Chapter 102

“Mr. Chu, I sincerely apologize for ruining your good mood!”

Wu Tianhao’s attitude made Qin Xiaomeng widen her eyes in disbelief at what was unfolding before her.

The Wu family was currently the largest commercial dynasty in Jiangzhou City, and Wu Tianhao was its present head. Yet, he showed such deference to Chu Tianhe?

What on earth was going on?

Qin Xiaomeng’s beautiful eyes flickered with surprise as she looked toward Chu Tianhe. Before she could speak, Chu Tianhe’s slightly cold voice cut in first: “Wu Tianhao, it’s been a few days. How has young master been?”

He responded to Wu Tianhao’s apology with a skeptical brow raised and a question of his own.

Knowing full well what he was implying, Chu Tianhe’s words instantly chilled Wu Tianhao to the bone, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

“Xiaopeng… Xiaopeng suddenly had a heart attack and passed away,” Wu Tianhao said in a low voice, his expression blank.

“Losing a child is the greatest sorrow. My condolences, Mr. Wu. May you find peace in time,” Chu Tianhe said as he cradled Yao Yao, waving his hand gently. “You seem deeply distressed—perhaps overwhelmed by grief. If you ever feel lonely, I can help reunite you with your son.”

In an instant, Wu Tianhao’s face drained of color.

“Mr. Chu, I…”

Wu Tianhao’s trembling lips betrayed his anxiety, leaving him at a loss for words.

“Daddy, when can we go to the rooftop to touch the moon?”

Just then, Yao Yao’s innocent voice whispered into Chu Tianhe’s ear. She raised her small hand, pointing at the full moon in the sky. “Daddy, the moon is so big and round tonight, just like a creamy cookie!”

“Is that so?” Hearing his daughter’s tender voice, Chu Tianhe’s face softened into a gentle smile. “Then I’ll take you to the rooftop to see if the moon really looks like a creamy cookie tonight.”

“Yay! Yay!”

Yao Yao clapped happily, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Chu Tianhe paid no further attention to Wu Tianhao. Cradling Yao Yao, he headed toward the entrance of the Tianhong Building. Qin Xiaomeng cast an apologetic smile at Wu Tianhao before turning to follow Chu Tianhe, saying, “Brother-in-law, the Tianhong Building has been rented out by the Mu family today. We can’t get in!”

“Brother-in-law, slow down! Wait for me! I told you, we can’t get in!”

Qin Xiaomeng hurried after Chu Tianhe’s footsteps until they reached the entrance of the Tianhong Building.

Just as Qin Xiaomeng had said, the entire Tianhong Building had been reserved by the Mu family. At the entrance stood a dozen or so guards maintaining order—all formidable ancient martial artists lined up in a formidable display.

At this moment, since the banquet had not yet begun, no one was allowed inside.

A crowd of business magnates waited outside, each wearing a look of hopeful anticipation, thinking that gaining entry would help them forge ties with the Mu family and pave a smooth path in their commercial endeavors.

“Qin Xiaomeng?”

“She actually came here?”

Among the crowd, Manager Zhang from Senmao Group spotted Qin Xiaomeng immediately, as well as Chu Tianhe holding the child.

Hearing this, the chairman of Senmao Group also turned his gaze toward Qin Xiaomeng, but his eyes settled on Chu Tianhe as he spoke, “Is he the one who made wild boasts at our company?”