Mu Qian, the more he cared, the more he got hurt, and Wen Jiaren felt even more heartache for him.
She didn't ask any further, just quietly let him hold her, and quietly held him back, her hand resting in his hair, gently comforting him.
In the Mu Residence, Mu Yizheng looked at the woman who appeared suddenly, his face turned pale in an instant, he pointed at the woman with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word for quite a while, and his body began to tremble.
Zhuang Xiaowan leaned closely towards Mu Bai, whose expression was also unusually heavy. Something that could appear out of thin air was certainly not a living being, but he couldn't feel any yin energy from this woman, and her complexion was rosy and glowing, which could only mean that standing in front of them was an extremely powerful... female ghost.
And this female ghost was Yu Qianmo.
