Mother-in-law… Ye Moxuan’s mother—Song Xin. This person… Ye Moxuan has brought her up to me before.
It was when Ye Moxuan and Ye Linhan first fought with each other. When she heard about her from Ye Moxuan, she felt that this mother-in-law of hers that she had never met before had a strong character—as soon as she discovered the affair, she asked for a divorce, then never saw him again. Such a decisive and resolute character was admirable to Han Muzi.
That was why back then, Ye Moxuan abhorred Ye Linhan. Just that…
“I’m going off tangent, and these are only my thoughts. There are no ‘ifs’ in this world; if there are, so many people would not die, and things would not be what they are now. No matter what, it’s nice that we can all be together today.”
Song An continued to wipe off her tears before she whispered, “Everything in this world is fated. When my sister and I decided to run away from home, my sister was destined to meet a heartless man who would have an affair behind her back, and Ye Moxuan was also destined to be brought home by people from the Ye family. Then… he was also destined to meet you.”
Han Muzi remained quiet.
“Everything that happens has a cause and an effect,” Song An closed her eyes and continued mumbling.
“Aunty, what is done is done. Let’s not think about it anymore.” Han Muzi went up to her and gently patted Song An’s shoulders.
“Alright, I know.” Song An went up to the sink and washed her face. She then let out a gentle smile. “It’s all good now. Let’s go back.”
“Aunty, there’s something I would like to speak to you about here.”
“What’s the matter?”
Han Muzi looked at her and hesitated for a while before telling her what Ye Moxuan and she had decided.
After she finished, Song An still had a normal look on her face. “For sure. It’s between the two of you. You two can decide that.”
Han Muzi was slightly surprised that Song An would accept it so easily. “Aunty, I—”
“You’re worried that the old man would not agree, aren’t you? Don’t worry. As long as I’m here, I’ll make sure he’s convinced, no matter how stubborn he is.” As she said this, she rubbed her fist. “Unless he wants to abandon me as his daughter, otherwise I can still decide for the both of you.”
“Honestly speaking, I’m afraid that Grandfather would not be happy. After all, he’s quite elderly…”
“I have an idea.”
“What is it?”
“That grumpy old man only cares about his precious great-grandson now. If you two are willing, you can leave Little Bean here to be with him.”
“No!” Immediately, Han Muzi shook her head firmly. She could not take advantage of Little Bean by leaving him here for her interests. This was not something she could do as it would deprive him of his freedom.
“I knew you would not agree to that; I was just saying. Please don’t mind me. When the time comes, please just fly home with the kid and Ye Moxuan; I’ll take care of the rest.” What she meant was that Han Muzi could do whatever she wanted without considering the consequences as she would help them take care of whatever that would transpire. She was such a responsible aunt.
When the two came back to the table, the atmosphere did not feel quite right. Han Muzi did not think too much as she thought it was caused by what Song An did earlier. Who knew that, not long after they were seated, Yuchi Jin’s gaze fell on Han Muzi; his gaze was as sharp as a knife, making Han Muzi worry. What’s going on? I just left for the bathroom to find Song An and bring her back. Did I do anything that offended him? Or was Little Bean not able to help me put in a good word?
Even though Han Muzi had many questions, she did not have the boldness to speak up and ask; she could only put up with his stare. After dinner was over, Yuchi Jin suddenly said to her, “Please come to the study with me.”
Han Muzi looked up to make sure that Yuchi Jin was looking at her and talking to her. But, why did he ask her to go to the study out of the blue?
Perhaps that might be a good idea, as whatever reason Yuchi Jin suddenly asked her to go to the study for, she had something to tell him as well. So, it might not be a bad idea after all. At this juncture, Han Muzi agreed.
But the cold voice of Ye Moxuan came from the front.
“If there’s anything, you can look for me, Grandfather. There’s no need to trouble her.”
Han Muzi was confused.
Yuchi Jin was probably agitated by Ye Moxuan’s overprotective actions, so he angrily responded, “What do you mean by troubling her? Am I troubling her by asking her to speak with me in the study? I know that you like her, but don’t get too obsessed with her.”
Ye Moxuan’s eyes were cold. “Grandfather, I’ve already made things clear earlier. You asking her to speak with you in the study is just putting her in a difficult position.”
“Y-You!” Yuchi Jin’s whole body began to shiver due to anger and he could not utter a single word.
At this moment, Han Muzi held on to Ye Moxuan’s hand and moved in front of him to block him. She then whispered, “Grandfather, let’s go to the study.”
Ye Moxuan frowned and grabbed her by her wrist. Han Muzi gently pinched his palm to signal him to let her go and whispered, “There’s nothing to worry about. It’s just a few words; I won’t get beaten up. What are you afraid of?”
Yeah. It’s just a few words. Even if it was just a few words, Ye Moxuan worried that his grandfather would say something horrible to hurt Han Muzi. This was the reason why he wanted to protect her by not letting her go. As she went to the bathroom earlier, she did not know what happened. He helplessly replied, “When you went to look for your aunt earlier, I told Grandfather about us moving back.”
This surprised Han Muzi, as she was wondering why Yuchi Jin had such a sharp look in his eyes when he looked at her earlier—it turned out that Ye Moxuan had already spilled the beans. No wonder…
“Okay, I understand.” Han Muzi nodded calmly and gently patted Ye Moxuan’s hand. “I’ll be in there for just a few moments. If you’re worried, you can stand by the door and wait for me to come out.”
After Han Muzi had gone into the study with Yuchi Jin, Ye Moxuan took her advice and stood right by the door with a serious look on his face. Standing not too far away from him, Song An saw everything and could not help but bend over and say to Little Bean, “Little Bean, look at your father. Doesn’t he look like an obedient lapdog?”
Little Bean did not say a word. Han Qing, standing next to them, also had an expressionless look on him. Hearing this, the corner of his lips twitched, then he turned to look at Song An. Is she really Ye Moxuan’s flesh aunt? Why would an aunt make fun of her own nephew like this? He would never believe it had he not seen it with his own eyes.
Little Bean blinked and naively responded, “Grandaunt Song, now that you mention it, he does look like one.”
Han Qing gave Little Bean a look. Forget it. Not only the aunt, now even his own son is making fun of him.
As Han Muzi’s brother, Han Qing felt this was not anything serious. But as a man, Han Qing began to pity him.
