Mu Wan heard the old man's heartfelt words and softly murmured, "Old Master, I know you care deeply for him… Please sit down and talk to me, don't kneel anymore..."
"Mu Wan, girl, let me finish speaking."
Mu Wan looked at Qin Old Master's persistent and earnest demeanor. The words reached her lips, and she could only reply gently, "Alright, please go ahead."
"Alright..."
The old man started talking about his grandson. His eyes grew somewhat moist as he raised his gaze to meet Mu Wan's face in front of him, his voice hoarse.
"You've loved Qin Mu for so long, so you naturally know about Jian Ran, don't you? To be honest, this girl Jian Ran, I truly like her... But she doesn't love Qin Mu. If she did, they would've sparked long ago. After all this time, they still don't see eye to eye, which means they're only suited to be friends... or siblings."
Mu Wan clenched her small hands... Yes.
Back then, Jian Ran didn't choose Qin Mu.
