There was an awkward silence.
"Alright, but what's the point of saying these things?"
Old Mistress Yuan suddenly spoke up, she clearly did not want to hear anyone mentioning Qinger's death in front of her.
This matter was like a thorn that was deeply embedded in her heart.
It would not hurt if other people did not bother it, but a single touch was enough to make her heart stop.
As the elders of the second generation of the Yuan Family, Yuan Tangzhong and Yuan Tangshuo would usually not participate in these discussions. However, they got up and coaxed their mother the second she flew into a rage.
"Mother, it's in the past so don't be upset. Once the real killer has been found and executed, we'll conduct a ritual for Qinger so that her soul can find peace."
When Mu Chenyan heard this, she sneered to herself.
