Mu Yan looked at Liang Rong's back, her expression somewhat stiff.
She couldn't believe Zhuang Chujiao's injury was a coincidence. If it was really as she thought, then Liang Rong was too ruthless.
Suddenly, she felt her hand being enveloped by a warm hand, and when she looked up, she saw he was looking at her.
She smiled at him. Actually, she wasn't in a bad mood because she had anticipated Liang Rong's next move since early in the morning.
Just thinking about how her mom once dealt with such a ruthless enemy, she must have suffered quite a bit.
The breakfast was almost done, and the Guan Family was still sitting in the living room, chatting idly.
Guan Chao had also been "pardoned" and no longer had to kneel on the floor.
Mu Yan and Jiang Jingheng found the indoors too stuffy and went for a walk in the garden outside.
By now, all the sunflowers had wilted, and the sunflower seeds were already ripe.
