Zhuang Shaoyang wished he could put Mu Yan on a pedestal right now, not daring to upset her.
Seeing her displeasure, he quickly said, "What nonsense, this is your home, who dares not to welcome you."
Mu Yan looked at him, half-smiling, and said, "Is that so?"
Zhuang Shaoyang suddenly didn't dare to meet her gaze, feeling she was mocking him.
Indeed, years ago, it was his insistence that made her and her mother suffer outside for so many years.
The more guilty he felt towards Mu Yan, the more annoyed he became with Zhuang Chujiao now.
Zhuang Chujiao felt something was off. What did he mean this was Mu Yan's home?
She retorted angrily, "Dad, what are you talking about, how could she even think of climbing up to the Zhuang Family?"
Suddenly, Zhuang Shaoyang looked over, his eyes cold.
Zhuang Chujiao felt a shock in her heart, muttering, "I'm not wrong."
Zhuang Shaoyang sneered, "It seems your mom hasn't told you about Nuannuan's return home."
