Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 926: I’m Not a Rotten Egg with Cracks

After dinner, He Jinxuan took Xinyan out the door.

The alley was quiet, and the two of them didn’t let go of each other’s hand.

Once out of the alley, no matter how reluctant He Jinxuan was, he obediently let go of her hand. Even though they were engaged, certain things still needed attention.

After all, it concerned Yanyan’s reputation, which couldn’t be taken lightly.

They chatted and made their way to school.

Unexpectedly, they saw Mu Haoming at the school entrance.

Mu Haoming was being pestered by Xue Hongjuan, and was so irritated he wanted to curse.

If it weren’t for his grandfather asking him to deliver a hand-copied dical book to Xinyan, he wouldn’t be waiting here.

But, as feared, the mont Xue Hongjuan got out of the car, she saw him.

This woman was like a fly, ugh, he wasn’t a "bad egg with cracks" after all.

Seeing Xinyan approach, his eyes lit up with joy, "Xinyan, finally I see you."

He originally wanted to shake off this annoying pest, Xue Hongjuan, but instead brought her eye daggers upon Xinyan.

Standing beside Xinyan, He Jinxuan’s face darkened as well. He’d seen Mu Haoming at Mr. Du’s place, but hearing him talk made him want to punch soone.

Mu Haoming also realized his excitent affected his words, causing so misunderstanding, and quickly clarified, "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t explain clearly."

While speaking, he glanced at He Jinxuan, "My grandfather asked to bring the book to Xinyan."

Both of them looked at the book he was holding.

Then they exchanged a glance.

Xinyan smiled softly, "How has Mr. Mu been lately? When will he return to the Capital?"

Mu Haoming responded to Xinyan’s question, "My grandfather is doing well. He hasn’t returned to the Capital yet; this book was asked to be brought back days ago, and he instructed over the phone to give it to you."

He added, "My grandfather has completely given up on us now."

Others might not understand, but Xinyan naturally did. The Mu Family had many descendants, yet none wanted to inherit Mr. Mu’s legacy.

This matter had caused Mr. Mu quite a bit of anger.

Mr. Mu had tried to force them to learn, but none had the talent. Only his granddaughter Mu Sisi learned a bit and managed to handle so basic dicine, but not much beyond that.

Nowadays, Mr. Mu had co to terms, realizing that each generation has its own fortunes. Even if he forces them, it’s useless if they’re not cut out for studying dicine.

Ever since his friend took on a final disciple, he wanted to find one to compete, but luck wasn’t on his side.

However, Xinyan was truly soone he liked a lot, and being soone who takes things seriously, finding no suitable final disciple, he focused on Xinyan.

At first, he had so hidden intentions, but after interacting, he let go of them, leaving everything to fate.

While out of town helping an old friend with health issues, he happened upon an ancient dical book, quickly copied it, and had soone bring it back.

Xinyan naturally wouldn’t refuse and accepted it with a smile, "Thank Mr. Mu for . When he’s back, I’ll go and give him so fruit wine I brewed myself."

Mu Haoming nodded with a light smile, "If my grandfather knew, he’d be delighted."

Xinyan really had an extraordinary talent in dicine. His grandfather often complinted her to them, and over ti, a small stirring arose in him. Yet before it could blossom, he learned of Xinyan’s engagent, suppressing those feelings deep down.

Although he knew there was no possibility between them, he still couldn’t let go, so he never refused any of his grandfather’s errands to help her.