Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows, raised the ends of his eyes, and looked at Chen Yu with disdain in his eyes.
Since Chen Yu chose to play dumb, she might as well make it clear.
"Chen Yu, you hate getting married so much at a young age. I don't think your purpose is that simple. I'm afraid you have other agendas."
Facing Ye Xingchen's ridicule, Chen Yu gritted his teeth and said, "What purpose can I have!"
"Climbing high branches." Ye Xingchen turned away and smiled at the old man: "Old man, you have to be careful, Chen Yu might be coveting your property."
Chen Yu's eyes widened when he was struck with his thoughts, his hands hanging by his legs were clenched into fists, and his delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
"Ye Xingchen, don't spit on others!"
She pointed at Ye Xingchen, her expression distorted with anger.
Ye Xingchen crossed his arms and raised his eyes slightly to look at her, "Why are you so angry? Maybe I was right."
Like a bucket of cold water being poured down, most of Chen Yu's anger was extinguished. She was afraid that her argument at the moment would be seen through by the old man. No matter how unwilling she was, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
When the old man saw that Chen Yu was put at a disadvantage by Ye Xingchen, he curled his lips in frustration. He looked so pitiful.
He frowned coldly and said in a tough tone: "Xingchen, how old are you, and you are still so petty, can't you learn to be generous?"
Ye Xingchen snorted lightly, and instead of being humble to the old man because of his age, he continued to stick to his own attitude.
"Old man, I can be generous, but the condition is that others can't bite your nose in your face."
Ye Xingchen's eyes were slightly cold, falling on Chen Yu who was pretending to be on the side, "For a shameless person like her, I don't need to be generous."
Shameless?
Chen Yu suddenly raised his head, the corner of his mouth twitching, "Who are you saying is shameless!"
"Whoever is in a hurry is the one I am talking about."
Ye Xingchen shrugged, ignored Chen Yu and said he was furious, and continued to talk to the old man: "Old man, you may not know her character now, but I believe that a distance can tell a horse's power, and time can tell a person's heart. You will definitely regret this in the future
My granddaughter-in-law’s.”
After saying that, she turned to leave, but was stopped by the old man's loud cough.
"Xingchen, do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young? This is how you talk to your elders!"
Ye Xingchen stopped and turned around, with no trace of guilt on his face.
She would not bow her head due to the old man's scolding, but would straighten her back.
Mu Yuanbo, who was standing not far away, saw this scene, his eyes moved back and forth between the few people, and finally met the old man's angry eyes. He nodded slightly and turned his wheelchair over.
"Grandpa, Xingchen does not disrespect you. Young people will definitely have their own ideas. Please bear with me."
The old man still kept a straight face, but his eldest grandson had spoken, and he was embarrassed to continue to get angry.
Seeing that the old man's mood had stabilized, Mu Yuanbo whispered to Ye Xingchen again: "Xingchen, grandpa is old and in poor health. For my sake, don't get angry with him and apologize to him.
Even if it’s over.”
After all, this was in a public place, and Ye Xingchen was concerned about his own face and that of the Mu family.
If this matter spread, it would inevitably be discussed by outsiders. She lowered her head slightly and softened her voice, "Old man, I spoke too harshly."
Although Ye Xingchen said this, his tone was unapologetic, and his back did not bend even a hair.
Seeing this, Mu Yuanbo stood in front of her, smiled at the old man and said, "Grandpa, Manjie already knows that she was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains."
Just now, Ye Xingchen was taught to be generous, but now he is holding on to him and not letting him down, which shows that he is petty.
The old man nodded and didn't care anymore.
Seeing that the old man had returned to his previous friendly expression, Ye Xingchen knew that he was no longer angry, so he curled his lips and took the first step on the excuse of going to the toilet.
As soon as she left, Mu Yuanbo wanted to catch up with her, but the old man stopped her.
"Yuanbo, come here."
Mu Yuanbo pushed the wheelchair over. The old man looked serious and said in a serious tone: "You are just too naive and not capable enough. Xingchen is not simple. Don't be fooled by her. It's best to stay away from her."
Mu Yuanbo didn't expect that the old man would tell him this. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I understand, thank you for the advice, grandpa."
He never felt that he was innocent and had no means, he just knew how to hide it.
Facts have proved that he hid very well, not only winning the old man's trust, but also being able to get close to Ye Xingchen in order to take revenge on Mu Lichuan.
Even at this moment, he did not take off his disguise.
Seeing Mu Yuanbo walking further and further away, the old man smiled with satisfaction.
As soon as Ye Xingchen walked out of the bathroom, he saw Mu Yuanbo in the corridor. He was sitting in a wheelchair, looking sad, and his sad eyes fell on his broken leg.
She remembered what the old man said that Mu Yuanbo's legs were crippled by Mu Lichuan.
Is this really the case?
She didn't believe that Mu Lichuan could be so cruel and ruthless. After all, those words were all the old man's one-sided words.
Mu Yuanbo's facial features are somewhat similar to Mu Lichuan's. If you just take a look at them from a distance, you might even mistake them for each other.
Ye Xingchen was about to take a detour and leave, when he heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling from far to near became clearer and clearer, and then he realized that Mu Yuanbo was probably looking for him.
She paused and watched from the spot as he pushed the wheelchair closer.
"Xingchen, I'm waiting for you."
really.
Ye Xingchen nodded, but she didn't know what Mu Yuanbo could do with her. The two were not familiar enough to chat.
"What's the matter?" Her tone was neither salty nor cool.
Mu Yuanbo thought about how to speak, and after hesitation he decided to start with the old man.
"I'm so sorry. My grandpa has made things difficult for you. Are you okay?"
So that's what happened.
Ye Xingchen leaned against the wall and said calmly: "I'm fine, but thank you for helping me out."
"You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do." Mu Yuanbo stared at her, seemingly nervous, and slowly exhaled, "Because..."
Ye Xingchen was a little confused by him, "Why?"
"Because, I like you." Mu Yuanbo looked into her eyes, "Xingchen, I have liked you a long time ago, can you give me a chance?"
Ye Xingchen was stunned, his pupils dilated, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
In the corner, Mu Lichuan's eyes darkened and his jawline tightened.
A few minutes ago, he couldn't find Ye Xingchen. He learned from the servant that she went to the toilet after being given trouble by the old man. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Mu Yuanbo sitting in a wheelchair with Ye Xingchen standing in front of her.
Although Mu Yuanbo's eyes were fiery, they were very impure. Others might not be able to tell, but he would never be wrong.
Mu Lichuan heard every word of the conversation between the two.
In his opinion, Ye Xingchen's silence was tantamount to acquiescence.