Last night, Mu Yichen had already planned his course of action, but now it seemed inappropriate to Mr. Jing and Jing Feng.
"In short, you just want everyone in Rongcheng to see my granddaughter as a joke."
"A joke? She brought that upon herself!"
"Now you're living a happy life with your wife, yet you still want to make life difficult for my granddaughter who only got married in her thirties? Mu Yichen, you really are a narrow-minded man."
The old man knew there was no room for redemption; he was heartbroken, disappointed, and even the anger had been drowned out by disappointment.
"Once you've figured this out, feel free to find me, and let Jing Feng know as well. I have matters to attend to, so I must take my leave!"
After finishing his words, Mu Yichen stood up, adjusted his suit slightly, and left resolutely.
The grandfather and grandson, one lowered his head in silence, while Jing Feng looked worriedly at his grandfather's excessively angry expression.
