Chapter 232

A meal, eating very silent, not even half of the taste that a New Year's Eve should have.

Mr. Mu's face was cold, he threw his chopsticks after eating for a while, "Don't eat it!"

As he spoke, he went upstairs without looking back, not even watching the Spring Festival Gala that we used to watch together happily.

Mu Mu and Mu Tianxiang glanced at him, then looked at Mu Linche, and in the end they were hesitant to say anything: "Little Che, go and say Happy New Year to Grandpa."

Mu Linche seemed to have lost some weight. It had only been less than half a month, and he hadn't eaten anything just now. How could he get on like this?

This is also the point of the old man's anger. In the past, even if Mu Linche lost his appetite, he would try to eat something for fear that they would be worried, but now he continued to read the report at the New Year's Eve dinner, and his return was just a formality.

Mu Linche came back to his senses and met the gazes of several people. After Mu Tianchen reminded him, he nodded, put away his phone, and went upstairs.

The old man is closing his eyes and resting in the study.

Although Mu Linche's voice was small, he still heard it.

After waiting for a long time, I only heard Mu Linche say, "Grandpa, Happy New Year!"

Grandpa Mu opened his eyes, glared at him, and didn't even want to talk to him.

"I don't feel comfortable eating a meal, why do you make me happy?!" The old man's voice was still angry.

Mu Linche didn't speak, just stood there quietly, watching the fireworks outside the window.

The imperial capital finally allowed fireworks during the Spring Festival, but the person who accompanied him to watch the fireworks was gone.

Should it be daylight in America now? She, Jing Qing alone

In a foreign country, perhaps watching the Spring Festival Gala

Is she lonelier like that?

Grandpa Mu looked at him, and finally closed his eyes helplessly, "Does it have to be that child?"

Mu Linche came back to his senses, "Grandpa already knew about it, didn't he?"

He is the child he brought up, and his character, the old man should know best.

Mr. Mu sighed deeply. It was precisely because he understood that he had been reluctant to accept it.

But

Old Man Mu sighed, "That's all."

What is the reputation of their Mu family for many years? How can he compare to the health and happiness of his grandson?

Mr. Mu closed his eyes, "Bring back that Jingchu after the year! Bring that child back with you."

His eyes became sharp in vain, "I want to see, with me, who would dare to gossip about our Mu family!!"

It is very rare for Mr. Mu to say such a thing.

But Mu Linche looked unmoved, "Grandpa said these words once before."

Later, when there were variables, he immediately changed his attitude, and even let people hide the whereabouts of Yuan Jingchu, and even the airport could not find any information.

Grandpa Mu was choked, looking at Mu Linche, unable to say a word.

Mu Linche couldn't bear to make him worry, but he still had to show the determination that he should show.

"Grandpa, I won't give you another chance to hurt her. So"

He smiled softly, "I will go to the United States to develop."

"You" Mr. Mu's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he couldn't believe it when he was beaten to death, that his grandson actually said such a thing!

However, Mu Linche looked very relaxed, "It's not because I'm fighting my grandfather, it's because I don't want her to be wronged anymore. Stay with me and stay in the imperial capital. She is destined to be attacked by those rumors."