Lu Haoran had long shed his nonchalant demeanor. He strode over and earnestly discussed, "Han Yu, let's talk properly. Uncle will help you with anything."
"Yes, Han Yu, calming down is the first step to solving problems." Whatever could make this child so angry was clearly no small matter.
"Who is Ji Anlan? And what is her relationship to you?" Lan Han Yu knew his state was unstable, but he couldn't control it now, nor did he want to.
Xuan Mohan was startled. A relationship with that woman, Ji Anlan? A hint of disgust instantly clouded his brow. "She's just adopted by Mom and Dad. She has nothing to do with me."
Nothing to do with him? He wished it were so, but what had he seen? Without their consent, would Ji Anlan dare to post it?
He glared fiercely at Xuan Mohan, looking at the man who was their biological father. If he dared to abandon his mother, he would never be recognized by them, and he would make him know regret for the rest of his life.
Seeing Han Yu's fierce, almost wild wolf-like gaze, as if Xuan Mohan were his mortal enemy, Xuan Mohan felt a pang of heartache.
He treated the children as his own. For the most intelligent Lan Han Yu to harbor such hatred towards him struck him profoundly.
He would stand against the world but not lose his children, much less become their enemy.
"Your father has always disliked Ji Anlan. Whatever happened, can we sit down and talk?" Mu Jingxuan remained gentle.
Perhaps it was Mu Jingxuan's gentle tone, or perhaps it was the word "disliked," or perhaps he wanted justice for his mother, Lan Han Yu walked into the room.
He tossed his phone onto the sofa, his tone still sharp, "See for yourself!"
The three men were curious about what had caused the usually unemotional child to be so angry. They stepped forward and picked up the phone.
When Xuan Mohan saw the electronic wedding invitation on the phone, he was consumed by rage, but he suppressed it. He turned back, patient and gentle. "Dad is not marrying Ji Anlan. I will only marry one person, and that is your mother. No one can replace her."
His little one's mother? Mo wanted to marry her? Then what about Lan Qianqian?
Lan Han Yu didn't quite believe him. "Are you telling the truth?"
Xuan Mohan replied very seriously, "Dad promises."
"Fine. I'll give you one chance. Handle it yourself. If you can't handle it, I'll take Mom and leave."
After delivering his threat, Lan Han Yu snatched his phone back and left.
Good heavens, the little guy was so brave. Not many dared to confront Mo. Lu Haoran trembled. From now on, one could offend anyone but this child.
"Lan Han Yu is young, but he has such presence. I wonder who his biological father is to have produced such an outstanding son." Lu Haoran couldn't help but sigh.
Then he received another cold stare. This one, too, was not to be trifled with. Lu Haoran hugged his arms.
"Remember, he is my son, and only mine." With that, he strode out.
"This Lan Han Yu cannot be underestimated in the future."
They say a child's future can be seen at three years old. This child's potential was immeasurable. It was their first time feeling threatened by a child. Clearly, Lan Han Yu was a promising prospect. If he were nurtured now, then…
Xuan Mohan wasn't thinking that far ahead. In his eyes, the child's happiness was paramount. But today, the child was so angry, and he had caused it. If he was unhappy, then no one else would have it easy.
With that thought, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xuan Mohan's eyes.
Driving at breakneck speed, he overtook several cars. Upon arriving at the old residence, before even entering, he roared, "Where is Ji Anlan? Have her get over here!"
Seeing their young master so enraged, all the servants lowered their heads and avoided him. The young master's fury was terrifying.
Only Aunt Zhang saw this and her eyes held a hint of heartache. "My young master, why are you so angry? Come sit down. I'll have someone call Miss down."
A nearby servant whispered, "Miss Ji went out not long ago."
Fine, fine, very good. Xuan Mohan let out a laugh of extreme anger.
Just then, Luo Qinlan and Xuan Hongyi, hearing the commotion from upstairs, came down. They guessed it was probably about that matter, and indeed, it was.
"Did you two arrange the marriage?" That's right, Ji Anlan wouldn't dare make such a decision on her own.
"You never had your own opinion on marriage, and you disagreed with what your mother said, so we had to arrange it for you."
Fearing Xuan Mohan would blame his wife, Xuan Hongyi took the responsibility.
Xuan Mohan's eyes turned cold. "So, you went ahead and finalized the marriage without even notifying me? Or do you think I'm just a pawn to be manipulated at will?" By the end, Xuan Mohan couldn't control the increase in his tone. How could they decide on his marriage without his consent?
Hearing Xuan Mohan's somewhat hurtful words, Luo Qinlan also became a little angry. "What's wrong with Anlan? She has good conditions, and she's liked you since she was a child. Why are you always so disgusted by her?"
She couldn't stand it anymore. Anlan had followed Mo Han since childhood, and she had seen all the effort she made to be worthy of him. How was she not suitable for Mo Han? He didn't like anyone else, so why couldn't he accept Anlan?
"Is she worthy? If you continue to arrange my marriage without my consent, then you can consider me as having no son." He hated having his life controlled by others the most, even his own parents.
Since they could make decisions behind his back, they shouldn't blame him for not being polite.
After speaking, he looked towards the corner of the second floor. "Tongtong, Lexuan, come down."
He had noticed the two little heads by the staircase on the second floor long ago.
The two little ones hung their heads. They had already heard that their father was going to marry another woman, which meant he would no longer be their father.
When the little ones approached, he took their hands and left without looking back.
"Hongyi, what has Mo Han become like now?" Luo Qinlan said, clutching her chest, her voice filled with sorrow. He was a piece of flesh from her body. His words were like digging into her heart!
"Don't be angry, okay? I'll find time to talk to Mo Han." Xuan Hongyi embraced his wife and comforted her.
But Xuan Mohan was also not feeling any better. If he hadn't fallen in love with Lan Qianqian, he wouldn't have been so angry if they had done this. But now, he couldn't tolerate it at all.
Moreover, Han Yu was very angry with him today, which made him feel terrible. He had lost his trust.
"Uncle, are you going to marry another woman?" Lan Tongtong asked a bit dejectedly after they exited the old residence. She was truly sad.
Hearing the little girl had even changed her address, Xuan Mohan felt even worse.
"No, Daddy won't marry another woman. Daddy will only marry your Mommy. Daddy will always be your Daddy, not someone else's, okay?"
Lan Tongtong's mood improved slightly, but as long as they weren't married, she wouldn't feel secure.