Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Mu Fucheng didn't bother to pay attention to Mu Yunzhu and only stared at Ye Luoer:

"Do you want to apologize?"

Ye Luoer hid behind Mu Yunzhu and trembled.

She knew what Mu Fucheng meant when he said that her family should disappear from Fengcheng. It was not a murder to silence them. Mu Fucheng only needed to move his lips and she and her parents would be driven back to their hometown from Fengcheng.

After leaving Fengcheng, let alone marrying into the Jian family, the good days of often following Jian's mother and Jian Muye in and out of the upper class society are completely gone.

Her parents will arrange for her to marry someone similar and have children, and she will never have to live a rich and comfortable life.

Thinking about that situation, Ye Luoer almost knelt down.

"Uncle." Jian Muye, who had been silent, stood up and said, "I will take care of this matter."

His tone was a little stiff. Mu Fucheng suddenly appeared and took away the initiative in an instant, which made Jian Muye feel a little uncomfortable.

This was the Jian family, and he was the master. Mu Fucheng relied on his status as an elder to interfere and did not take his nephew seriously at all.

In particular, his indiscriminate defense of An Nansheng immediately made his ex-husband look inferior.

Ye Luoer seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw:

"Brother Makino, I really didn't..."

Jian Muye shouted angrily: "Shut up."

Ye Luoer was afraid of angering Jian Muye, so she could only shut up, her watery eyes full of helplessness.

Jian Muye looked at An Nansheng with a serious expression:

"Nan Sheng, I'll make Luo'er apologize to you. I'll punish her by not showing up in your presence anymore. I'll also discipline her strictly from now on. What do you think?"

An Nansheng sneered: "Is this your punishment? Mr. Jian, is your Luo'er's apology worth that much?"

Jian Muye said, "Luo'er deserves what she gets. Fortunately, things haven't reached the point where they can't be undone. She's still young. Please give her a chance to correct her mistakes."

An Nansheng said in disbelief:

"You mean that since I'm still standing here and haven't fallen to the point of being a prostitute, Ye Luoer can forgive me, right?"

Jian Muye frowned:

"That's not what I meant. I didn't ask you to forgive her..."

"Impossible to forgive!" An Nansheng's anger was surging: "Jian Muye, you really never let me down when it comes to protecting Ye Luoer."

An Nansheng left after saying this.

Jian Muye wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Mu Yunzhu:

"Stop."

Mu Fucheng signaled Song Ke and Song Xu to get the man off the ground, then looked at Ye Luoer and said expressionlessly:

"Do you want to marry Jian Muye?"

Ye Luoer didn't know what he was going to say, so she didn't dare to nod, let alone shake her head.

"I won't recognize such a nephew's wife." Mu Fucheng turned and left: "My words count."

Ye Luoer's face turned pale instantly. She only heard the first sentence and didn't know what Mu Fucheng's second sentence meant.

Mu Yunzhu was so angry:

"If he doesn't admit it, what does it have to do with him?"

"Don't be afraid, Luo'er. As long as you obey, the position of the young lady of the Jian family will be yours."

Ye Luoer was not comforted and even felt that Mu Yunzhu was really stupid.

Mu Fucheng does not agree with her marrying Jian Muye, which means that Mr. Mu and Mu Futing will not agree either.

If the Mu family does not agree, then Jian Yunzhang will definitely not agree.

Therefore, it was impossible for her to marry Jian Muye.

It's all over.

Ye Luoer felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her whole body freezing cold.

Jian Muye looked at the direction where An Nansheng left in despair. He realized helplessly that An Nansheng was disappointed in him again.

Outside the gate of the Jian family, Mu Fucheng opened An Nansheng's car door, pulled him out of the car, and stuffed him into the car he was driving.