"You two... don't trust an old man like me... This Xiaomu is my most beloved grandson... Even if it means harming myself, I wouldn't harm him... This girl, really nice... Our Xiaomu should cherish her!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Dad, you're right!"
...
Qin Mu walked into the living room and heard the three of them chatting warmly and enthusiastically.
Qin Mu's dark eyes were filled with sternness... He looked at the old man, his expression serious.
"Grandpa, I have something to ask you..."
Old Master Qin, sharp-eyed, saw the red handprint on Qin Mu's cheek and his expression changed slightly.
"You brat, how come you came back alone? Where's the girl Mu Wan? Didn't she come back with you..."
Seeing Qin Mu, the old man lost some enthusiasm and kept looking behind Qin Mu.
His attention... was entirely focused on whether Mu Wan had come.
Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu looked at the old man and then pressed his thin lips together, speaking seriously: "Grandpa... why did Mu Wan marry me back then?"
