Holding onto Mu Haiyun's hand, Old Mrs. Mu snorted coldly.
"Haiyun, don't worry. Even if your grandfather finds that person, you're still the heir to our Mu Family!"
Mu Haiyun smiled gently, her voice soft.
"Haiyun will always listen to Grandma."
Only then did Old Mrs. Mu feel somewhat relieved, but thinking of those troublesome matters from the past, she felt even more stifled.
Her face was very displeased when she saw her son and his wife enter the room.
"I'm not feeling well, so I won't come downstairs for dinner."
After speaking, Old Mrs. Mu took Mu Haiyun upstairs.
Mu Yi was a bit bewildered, not understanding why his mother was suddenly in such a mood.
But remembering the phone call from his father earlier, his mind quickly started turning.
It was almost certain that this was because Jiang Dachun had brought back news of the little daughter, which made the Old Lady unhappy.
