Year after year, it's accumulated and settled down, and in the end, he's been a bit impatient.
Always wanting to compete with Lu Yin...
After a while, Jiang Xun came in and took away his phone.
"Third Young Master, do you want to speak with the President…" Jiang Xun cautiously suggested while observing his expression.
Keeping him locked up this way isn't a solution.
The date of the Third Young Madam's surgery was approaching, and if he was still locked in the confinement room, how could he accompany her by then?
Moreover, even if he didn't say it, Jiang Xun could feel that he really wanted to be with the Third Young Madam in the hospital.
Most likely, the Third Young Madam felt the same.
Mu Jingxi smiled, his eyes deep and complex, as he leaned against the chair back, "Uncle already knows. He's forcing me to compromise."
Either give up his military identity, or… hand over Qiao An.
He thought his uncle wouldn't be so cruel to him, but unexpectedly…
