Old Madam sneered. "Siyin still belongs to the Mu family! We got a hold of his weakness. What else is there to be scared of?"
Upon hearing that, Mu Heyuan's face became solemn. "But Mu Siyin doesn't listen to a single word we say!"
Old Madam snorted. "Her attitude was much more unyielding than before, but she doesn't have the final say for everything."
Mu Heyuan squinted his eyes and nodded slightly. "You're the wisest, mom."
After Shi Beiyu went upstairs, he followed the direction Mu Siyin told him and found her room.
The door was closed.
He stepped forward and grabbed onto the doorknob before he twisted it lightly to open the door.
The deco was feminine in taste. It was not too big yet warm and tidy.
Shi Beiyu went inside while Yan Ze stood guard outside the door. As he scanned the room that Mu Siyin grew up in, his thin lips slightly lifted into a smile.
