An Mulin looked at them with some disappointment. "Before accusing Nan Yan, reflect on how you treated her first!"
"She suffered so much and endured so many hardships at the An Family. Instead of trying to make amends and repair the relationship with her, you're using this approach that will only make her resent the An Family even more, pushing her farther away."
An Mulin said in a cold voice, then left the An Family directly.
He had been feeling stifled and suffocated here, needing some fresh air outside.
He hoped for an opportunity to apologize to Nan Yan properly and have her forgive him...
Being scolded by his own biological son felt like a slap to their faces.
An Yaoqing and Lu Lehua's faces were nearly swollen.
An Yaoqing's anger caused a pain in his chest, and he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "Elder brother, come with me to the old mansion!"
