Reborn in the ’70s: Remarried to a Cold Army Officer, My Ex Regrets It Bitterly
Reborn in the ’70s: Remarried to a Cold Army Officer, My Ex Regrets It Bitterly Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Mother Mu’s hand, which was holding the doorknob, finally let go. She squatted down sadly.

If she hadn’t heard what her younger son said today, she truly wouldn’t have known any of this. She and her husband had been so busy with work that in the past, they could hardly even find time to have meals with their children.

Later, when they brought Chu Wei into the family, worried that she might overthink things, the couple made a point of coming home whenever possible to have meals with the children.

They thought they had taken good care of her, but they hadn’t realized they had overlooked so much.

From outside the door came Mu Bei Wang’s voice.

“Brother, can’t you really see the way your friends treat Chu Wei? They treat her badly because you don’t value her at all—so they follow your lead and look down on her too.”

Mu Bei Wang looked at his silent, head-bowed older brother and let out a small laugh. “Among your friends, only Brother Zi An spoke up for Chu Wei and said that what you and Xu Xueqing did was wrong. He’s the only one who supports your engagement with Chu Wei—but that’s because of Chu Wei, not because of you.”

“You don’t value the engagement with her, so your friends think you’ll never marry her. Even if you do, they think it’ll only be because you were forced into it.”

“Brother, there are plenty of men out there, and many are better than you. Don’t think you’re the only one Chu Wei could ever choose. Just wait—when Dad comes back, this engagement will definitely be annulled.”

Mu Bei Wang didn’t believe for a second that his parents’ regard for Xia Chu Wei had escaped his brother’s notice.

Mu Bei Chen’s eyes turned red. He had never thought that his unintentional actions would hurt her. “I’ll explain everything to Chu Wei—it was just a misunderstanding.”

“The engagement won’t be called off. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

Hearing this, Mu Bei Wang let out a mocking laugh. His brother was thinking far too simply. Even setting aside whether Chu Wei would forgive him, their parents were unlikely to trust him again.

Meanwhile, after a meeting ended, Mu Jun Ze was about to head home, walking out of the conference room with his colleagues.

Zhou Lin suddenly turned to him and asked curiously, “Jun Ze, I heard your Bei Chen and Chu Wei are planning to get married. Is that true?”

The question made Mu Jun Ze’s heart tighten.

He remembered how Chu Wei had suddenly asked to cancel the engagement yesterday, and he felt a twinge of worry.

However, thinking about how deeply Chu Wei loved Bei Chen, he still nodded. “Mm, yes.”

As long as Chu Wei was happy. If that unfilial son dared not to marry her, then he could forget about being his son.

Mu Jun Ze then added, “I’ve already had someone pick an auspicious date. The fifteenth of next month is a good day. In a few days, I’ll send out invitations—you must come to the wedding.”

Zhou Lin quickly replied, “Of course, of course! Your son marrying Xia Sheng’s daughter—that’s such an important occasion, there’s no way we’d miss it.”

Standing nearby, Gu Lin silently looked up at Mu Jun Ze but ultimately said nothing.

After all, his son really hadn’t acted very honorably in this matter.

It was better not to comment, otherwise if his son ended up failing to win the girl, things would get awkward.

Something occurred to Mu Jun Ze, and he turned to Gu Lin. “Old Gu, there’s something I’d like your help with.”

Gu Lin nodded. “Go ahead, what is it?”

“It’s just… Chu Wei’s family is just her alone. I was wondering if, when the time comes, you could let her ‘leave from’ your house. You had the best relationship with Xia Sheng, and you watched Chu Wei grow up—so you could act as her family for the wedding.”

“It’s just for show—I don’t want people to look down on her. Don’t worry, the dowry and betrothal gifts will all be prepared by our Mu family. What do you think?” Mu Jun Ze looked at him in a tone of negotiation.

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