Beauty and the Beasts Chapter 1582 - Young Eagle Brings Someone Home

Chapter 1582: Young Eagle Brings Someone Home

Bai Qingqing was browsing through Weibo at the dining table with two eagle brothers seated next to her, one on each side. They were eating on duck feet while talking to their mommy about their feelings toward the school. They righteously wanted to help Mu Ya hide his “secret” of “falling in love at a young age”.
Bai Qingqing said, “It’s good that you’re used to it. I hope that you guys don’t regret it. Third Year of high school is very tiring.”
“I already have the vague feeling that it isn’t good. Mom, can I not go anymore?” Mu Tian asked with anticipation.
Bai Qingqing replied coldly, “No!”
Mu Tian instantly felt depressed and continued chewing on the duck feet.
Their zoo’s popularity was still on the top of Weibo, and they were all negative reviews that kept on asking them to execute the white tiger. Some people tried to speak fairly but were soon drowned by all the other posts.
These posts were clearly the work of water armies. Bai Qingqing could only feel emotional over that man’s strong will despite his predicament. He was already behind bars, but he still hired a bunch of water armies to distort the truth.
These water armies wouldn’t affect people with proper perspectives, but they seriously influenced the adolescents and people who were easily swayed. It influenced them quite a bit, and the zoo’s business wasn’t as good as before.
“Howl!” Wen Ze was also looking at his phone, and he felt so angry that he chewed on it.
Bai Qingqing kicked him. “If it gets spoiled, I won’t get a new one for you.”
“Uhh~” Wen Ze released his grip, feeling aggrieved. He then lay on the ground, refusing to move.
Feeling amused, Bai Qingqing rubbed his back with her foot. “It’s fine. Although what that man is doing can’t really hurt you, mommy will clear your name and drive him to death by anger while I’m at it.”
“Howl?” Wen Ze looked over with an inquiring gaze.
“But I’ll need your cooperation.” Bai Qingqing’s tone was different, her gaze having an amused smile.
Wen Ze felt that things weren’t right and started to hesitate.
Suddenly, Wen Ze’s nose twitched and he perked his ears, turning his head to look around.
Bai Qingqing was about to ask him what it was when Mu Ya’s voice suddenly rang out from outside. “I’m home.”
He walked in with spotted black clothes and the scent of soil on him. Wen Ze turned his head away in despise, then ran upstairs.
“Don’t go up. Take a video with me later on.” Bai Qingqing called out but didn’t manage to stop her son.
Seeing Mu Ya’s battered state, she quickly went over to take a look. “Why did you get yourself into this state?”
Mu Ya took a look at Wen Ze, who had run upstairs. He quickly said, “I got it dirty by accident. Mom, I’ll be going upstairs to change.”
After saying that, he ran off too.
Bai Qingqing looked at the empty space in front of her, feeling a little disappointed.
Her sons had grown up and were no longer within her control. As expected, daughters were better and more considerate.
With more people at home, the villa started to feel cramped. The young tigers and eagles still didn’t have their own rooms. When they came home occasionally, they’d sleep with their fathers on the second floor.
When Wen Ze passed by Muir’s room, he suddenly paused and turned to look toward the door.
Why did he smell another stench?
He soon let this matter go. Because Mu Ya had dashed upstairs and was standing by the door.
“Is anything the matter?” he asked.
Wen Ze let out a snuff to express his dissatisfaction toward his smell and then ran back to his daddy’s room.
Mu Ya heaved a sigh of relief. He opened a small gap through the door and slipped in.
Swooshing water sounds came from the room. Mu Ya paused, suddenly feeling uneasy.
The sound of the water stopped, and the uneasiness grew even stronger.
“Can you lend me a set of clothes?”
Shen Yin’s hesitant and unsettled voice rang out from the bathroom.
Mu Ya immediately dashed toward the closet, opening it up with great force. The closet door slapped onto his head, making a loud thud.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s… it’s nothing,” Mu Ya replied with a solemn expression, then dug out a set of sportswear.