He used a declarative sentence, not an interrogative one

Mo's heart felt like it had been violently ripped apart, suffocatingly painful.He saw Lin Jinran's tears, Lin Jinran's helplessness, and his heart felt a pang of discomfort.Why is she cryingCould it b...How could it be, how could she leave alone It must be, it must be!

With a resounding smack, he forcefully slammed the letter onto the table and strode towards the door without looking back.

In the living room, a butler in a tuxedo approached with a grim face, his voice sharp as he demanded, "Where is my grandfather"

"The old man is at home," the tuxedo-clad butler replied respectfully, not fazed by his ferocity in the slightest.

Mu Shaocheng ignored him any longer, strode out of the living room with his long legs, and headed straight for the car outside.

Get in the car, slam the door shut, and give a cold command, "Go back to the old house."

The driver didn't dare to delay, immediately started the vehicle and drove out of the villa area, heading towards the old house.

Upon reaching the old house, as soon as the driver's car came to a stop, Mu Shaocheng couldn't wait for the servant to come and open the door. He directly opened the car door, bent down and got out, striding towards the study.

He ignored everyone along the way and walked straight to the study door. Just as he arrived, the butler was at the door, trying to stop him, "Young Master, you're back."

"Get out of my way!" Mu Shaocheng growled, his anger barely contained.

"Let him in." In the study, Mr. Mu said with authority.

The butler didn't obstruct, making way and gesturing with a please.

Mu Shaocheng pushed open the half-closed door forcefully and strode inside.

He turned his face a deathly pale and looked at the old man on the sofa, who was idly moving chess pieces, and questioned him, “Grandfather, did you make her leave”

He used a declarative sentence, not an interrogative one.

Today the company called, they insisted he go to the office to handle something. At first, he didn't think much of it, but now things seem suspicious.

Back at the villa, Lin Jinran was gone. The person who had orchestrated this whole thing, able to hold him back with one hand and send Lin Jinran away with the other.

Except for his grandfather, there would be no one else!

Old Master Mu did not become angry because of Mu Shaocheng's disrespect. Instead, he calmly placed a black piece down and slowly said, "Come over and play a game with me. I haven't played in a long time."

"Why, you promised me, no interference!" Mu Shaochen thought about it the more he got angry, his face darkened as he continued to question. Yesterday, the old man had said that he would not interfere for half a month.

"Grandpa, now even your words don't count anymore"

Mr. Mu paused his movements, casually throwing the black piece back into the box. He raised his eyes to look at his grandson, without concealing anything, "Indeed, I had the company hold you back. I also went to see her, but I didn't make her leave."

"What do you mean" Mu Shaochen frowned.

Mr. Mu said, “She left because she chose to. It was her own decision for herself.”

Mu Shaochen looked at his grandfather, letting out a chuckle, "If you hadn't seen her, she wouldn't have chosen to leave!"

Old Master Mu's voice sank, and he countered, "Do you think she wouldn't leave you if you didn't see her Do you think she would stay with you for life"

Mu Shaocheng's thin lips tightened, silent.

Mr. Mu looked at him, shaking his head helplessly and continuing, "Shaocheng, is it that you can't see clearly, or that I can't see clearly Lin Jinyan has never had you in her heart from the beginning to the end. You are like this now, and it's also my fault. If it wasn't for me letting you go back to Nanjiang, things wouldn't be like this!"

Both grandfather and grandson remained silent. Mu Shaocheng had never imagined that his grandfather, who had never admitted fault in his entire life, would actually admit to being wrong once, and it was about his trip to Nanjiang.

But it was too late. He went to Nanjiang and met Lin Jinran again, the love in his heart surged once more, wanting to possess her! Shaochen's hand, unintentionally touched Lin Jinran's wrist scar. 。A sharp, stabbing pain shot up her wrist, and Lin Jinran instinctively jerked away, "Ah" 。Mu Shaocheng keenly sensed something was...