: "Uncle."
That demeanor had a bit more respect compared to earlier with Mu Xuri.
A fleeting look of displeasure flashed in Mu Xuri's eyes, and he said loudly, "Everyone's here, serve the dishes."
The servants immediately responded and rushed to the kitchen to bring out the dishes.
Mu Dongyu glanced at Mu Xuri and said grumpily, "Xuri, just announce whatever you want quickly."
He really didn't want to see these two sons anymore; if it weren't for Mu Xuri notifying him of something important to announce, he wouldn't have wanted to come.
Every time he saw these two brats, he was almost infuriated to death!
Mu Xuri smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter, big brother? What's the rush?"
