The Mu family members were all quite understanding about it, except for Mu Xingfeng. Today, it was evident how protective he was of that girl.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to Xingfeng about it. I believe he can understand Grandpa Lin's feelings."
"Alright then, since everything is clear now, we should be leaving," Shen Zheng said from the side.
He really didn't expect it was Old Mr. Lin who had locked An Ran up. It seemed that girl's path was not an easy one.
After seeing off Mu Zhenzong and Shen Zheng, Lin Weidong went to Old Mr. Lin's room. Lin Ruonan, with heavy steps, walked into the banquet hall.
The banquet hall that was bustling and lively just moments ago was now empty. The large room felt as desolate as her heart.
Lin Ruonan sat down disheartenedly on a chair, reached out to touch her forehead. There, she could still feel the cold presence of the gun's barrel.
