"Third Son, you are indulging and sheltering!"
Mr. Mu's body trembled slightly. Before coming here, he had been full of confidence. Despite the third family being split off, they still respected him as the elder.
What he said, the third son would not dare to disobey.
"Father, just think of me as indulging or sheltering. After all, my daughter Mu Dashan wasn't taken care of for the first thirteen years. She suffered hardships.
For the rest of her life, even if it costs me everything, I will protect her at all costs!"
Mu Dashan's words were resounding and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.
Mu Shuangshuang looked at the man she called "Baozi's father" in front of her, and her heart felt warm. She felt that the purpose of hitting Mu Xiangxiang went far beyond just avenging Little Zhi.
She felt even more that her father, Baozi, had finally awakened.
