Wen Yan lowered his head without saying anything, and he did not agree with the old lady's words in his heart. Mu Tingchen liked her may not be her good luck, but more like bad luck. The old lady said this without knowing the past. If she really knew, she would probably not persuade her to look forward. Her grievances were all given by Mu Tingchen himself, so how could she not be wronged?

Suddenly, the car body bumped and the old lady immediately exploded: "Driving, boy, please slow down! Don't mess with people! What are you doing? You're so frustrated when driving!"

The driver was a bodyguard from the Mu family. He was sprayed with blood from the old lady and kept apologizing: "Sorry, I'll be careful..."

Wen Yan said helplessly: "It's okay, just drive slowly, don't worry."

Soon, the car parked at the address Wen Zhiling gave to the old lady, as if it was deliberately. Wen Zhiling's residence in the imperial capital is not far from the Mu family. Of course, the location is good and the rent is high. Even the inconspicuous old community is so expensive that ordinary people can't afford it. Looking at the community that has been in front of me for a few years, Wen Yan was a little worried: "Grandma, I think... it's better for you to go back to Mu's house to live."

The old lady got off the car without stopping for a moment: "The rent of a house here is expensive, and it's not a problem to rent a house. Just live in a person. If the house is big, it won't taste like a home. Don't worry about me, hurry up and go back."

Wen Yan did not immediately let the bodyguard drive away and got out of the car. At this time, thin snowflakes had already floated in the sky. She and the old lady stood face to face, and for a moment there seemed to be thousands of words, and they couldn't say another word. The old lady stared at her calmly for a while, and suddenly asked, "Can I hug you? You look quite like your dad."

Wen Yan felt inexplicably sad, and smiled and opened his arms.

I don’t know if it was the wind. The old lady’s eyes were a little red, and her slightly thin arms wrapped around Wen Yan’s body, gently, as if she was afraid of hurting her. At this moment, she could clearly feel that the old lady’s body was trembling and was choking.

"Yanyan... Remember what I said to you in the car, live a good life with Tingchen. He told me..."

Wen Yan's whole body trembled and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Did Mu Tingchen tell the old lady the truth about the air crash?! How could he have the courage to confess to an old man in this kind of thing? And he was forgiven. She was shocked and couldn't believe it. At the same time, she was also asking herself, the old lady can forgive, what about her? Can it? Or, Mu Tingchen lied to the old lady?

After a moment, she asked tentatively: "Are you sure he told you everything?"

The old lady slowly let go of her: "Well, I know everything you know, and I know what you don't know. I'm old, but I'm not confused. Go back, it's snowing."

He wanted to speak but stopped. The old lady didn't give her a chance to speak and pushed her into the car: "Let's go."

When the car started, she saw Wen Zhiling and her husband who were rushed out of the community. No wonder the old lady wanted to urge her to leave. Being entangled is not something that can be left in a short while.

Wen Zhiling and his wife were very attentive, and they hurriedly supported the old lady and carried their luggage. Wen Zhiling looked at Wen Yan's car leaving and asked, "Mom, Xiaoyan gave you here? Then why didn't she go upstairs to sit down? She disliked our small place?"

The old lady said calmly: "Yes, she looks down on her. Don't put her hot face on her cold butt, and don't show her eyes to me."

Wen Zhiling's husband felt something was wrong when he heard this: "Mom, we are all family members, and it's not that we are not in contact anymore. Where does this start? It's less than two months before the New Year is coming, and we are doing business in the imperial capital and plan to live forever. The children will be on the winter vacation soon. The whole family is here. Let's just go to our niece's mansion to celebrate the New Year."

Wen Zhiling also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's lively because there are so many people."

The old lady sneered: "Don't let my niece scream so intimately. I can't enjoy the blessings. You can't even fight with me. Stop daydreaming. Not everyone can step into the threshold of the Mu family. I don't deserve it, and you don't deserve it. Don't make that idea."

Wen Zhiling's husband's face darkened: "What do you mean is that you will not interact with your granddaughter in the future? Are you afraid that we will benefit from it? Then was your trip driven out by someone or did you want to come by yourself?"

The old lady didn't like this snobbish son-in-law from the bottom of her heart and didn't respond with a stern face. Wen Zhiling's husband was so angry that he wanted to put down the luggage in his hand, but was stared at by Wen Zhiling: "Do you speak in a dead ghost? Even if your mother was kicked out, we should keep it!"

Obviously, Wen Zhiling said it for the old lady. When it comes to observing words and expressions, the old lady who has lived for most of her life is of course better. She just thinks it is ridiculous. Everyone has ulterior motives, and she is too lazy to expose it.

As the elevators in the community are old, they will make strange creaking sounds when running, and the space is narrow, making people feel stuffy.

After entering the house, Wen Zhiling carried the old lady's luggage into the master bedroom: "Mom, you live in a large room, only two bedrooms. The second bedroom is a bit small, and the environment is just like this. It's not as good as the Mu family. You will live there. If your granddaughter is filial in the future, you will change us to a big house, and we will also benefit from it."

The old lady moved her luggage to the second bedroom in anger: "Don't let it go, I won't get enough of it. I'd better live in a small place so that I won't be able to turn around and say I'm overbearing."

Wen Zhiling's husband kept winking. Wen Zhiling followed the second bedroom and asked the old lady with a smirk: "Mom, the clothes you wear are quite expensive, right? You can tell that Xiaoyan is quite good to you. If you move out, she must be worried, right? I'm afraid that we will be harsh on you, so I should have left you some pocket money?"

The old lady opened her suitcase: "Search it yourself, and you will belong to any penny you find."

Wen Zhiling's husband turned around and hurried back to the master bedroom in anger, and deliberately threw the door loudly. Without others, the mother and daughter could open their hearts. The old lady could not hide her disappointment in her eyes: "Xiaoling, I am your mother. As the saying goes, "Go to marry a husband, that's right, that won't make you like this, right? Look at what you married, you really got married, you're like a dog, and you don't look like a dog! Let me tell you the truth, I didn't plan to have any contact with Wen Yan after moving out. Apart from that little blood relationship, I have nothing to do with her, and she doesn't owe me."

After hearing this, Wen Zhiling sat down on the edge of the bed excitedly: "She doesn't owe you, but she owes me. I have taken on all the obligations of support his father should have fulfilled to you, and she should pay it back! It doesn't matter whether you come or not with her. I just want to get back the reward I deserve. Don't worry, I will give you a pension to you, but this will not prevent her from helping her father pay off her debts. The Mu family is not short of this money, so don't talk to her anymore."
Chapter completed!