The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 807 - 246: That Bitch Ning Yan’er

Lu Yulin saw Mu Shinian’s smug little expression and couldn’t help but shiver, directly stepping aside with a face full of caution, "What do you want to say?"

During this period, he didn’t know if his feelings were wrong, but he always felt that Mu Shinian was becoming more and more scheming, often getting him into trouble, and he couldn’t even confront him afterward.

Lu Yulin felt very stifled, as he used to bully Mu Shinian, but now Mu Shinian had turned the tables and was bullying him.

This feeling wasn’t just stifled; it was extremely stifled.

Mu Shinian looked at Lu Yulin and smiled, and that smile got bigger and bigger until, just as Lu Yulin was about to bolt, he put a hand on his shoulder and said, "According to our current generational ranking, shouldn’t you call me... Uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yulin’s face immediately darkened, and he spat out a single word, "Get lost!"

...

When Elder Mu was hospitalized, there were only a few servants tidying up the old house, and she rarely returned, only occasionally coming back to check in, and whenever she did, it was usually rushed due to work, so she never stayed long.

As soon as Song Qiao walked into the villa, she saw the busy servants; she also saw the Florist and the gardener outside earlier.

No need for Aunt Zhang to say, she knew all of this was arranged by Lu Jingchen, and it was done the day before her grandfather was discharged from the hospital.

Saying she wasn’t touched would be a lie, for sometimes even she wasn’t as attentive to do such things for an elderly person over fifty.

"Master, the Miss has returned." Before Aunt Zhang even reached the living room, she excitedly announced inside.

Although Elder Mu was her grandfather, Aunt Zhang should have called her Miss according to formality, but Elder Mu felt that such titles created distance, so he told Aunt Zhang to call Song Qiao Miss, saying the Mu Family only had the three of them, no need to be formal.

The last time she saw Mu Nuan, Mu Shinian’s mother, was probably over half a year ago. After that, the woman hadn’t visited her grandfather again, but Song Qiao didn’t think that woman would give up so easily.

She didn’t understand Mu Nuan as a woman, but hearing her grandfather speak of that woman, she could somewhat gauge what kind of person she was.

Inside the living room, there sat the elderly man with his white hair, who upon hearing Aunt Zhang’s words, his eyes lit up, "Is Xiao Qiao back?"

The Husky somehow snuck in, and now obediently lay at Elder Mu’s feet, tail wagging like it was in a good mood.

Song Qiao’s gaze fell on her grandfather, and she inexplicably felt her eyes well up. She immediately walked up to him and squatted down, calling out obediently, "Grandpa, I’m back." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Although the surgery was a success, it gradually affected Elder Mu’s vision; he couldn’t see things over a meter away without glasses.

Song Qiao initially didn’t know this, and Aunt Zhang hadn’t told her, until Mu Shinian one day casually mentioned it over the phone.

"It’s good you’re back, it’s good you’re back." Elder Mu’s face was full of smiles as he nodded, "Will you stay for lunch at home later?"

Hearing her grandfather use such a cautious tone to ask her, Song Qiao’s heart couldn’t help but ache; it was the first time he used such a careful question on her, as if afraid she’d refuse.

People say seniors over fifty are often very lonely, wishing to have their children and grandchildren around. Her grandfather only had her mother and uncle, but lost his own son and daughter early on, leaving just her as the granddaughter and Mu Shinian as the grandson.

Other families often had three generations living together, but theirs was just the trio.

An old man who worked hard all his life probably just wants to have a peaceful and happy old age now, hoping his granddaughter and grandson accompany him more.

And compared to Mu Shinian, she, Song Qiao, was closer to the elder.

Her eyes couldn’t help but redden, holding back the tears threatening to spill, Song Qiao smiled and nodded, "Grandpa, I won’t just stay for lunch, I’ll also stay overnight and not leave."