Jing Feng stepped forward with a helpless look at his sister, then turned to glance at the two elders standing there, and pulled Jing Qing along, "Come with me!"
Before being pulled away by him, Jing Qing covered her face and glanced upstairs, just in time to see Qin Mu standing there.
Although Qin Mu’s face was calm and showed nothing, in Jing Qing’s eyes, Qin Mu’s proud stance as she witnessed her being slapped was humiliating. This humiliation deepened Jing Qing’s hatred towards her.
Qin Mu didn’t come downstairs because the situation had developed beyond her control. She just heard the maid say that the old master was very upset, so she went to her grandfather’s room.
The old master heard the knock and sighed heavily in discomfort, composing himself before saying, "Come in!"
Qin Mu opened the door and walked in, looking worriedly at her grandfather’s pale, angry face.
"Grandfather, are you alright?"
The old master, sitting on the sofa, managed a strained smile at the sight of his granddaughter-in-law’s calm face, "Mumu, how do you manage to restrain yourself , huh?"
"Grandfather! I’m not holding back!"
Qin Mu said softly, standing aside with her head lowered.
"No? You two have faced such a big incident, and you haven’t mentioned a word to the family. That Jing Qing is taking advantage of her grandfather’s support, but— You have a grandfather too, who could also support you. Mumu, come here!"
The old master motioned for her to sit beside him.
After Qin Mu sat down, she looked up; she roughly understood that the old master wanted to protect them and take their side.
"Grandfather, there are some things that we just can’t bring ourselves to tell you and my parents, but please don’t worry about us, we will overcome all difficulties."
Qin Mu’s voice was soft, yet firm.
The old master looked into her determined eyes and sighed involuntarily; he probably understood why Qin Mu was reluctant to speak. She had become accustomed to loneliness.
"Alright, don’t you still have drawing to do? Go on! Don’t worry about me!"
The old master then looked down with a faint smile, bidding her to leave.
After Qin Mu returned to the study, the old master called his son to his room.
Mu Zihao closed the door and stood at the side: "Dad, are you okay?"
"Yes! But Zihao, don’t get involved in this matter. Let Yichen handle it however he wants to, alright?"
"We can’t underestimate the power of the Jing Family and the Wang Family, and he is just a businessman—"
"If he can’t breathe easy, do you think he’ll let those two families off?"
The old master turned and asked his son.
Not only did the old master know, but Mu Zihao was also well aware of Mu Yichen’s personality.
Having suffered such humiliation this time, Mu Yichen was bound to seek revenge.
Mu Yichen returned home in the afternoon, and upon hearing that the Jing Family people had been over, he was about to go upstairs, but the elders kept him in the living room.
"I heard Qin Mu was—, is it true?"
Feng Fanghua struggled to utter some words but still longed to know the truth.
"What do you want to do?"
Mu Yichen raised his eyes to inquire of Feng Fanghua, "If it’s true, what do you want to do?"
"Can’t I even ask now? Such a big incident happened, and you kept the elders in the dark, do we not even have the right to ask about it?"
Feng Fanghua retorted angrily, for she saw distrust in her son’s eyes.
"What else are we supposed to do? Should I or my wife come tell you that we’ve been schemed against, raped?"
Mu Yichen looked at her with questioning eyes. How could anyone say such things, especially to an elder?
"What kind of attitude is that? Now you’re causing such a scene, if you’re not careful, your father’s and my lifetime of efforts could be gone. And you still have the nerve to be angry."
"Don’t worry, even if I die, the wealth of you and Dad will remain."
Mu Yichen didn’t say another word, and simply stood up and left.
Feng Fanghua was left gasping for breath in anger. She had originally intended to gently inquire about the matter, but for some reason, the conversation had escalated into an argument.
"What are you doing? Didn’t we agree not to interfere in this matter?"
Mu Zihao asked Feng Fanghua in a low voice.
"I was just asking casually; who knew he’d react as if covered in thorns."
Feng Fanghua still felt her chest pounding painfully.
"Sigh! We shouldn’t mention this issue, it’s better left alone."
The old master sighed; he couldn’t help but feel that the young couple was very pitiful.
Qin Mu had just woken up from a nap when she opened her eyes to see him sitting beside her, and she sat up excitedly: "You’re back!"
"Yeah! Did the Jing Family people give you a hard time?"