The chief ex-husband won't let go of Yi Xiaobao

"Ya'an, I know nothing about your parents. I was seriously ill when they left, don't you know that?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ya'an frowned slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

At this moment, Old Master Mu's behavior showed no concern for her parents, as if her father was not his child.

His nonchalant expression made it seem as if she had no further use to him, so he didn't even want to deceive her anymore.

Mu Ya'an frowned, her expression gradually becoming serious, and then she said in a deep voice.

"You arranged all of this, didn't you?"

Mu Wanwan appeared beside Gong Juncheng, and Guo Zijun arrived in Beicheng. Everything just happened to coincidentally.

Grandpa Mula listened to Mu Ya'an's words without much change in expression. He glanced at Mu Ya'an calmly and then said in a deep voice.

"Ya'an, you are so disobedient. If you were more obedient, I wouldn't have had to do this."

After finishing speaking, Old Master Mu glanced in the direction of the door and said in a deep voice.

"You are of no use to me now. Your parents are dead, so you don't need to look for them anymore."

"The only thing you can do for the Mu family right now is to make way for Wanwan."

Mu Ya'an took a deep breath, her expression somewhat heavy.

She looked at Old Master Mu with disbelief on her face.

How do you know they're dead? Who told you?

Grandpa Mu calmly glanced at Mu Ya'an, and when he mentioned her father, there was no trace of sadness on his face.

It was as if Mu Ya'an's father had no relation to him whatsoever.

"Finding a living person might be difficult, but finding a dead person is extremely easy."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ya'an took a deep breath, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Grandpa, you said those things on purpose to make me give up, didn't you?"

Old Master Mu looked at Mu Ya'an with a very cold expression, without the slightest change in emotion. After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice.

"I don't have to lie to you."

After he finished speaking, he took a file bag from a drawer next to him.

Mu Ya'an glanced at the file folder he handed her, her expression showing some surprise.

She didn't even dare to reach out and take the file bag, worried that the information inside would be something she didn't want to know.

Seeing that Mu Ya'an did not reach out to take it, Old Master Mu threw the file bag on the table beside him and said coldly.

"Here is what you want to know. After you've read it, destroy it yourself. The Mu family has received very little media attention lately, and I don't want your parents' affairs to be the focus of attention."

Upon hearing the sound, Mu Ya'an reached out with trembling hands to pick up the file bag on the table.

She slowly pulled out the contents of the file bag and saw many photos.

They are all photos of her parents.

Their faces were pale, devoid of any color; they looked exactly like people who had died.

Mu Ya'an's hands trembled violently as she looked at the photos.

She looked at Old Master Mu, her face full of disbelief.

"Why? Why did they become like this?"

Over the years, she had been searching for them, always believing they were still alive in this world, but they left this world in this way.

Old Master Mu's expression didn't change much. Seeing Mu Ya'an's agitation, he snatched the file bag from her hand, his expression cold and sharp.

"Ya'an, this is the last message I can give you. Go out, I need to rest."

Grandpa Mu completely ignored Mu Ya'an, who was now in tears, and ordered her to leave.

Mu Ya'an stood there dumbfounded, looking at Old Master Mu's heartless appearance with disbelief.

"Grandpa, why have you become like this?"

Although Grandpa Mu had always been strict with her since she was little, he had never been like this before, making her feel very unfamiliar.

Old Master Mu glanced indifferently at Mu Ya'an and said in a deep voice.

“Ya’an, I have already wasted three years of my time on you. In these three years, you have accomplished nothing, so I cannot waste any more time on you.”

After finishing speaking, Old Master Mu gave Mu Ya'an a cold glance and said in a deep voice.

"I have told you everything you wanted to know. Now you can leave here, and don't ever appear in front of me again."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ya'an's expression changed slightly, and her face became somewhat grave.

Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Old Master Mu, her heart filled with countless questions.

However, Old Master Mu gave her a cold look and then had the caregiver kick her out of his ward.

Looking at the closed hospital room door, Mu Ya'an felt as if all her strength had been drained away.

Although she had been mentally prepared, when she learned the truth, Mu Ya'an felt as if her heart had been cleaved open, bleeding profusely.

She left the inpatient department with a heavy expression on her face.

Seeing her with tears streaming down her face, those around her couldn't help but pay more attention to her.

As she left the hospital, Mu Ya'an strolled leisurely down the street. When she came to her senses, she realized that it was already getting dark outside.

She glanced at the time; it was already past nine o'clock.

Just as she was about to put away her phone and return to Lanhe Garden, the maid called.

"Miss Mu, where are you now? Come back quickly, the master seems very angry."

Upon hearing the maid's words, Mu Ya'an's expression changed. She then hailed a taxi and immediately returned to Lanhe Garden.

On the way back, Mu Ya'an tried her best to control her emotions. Although she managed to restrain herself, her eyes were still red and swollen, clearly showing that she had been crying.

She returned to Lanhe Garden, paid the fare, and got out of the car and went inside.

She returned to the house and saw Gong Juncheng sitting on the sofa with a gloomy expression on his face.

The maid and assistant stood to the side with their heads down, their faces showing extreme fear.

Mu Ya'an put her handbag aside and saw that Gong Juncheng was looking at her with an extremely angry gaze. She felt a chill in her heart and had a bad feeling.

She stepped out, forcing a faint smile, and was about to ask a question when...

Gong Juncheng suddenly stood up, grabbed a stack of photos from beside him, and threw them at her face.

"what are these?"

His voice was cold and deep, like a messenger emerging from the depths of hell.

Mu Ya'an looked down at the photo on the ground; it was a photo of her and Guo Zijun embracing.

This is a picture of her and Guo Zijun on their first day of meeting.

When Mu Ya'an saw these photos, her heart sank, a look of panic flashed in her eyes, and her expression was somewhat frightened.

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