Chapter 1183

“But I… I still don’t want to be the granddaughter of the Mu family; my grandfather is Baili Yang.”

Ning Anran sobbed, her little mouth puckering.

Mu Dongyu and Mu Haoguo couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for her.

The old man respected her so much that he was willing to officially adopt her, even stating that she would receive the same treatment as Mu Ziying and Mu Ziqing.

What more could this girl possibly be dissatisfied with?

She actually claimed that she was Baili Yang’s granddaughter, refusing to be the old man’s granddaughter!

If she angered the old man, she would end up with nothing.

Unexpectedly, the old man was not only not angry, but conversely, he was deeply moved by her words.

“Grandfather knows you’re good, you’re remembering your own biological grandfather, a good child…”

The touching scene between the old and the young, it was somewhat unbearable for the others to watch.

Mu Xiaojiu remained silent, quietly drinking tea.

Mu Dongyu and Mu Haoguo, however, were anxiously fretting.

The young lady herself said she didn’t want to become the Mu family’s granddaughter, so why was the old man still making such a fuss?

“Grandfather, please, I don’t want to be Miss Mu, isn’t it good this way?”

Ning Anran was truly crying and truly panicking, her alarm evident to anyone.

It was just unclear what she was so panicked about.

“Grandfather, I just want to maintain the status quo, I don’t want it to be public, I don’t want the identity of Miss Sun; I just want to…

to stay by your side like this.”

She clung to the old man’s arm, crying with a hoarse voice: “Please, Grandfather, please…”

“You silly girl…” the old man really didn’t know how to deal with her.

She had been crying and fussing all along, unwilling to become Miss Sun, and now, still crying…

Suddenly, the figure of Mu Xiaojiu drinking tea became clearer in his view.

He looked at Mu Xiaojiu, then at Ning Anran sitting beside him, crying like raindrops on pear blossoms.

Many things he couldn’t understand suddenly became clear in an instant.

It turned out that this was what the young girl was worried about.

It was his own fault, the old man, for becoming muddled with age.

After thinking it through, the old man once again patted Ning Anran’s trembling shoulder and gently comforted her.

“Alright, alright, An Ran doesn’t like the limelight, doesn’t want to take advantage of me, an old man; I won’t force you anymore.”

Upon hearing this, Ning Anran’s tears gradually stopped.

Mu Dongyu and Mu Haoguo also heaved a huge sigh of relief.

Although they didn’t understand why the young girl named Ning Anran was so foolish, such a great opportunity lying before her and yet she failed to cherish it.

But it was for the best that she didn’t want it.

Finally, the old man told Mu Haoguo and Mu Dongyu to go back first; he seemed to have something else to say to Mu Xiaojiu.

After the two left, the old man turned to Ning Anran who was next to him and said, “Your eyes are all swollen from crying so hard.”

He gestured to Feng Gang with his hand.

Feng Gang, who really knew him like the back of his hand, came over immediately and looked at Ning Anran: “Miss An Ran, let me take you back to wash your face and rest a little.”

Ning Anran looked at the old man, and then couldn’t help but glance at Mu Xiaojiu again.

Finally, she stood up and followed Feng Gang.

“Is there something you need?” When the two were far away, and only he and the old man were left in the hall, Mu Xiaojiu, without even lifting his head, asked indifferently.

Still clutching the cup in his hand, he tasted the fragrant tea with a detached air, as if today’s tea was especially flavorful and satisfying.

“An Ran is not quite accustomed to staying with me; I’m thinking it’s better to let her go back to Sihai Residence.”

Mu Xiaojiu’s gaze paused for a moment, and finally, he uttered quietly: “Alright.”