Mu Qian heard this voice, and his feet couldn't move anymore. He stood still, and Wen Jiaren couldn't move him no matter what.
Zhuang Xiaowan's voice was a little hoarse, "Mu Qian, if you can guarantee that those enemies you've made outside won't come looking for us in the future. If you can give us back the peaceful days with Anning, we won't need a cent of this money, can you do that?"
Mu Qian felt a lump in his throat and stood there motionless.
Zhuang Xiaowan continued, "Xiao Bai just got out of prison, and I barely made it back from the brink of death earlier this year. I only want peaceful days, but since you appeared in this home, your father and I haven't had a single peaceful day. Now that your father and I are this old, we still have to flee because of you, and who knows, one day we might end up dead somewhere in the wilderness..."
