Liang Chuchu's face turned pale at once, "No, Hanchen, I didn't mean to interfere in your family matters, I just wanted..."
"Don't even think about the Mu Family's affairs," Mu Hanchen issued his final warning.
Liang Chuchu bit her lip, her innocent and lovely face full of grievance.
She thought Mu Hanchen would feel sorry for her.
But he remained unmoved.
In the end, she could only choke back a sob and quietly apologize, "I'm sorry, Hanchen, I know I was wrong."
Mu Hanchen no longer paid attention to Liang Chuchu, instead turning his gaze to Mu Xueying, "Do you have any more questions?"
Mu Xueying and Mu Hanchen had not been close since they were young.
Every time she spoke to this nephew, she felt inexplicably afraid.
But for the sake of her daughter's future happiness, she still plucked up the courage and said, "Achen, Qingqing is your cousin, I just want her to marry into the Han Family with dignity, is that too much to ask for?"
