Mo Yuchen had enough of hearing the complaints from his grandmother. He knew well that the old woman was only trying to protect her from his father's second family, but he disliked how his grandmother tried to dictate how he should live his life. It didn't matter what lifetime he was living, because she remained the same.
He tugged on his tie in frustration and walked out of the family room of their estate, unwilling to stay a minute longer with his family. Now that Mo Yuan had returned, it only made things complicated and harder at Golden Star. He took his car keys and went out, despite the fact that snow had started falling that afternoon.
He drove aimlessly around Qiying City, not knowing where he was going. Big snowflakes continued to fall over the city. It was after working hours, so he wasn't surprised that there were a lot of people rushing to get to the public transport.
