From beginning to end, Mu Yan’s feelings towards the Zhuang Family were always faint.
Now seeing Old Sir Zhuang and Old Mrs. Zhuang in good health, she had nothing left to hold onto.
To these people, she might just be a sudden intruder; even if there were smiles on their faces, their hearts might not welco her.
She didn’t want to be aggrieved, nor would she let Jiang Jingheng be wronged.
So having no contact might be the best choice.
Zhuang Shaoyang looked at his daughter’s cold face and really wished he could dig a hole and bury Zhuang Jiaoyang. She was married, yet ca back every day to create havoc.
"Nuannuan, don’t speak out of anger," Liang Rong said with a frown, "Your aunt really didn’t do it on purpose."
Mu Yan looked at her with an expression of kindness and slightly curled her lips, "So, is the mistake mine? Should I be magnanimous, or would it an I don’t know how to appreciate kindness?"
"That’s not what I ant," Liang Rong said hastily.
"Then what do you an?" Mu Yan retorted.
Liang Rong was flustered, not knowing how to respond to her.
She looked at Zhuang Shaoyang, saying with grievance, "Shao Yang, Nuannuan misunderstood , that’s not what I ant."
Zhuang Shaoyang couldn’t be bothered to deal with her; wasn’t it chaotic enough?
Didn’t she know Nuannuan didn’t like her?
He looked at Mu Yan and said, "Nuannuan, don’t listen to your aunt’s nonsense. Don’t I know whether you’re my daughter? Don’t say such angry words."
"I’m not speaking out of anger."
Mu Yan walked over to Jiang Jingheng, holding his arm, looked at everyone in the living room, and said coldly, "If you want to use my relationship with you to slander my husband, I’d rather have no relationship with you from the beginning."
Everyone gasped, this temperant was really like Ah Ning’s.
But more surprisingly, she was actually married.
Zhuang Shaoyang already knew about her relationship with Jiang Jingheng and his face darkened.
His daughter defended this boy so fiercely that she was even willing to sever ties with family. If he had known earlier, he would never have agreed to them being together.
Ruan Xinyu had suspected for a while, so she wasn’t too surprised.
She glanced at her son and husband, seeing their calm appearances, clearly they had known about it all along.
Old Mrs. Zhuang couldn’t hear any of this, looking at her granddaughter, who was just speaking sweetly to her, suddenly turned into a stranger wanting to sever ties, she was overwheld with sadness.
She stood up, wanting to hold her granddaughter, and suddenly felt dizzy, falling backward.
"Mom!" Ruan Xinyu exclaid, quickly supporting Old Mrs. Zhuang.
Zhuang Zeyang and Zhuang Shaoyang rushed over to check on their mother’s condition, and the living room suddenly beca chaotic.
Mu Yan looked at Old Mrs. Zhuang, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.
She wanted to go over, but there were too many of Old Mrs. Zhuang’s children there for her to get through.
Suddenly, soone grasped her hand tightly, she looked at the man beside her and tried to force a smile, feeling more guilty than anything else.
It was because of her that he was insulted by these people.
And now grandma...
"Nuannuan, co here, your grandma is calling you," Zhuang Shaoyang suddenly shouted to Mu Yan.
Mu Yan looked over, seeing that Old Mrs. Zhuang was still conscious, just weak all over.
She let go of Jiang Jingheng’s hand, ran over, and crouched beside the sofa.
Old Mrs. Zhuang held her granddaughter’s hand and said softly, "Nuannuan, grandma knows you’ve been wronged ever since you ca back. Don’t be angry, okay?"
Mu Yan held the old woman’s withered hand, all those heartless words stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken.
She lowered her head, avoiding the old woman’s gaze.
Old Mrs. Zhuang, who was she, couldn’t see through her thoughts?
She hardened her heart and said, "Do you want grandma to kneel down and beg you?"
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