"What do you want to say?" Mu Jianling's voice was extremely cold. When she stared at Munong City, her gaze was harsh and penetrating, as if the chill could pass through the screen to Munong City on the other side.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Munong City looked at Mu Jianling with eyes that remained calm and gentle. Even after Mu Jianling expressed obvious disgust and indifference, his tone was still very loving: "Jianling..."
"I am your grandfather..."
Mu Jianling sneered: "Ha~"
Munong City struggled to open his drooping eyelids, "I'm very sorry about Ye Lin..."
Upon hearing this, Mu Jianling clenched her fists abruptly.
Silence.
...
The entire space was filled with an overwhelming, seemingly endless silence.
How many times had Munong City mentioned the name Ye Lin in front of Mu Jianling? Mu Jianling couldn't remember, but it was indeed the first time he personally uttered the words "sorry", however...
