This Mu Sheng, standing right before him, was no longer the domineering head of their family but just a pitiful old man.
He was not so hard-hearted to make things difficult for him.
Hence, he said, "Grandpa, return to your ward for now. Shishi is in a bad mood; we'll talk later!"
"All right, all right! Ah Zhe… do keep her company!"
The old man moaned inwardly before reluctantly leaving with a nurse's help while looking back at her.
He broke down into tears as soon as he stepped out of the ward; tears of regret leaked out his eyes.
He slowly wiped them away with his withered hand.
"Grandmaster Mu, we'll return to the ward, okay?" The nurse at his side patiently coaxed him despite feeling sorry for him.
His body shook uncontrollably.
There was no way to redeem a love that had become a form of guilt; it was not entrusted upon and it was a burden—a road to ruin!
