312 His Disregard

Mu Wanrou felt terrified at his statement.

Mu Yazhe kept his silence. Grandpa Mu noticed his reticence and breathed out his rage, "Give me an explanation for this A.S.A.P.!"

"You called me back just for this?" His brows creased.

He was planning to bring in Youyou to the Mu family, but now was not that moment!

He held concrete evidence in his hands, but this was not the time to reveal them!

"Of course, not!" Mu Sheng's wrath simmered, and he said in a suppressed voice, "Quickly decide on your marriage with Wanrou."

Upon hearing that, a trace of delight crept across her face. Acting bashful, she said, "Grandpa, why are you talking about this all of a sudden…"

"Marriage?" Mu Yazhe's eyes twitched precariously.

"What? If you don't decide now, how long do you plan to drag this out, then? She's your fiancée and your childhood playmate. Now that you are both of age, your marriage naturally can't be delayed! Doing it at a later time will not put my mind at ease!" Grandpa Mu banged his walking stick against the floor as he grumbled in annoyance.

She observed the young man's emotionless face and her heart skipped a beat. Hugging her grandpa's shoulders, she pretended to be hesitant, "Grandpa, we're not prepared yet…"

"What do you need to prepare for a wedding? You both are already engaged for so long, yet you drag on your wedding ceremony. There will naturally be suspicions and murmurs circulating out there! Moreover, Wanrou, it's not that grandpa wants to nag at you, even if Yazhe hasn't set his heart on this, you should! Are you willing to let him be snatched away by another woman right before your eyes?"

Saying this, he scrutinized his grandson's face and said in a low voice, "Wanrou has been faithful to you for so long; I forbid you from letting her down! Hurry with the preparations for your wedding; do you understand?"

Mu Yazhe went quiet for a while, and all of a sudden, his lips formed a profound curve. "I understand, grandpa."

"Good!" His answer was like a dose of tranquilizer to Grandpa Mu, and the latter's mind was finally put at ease.

She was unusually pleased as well. She thought that he would evade talking about this whichever way possible; she had not expected him to agree to it right away!

"Wanrou, you two must be happy together!" Grandpa Mu was over the moon and he patted the back of her hand with a benevolent appearance.

She expressed reservedly, "Thank you, grandpa!"

"Grandpa, I'm tired; I'll retire to my room," Mu Yazhe said vacuously and then went up the stairs.

Grandpa Mu then gave Mu Wanrou a signal through his eyes. The latter understood and promptly followed the man to his room while holding up her skirt.

Once he entered his room, he removed his blazer unhurriedly. Seeing this, she volunteered in a saccharine voice, "Zhe, let me help you…"

She stood rooted to the ground.

She was slightly perplexed at his aloofness.

"Zhe…"

She felt uneasy. Giving it another thought, she finally mustered her courage to speak, "Recently, you seem to be treating me rather coldly. Why?"

He did not spare her a glance and, instead, stared into the distance outside the French window. Casually tugging at his tie to remove his blouse, he asked rather indifferently, "Am I?"

Her heart clenched, and she answered with vexation, "Of course, you are. You're always unconcerned of me. Why is that so?"

"Hasn't this always been the case?"

His casualness aggravated her discomfiture, but she had no other choice, and it was impossible for her to back out as well.

She had truly reached an impasse.