Xi Xiaye's gaze followed Shen Yue's line of sight towards Mu Yuchen, yet she noticed that he remained calm and composed, standing neither servile nor overbearing. He simply allowed Shen Yue to stare, glare, and size him up.
"Are you Mu Yuchen? The grandson of those two old folks, Wang Hui and Mu Yinan?" A while after, Shen Yue's aged and gloomy voice finally rang out, thickening the vaguely stifling and threatening vibe in the air quite a bit.
Xi Xiaye became even more nervous as she quickly went up and said, "Grandpa, this is our fault. We..."
"You're at fault? What did you do wrong?" Shen Yue's voice became even more stern. It was not at all like his usually loving, gentle self. She knew well that the matter this time had made him very upset. After some thought, she let go of Mu Yuchen's sleeve and walked towards Shen Yue. "Grandpa, it's our fault for getting married without informing you guys, but all of this was my idea..."
