Mu Yichen turned his head sharply after being hit on the back of his head, his gaze brimming with murderous intent.
Unlike the fury ignited by Qin Mu's provocations, this was a cold indifference, like that of a stranger.
Mu Qingxin instantly felt intimidated, her eyes instinctively lowering. She bit her lower lip lightly and slowly shifted her gaze to the television, holding her breath and controlling her heartbeat.
The living room fell into an eerie silence.
"If you dare act so disrespectfully again, don't bother coming back!"
Seeing that she had already backed down, Mu Yichen left her with a cold remark before walking away.
Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao, still in shock, were frightened by their daughter and son.
The atmosphere in the living room instantly turned sour, and after Mu Yichen left, tears began to well up in Mu Qingxin's eyes. It was the first time she had seen her brother so terrifying.
"Who curses their own brother and calls him a jerk? Honestly!"
