Mu Wan looked at the joy and approval in the old man's dark eyes and slightly curled her lips.
"Hmm... thank you, Grandpa..."
Today is the first day of the art exhibit, with crowds coming and going, unusually many.
Elder Qin's legs were inconvenient, and he had to rely on a cane, prompting Mu Wan to speak with concern: "Grandpa, why don't you go to the parking lot and wait for me first? I'll fetch my brother's bag and then find you there."
"Okay, Mu Wan, my girl, be careful... there are a lot of people, don't get pushed around..."
"Hmm, it's nothing."
Mu Wan gave a faint smile, watched the old man skillfully use his cane, and then headed toward the rest area.
The old man's character was stubborn; although he was elderly, he still preferred to do everything himself.
There were just too many people.
Mu Wan's slender figure moved into the crowd and was quickly obscured.
The bodyguards stayed close behind the woman, constantly keeping an eye on Mu Wan's movements.
