No one knew what Mu Xue was thinking, but Old Lady Mu was very realistic. She quickly realized that Tang Moling would not be so rich in the future. When one thought about it, it made sense. If it were her, she wouldn't be willing to hand over such a huge inheritance to her maternal grandson either.
They were all grandsons, but the addition of the word 'maternal' made him an outsider.
If he was no longer the heir of a wealthy family, then he might not be a good match for Xiao Xue.
Everyone in the village knew how capable Tang Moling was. After all, Old Lady Mu had bragged a lot about him. However, they hadn't expected him to lose the position of the heir just like that.
Everyone was discussing amongst themselves. Old Lady Mu looked at the calm Tang Moling and suddenly felt that his aura seemed to have weakened.
In that case, there was no need for her to continue pestering him.
Old Lady Mu grabbed Mu Xue's hand. "Let's go, Xiao Xue."
