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Chapter 673: It’s Not for You to Reject

It was eloquently written:

The chopped sandalwood was placed along the dry river banks; in the river the water was clear.

If you had not sown the seeds, how would you reap its fruit?

If you had not hunted, where would you have gotten your raccoon?

A gentleman does not seek a free meal!

The chopped sandalwood was placed along the dry river banks; in the river the water was clear.

If you had not sown the seed, what rights do you have to the fruit?

If you had not hunted, where would you have gotten your wild badger?

A gentleman does not seek a free meal!

The chopped sandalwood was placed along the dry river banks; in the river the water was clear.

If you had not sown the seed, what rights do you have to the fruit?

If you had not hunted, where would you have gotten your quail?

A gentleman does not seek a free meal!

The handwriting was neat and strong, and the end of each stroke was as though it fluttered in the wind. It was rather elegant.

Li Beinian picked it up and ran her fingers against the back of the paper. She realized that she could feel the pressure exerted on every written word.

Almost at the same time, she picked up the photograph and made a comparison.

Although the words on the objects were different, the style and strokes were similar.

A person’s writing is a reflection of himself.

Not many people could write such words.

Li Beinian asked, “Li Haoran’s handwriting?”

Mu Xichen was silent and shook his head.

“This is obviously written by the same person. If it wasn’t Li Haoran, then who wrote on this photo? Why was it hidden in the drawer by Li Haoran? This has to be my mother, no mistake about it.”

Li Beinian’s last sentence was very firm.

The woman in the photo bore a strong resemblance to Li Beinian.

Besides, Li Beinian had seen this photo in her previous lifetime. In fact, when she peeked at it in her previous lifetime, she had not been caught by Li Haoran.

Li Haoran had flown into a rage and snatched the photo back. He even gave her a tight slap and scolded her.

Li Beinian couldn’t remember exactly the details.

At that time, she thought that Li Haoran was furious because she had disrespected her mother’s photo.

However, it was only later that she found out, Li Haoran wouldn’t even look at the photo.

For this reason, Li Beinian had the thought of stealing the photo in this lifetime.

True enough, Li Haoran did not discover it at all.

And now, all the clues laid out before her were telling her that these words weren’t written by Li Haoran.

Li Beinian thought for a while and said, “Could these have been written by my mother?”

She subconsciously looked down at the photo in her hand. The words on it were written with thin, vigorous, and powerful strokes.

She has long eyebrows and a slim waist.

Her bare face is like a Spring breeze, her smile is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Could she have written these words herself?

It was impossible.

She lifted her head to look at Mu Xichen. However, he put away the papers and said, “It’s a secret for now.”

“What? Why do you have to keep it a secret from me?” Li Beinian held his hand down. “Just tell me whose handwriting it is. It wouldn’t matter, right?”

“It might be your father’s,” Mu Xichen said faintly as he stared at her. “But we can’t be sure now.”

Li Beinian had already expected this, but her heart wavered to suddenly hear it.

Mu Xichen put it away and looked down at her hand. “I’ll help you keep it.”

He took the photo and placed it together with the document.

“You too suspect that Li Haoran isn’t my biological father?” Li Beinian couldn’t help but asked. “You know who my father is, right?”

Although Grandpa had emphasized to her more than once about Li Haoran’s relationship with her, after all that had happened, she had long suspected it. Li Haoran never seemed to treat her as his own daughter.

During the early days of her rebirth, she did look up to him as a father.

However, as time passed, she eventually gave up on him.

Now, almost everyone knew about their father-daughter relationship. It was only in name.

Mu Xichen shook his head lightly in response to her question and said, “I don’t know for now. Let’s go to sleep.”

He didn’t seem to want to talk too much.

Li Beinian knew that she wouldn’t get anywhere, if he was determined not to say it.

Feeling a little stifled, Li Beinian watched as he walked out again. She turned around angrily and laid down, then turned out the lights in the room.

When Mu Xichen returned, he realized that it was pitch black.

He turned out the other lights and got onto the bed quietly, hugging her from behind.

Li Beinian’s back was to him and her eyes were shut.

Mu Xichen kissed the side of her face and whispered, “Are you asleep?”

Li Beinian did not respond.

Mu Xichen moved his lips downwards and his hand moved from her waist to her chest.

Li Beinian stopped his hand and said, “I’m asleep.”

“You haven’t recovered?” Mu Xichen’s voice was faint and his voice raised and then fell again.

Li Beinian was indeed exhausted the past few days. She had to fight a lawsuit and attend all sorts of banquets. In the last two days, she had to do photo shoots and promotional posters.

However, because Grandpa was coming, Li Beinian squeezed out some time to decorate his room and pick out a gift for him. In order to let him have a better impression of her, she sought advice from some older women in the circle whom she was close to. She was as busy as a spinning top.

But there was indeed nothing going on today.

Mu Xichen had been holding it in for a while, but now he couldn’t bear it anymore and reached out to touch her waist.

Li Beinian was ticklish and shrank back, saying, “No, I have to wake up early tomorrow to have breakfast with Grandpa. Let’s sleep early.”

Mu Xichen glanced at the time displayed on the bedside table.

It was 11 pm.

After a moment of silence, he shut his eyes and hugged her.

Li Beinian couldn’t get to sleep.

Her mind was on that poem.

What sort of person likes to write poetry?

The writing was beautiful, uninhibited, and firm.

She was kept awake by the thought of it.

Suddenly, there was someone on top of her. Li Beinian let out a moan.

Mu Xichen pushed her hair aside, sealed his lips over hers as his hand started to explore.

Li Beinian initially wanted to reject him, but Mu Xichen’s was obviously getting more skilful at this. Soon, Li Beinian was completely aroused.

The man was exceptionally passionate today. Li Beinian panted as she held onto him, her mind blank.

After it was over, Li Beinian was too tired for trivial thoughts and fell asleep.

During this period of time, she had been exhausted and slept soundly.

However, she had a dream today.

In her dream, she was sitting in a large, ancient European-style living room.

There was a woman sitting in front of her. Her face could not be seen clearly. She was about 30 to 40 years old and looked at her with a stony expression.

She said, “Since you’re home, you’re the first heir. You have to shoulder the responsibility that belongs to you and it’s not for you to reject.”