Looking at her granddaughter and grandson-in-law in front of her, Mrs. Zhuang couldn't say she was happy.
Because Zhuang Yi and Jiang Jingheng were on good terms, and also because Zhuang Chujiao liked him, she knew a bit about the Jiang Family's past affairs.
From the bottom of her heart, she did not agree with Zhuang Chujiao being involved with this illegitimate child of the Zhuang Family's eldest house.
Let alone letting her beloved granddaughter marry him.
Unfortunately, the deed was done. If she dared to object, she believed her granddaughter would leave and never contact her again in her life.
She asked, "When did you get married?"
"Late March of last year, it's been more than a year now," Mu Yan answered.
Old Mrs. Zhuang nodded with a smile, "That's good, I never imagined that my Nuannuan would become someone's wife."
At the same time, what she felt more in her heart was melancholy; if they had found her earlier, that would have been great.
