It seemed like he was not able to bear it?
Old Lady Mu continued, "It doesn't matter if Little Nine is not yours. After all, she was raised by us. If not because of us, she would have starved to death. You must go to Little Nine now and make her forgive us. If Little Nine can come back, it will benefit us more than Qingluo and her daughter!"
Mu Yi stopped laughing and looked at Old Lady Mu incredulously.
His gaze was fixed upon her as if he did not believe that Old Lady Mu could say such words.
How come he had never found out before that his mother was so selfish.
Qingya had died, but she had not felt the slightest sadness. It was as if… She never cared!
Qingya was her granddaughter!
Now she treated Mu Qingya like what she had done to Little Nine back then!
Ruthless and heartless...
"Mother, Qingya is your granddaughter. Your granddaughter!" His voice was filled with despair.
