Chapter 1087
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Unlike in the past, the Mu family was bustling with activity today.
Mrs. Mu, who was out shopping with her friends, left the group of people behind and rushed home without saying anything. Chief Mu, who was supposed to be in the army, also rushed back by car.
The couple reached home almost at the same time.
"Honey, our son …" Mrs. Mu was agitated. On the way back, she was uneasy and her hand trembled as she held Chief Mu's.
Chief Mu held her hand and wanted to comfort her, but he realized that he was trembling as well.
He had never felt this way when he was out killing enemies. Now that his son, who had "died" many years ago, had reappeared, he panicked.
He was afraid that all of this was fake and that it was just a dream.
The couple walked into the house together. The butler, who had been waiting at the door, quickly walked over, his excitement and joy evident in his words.
"Master, Madam, Young Master is back!" The butler said excitedly, tears streaming down his face.
After all, he had watched Mu Han grow up. In his heart, Mu Han was like his own child.
The young life that they had felt sorry for had reappeared. How happy they were now!
"Really?" Mrs. Mu was still a little nervous.
The butler nodded.
However, the couple's mood became more and more excited.
They didn't even have time to change their shoes when they entered the house. They went straight to the living room.
The handsome and elegant man sat quietly on the sofa, like a painting.
He looked so unreal that they didn't even dare to speak.
In the end, Mrs. Mu couldn't help but say with a trembling voice, "Ah Han …"
Mu Han's hand froze when he heard the voice. Then he put down the cup and turned to look at his mother.
"Mom …" Mu Han thought he could remain calm, but in the end, the moment he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, as if something had stabbed his throat. At that moment, there seemed to be an indescribable pain.
"Dad …"
Mu Han spoke to Chief Mu again.
Hearing the familiar voice, Mrs. Mu quickly let go of Chief Mu's hand and ran to Mu Han excitedly.
"Son, it's really you!" Mrs. Mu was so emotional that she couldn't stop her tears.
How many days and nights had she hated herself for agreeing to let her son go to the army?
And to the frontline too.
If it wasn't for that, her son wouldn't have died a violent death. He wouldn't even have a corpse!
In the end, the heavens did not mistreat her and returned her son to her!
Mu Han hugged his mother. If his return was a form of consolation for Madam Mu, then to Mu Han, it was the most formless support!
Chief Mu looked at Mu Han. Although men shouldn't cry easily, at this moment, his eyes were still brimming with tears!
Chief Mu walked over and hugged the two of them.
…
When Tang Jinyu and Qi Mo rushed over, the family had just sat down at the dining table.
"Master, Young Master Tang and Young Master Qi are here," a servant reported.
Mu Han's hand holding the chopsticks froze for a moment, and then he smiled naturally.
"Butler, add two more bowls and chopsticks!" Chief Mu said happily.
Originally, the relationship between the three families had always been very good. Even the events of the past did not harm the relationship between the three families.
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