They might have to live with rumors and gossips for the rest of their life.
How could Mo Boyuan bear to let his wife, whom he had doted on since young face such situations?
The various misunderstandings that followed were rarely mentioned now.
After all, the misunderstandings had all been resolved. If he were to mention it again, it would undoubtedly open old scars.
"Grandpa Is right!"
The old master was about to continue speaking when he heard his grandson's words. He almost thought that he had misheard:
"What? What did you say?"
Mo Boyuan coughed, his eyes full of smiles:
"I said, Grandpa is right. Listen to Grandpa!"
He finally heard it clearly and the old master was overjoyed. His face was almost wrinkled from smiling.
"Good, good, good, good. Tingxu, what about you?"
