Rebirth of Sweet Love: Acting like a spoiled child in the arms of the paranoid Master Mu

Su Yanyan felt her heart tighten. She clenched her hands slightly and her voice trembled slightly, "Mom, I don't understand what you mean. Tingchen and I truly love each other and have not done anything extraordinary."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Ruobing's lips, and she glanced at Su Yanyan contemptuously, "Don't think that I don't know your purpose. You approached Chen'er because of our family's property. Let me tell you, I will never let you succeed. .”

Her words cut through the air like sharp blades, and there seemed to be a cold breath in the air. Shen Ruobing's voice carried an undeniable majesty that was impossible to ignore.

Su Yanyan felt her heart beating violently. She tried to calm down her emotions, "Mom, you really misunderstood. I love Mu Tingchen not because of his family property."

Shen Ruobing snorted disdainfully, "I've heard this kind of talk enough. Do you think I don't know the real purpose of those girls approaching Chen'er? Don't think you can be an exception."

Her words were full of distrust and hostility, and Su Yanyan felt her heart being stabbed severely.

She took a deep breath and tried to defend herself, "Mom, I really don't have such thoughts. I love Mu Tingchen because he is a kind and caring person."

Shen Ruobing sneered indifferently, "Such words can only deceive children. In this real society, no money is nothing."

There was a hint of exhaustion and helplessness in her voice, but more of it was determination and determination. Su Yanyan felt her heart being pinched hard, and she didn't know how to answer.

Su Yanyan sighed deeply, feeling helpless in her heart like a tide. She looked at the domineering woman beside her, Shen Ruobing, and knew in her heart that arguing with her would be futile.

So, she turned her attention to Mu Tingchen, hoping that he could say a few words for her.

Mu Tingchen glanced at Shen Ruobing indifferently. There was no warmth in his eyes, like ice in winter.

His voice was calm and firm, "Mom, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back first. Yanyan and I want to chat with grandpa."

Shen Ruobing's face changed slightly, and a trace of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes. She was a strong woman who was used to taking control of everything, but at this moment, her son was openly defying her.

"Go back." Mu Tingchen said again, with unquestionable firmness in his tone.

Mr. Mu looked at everything in front of him and felt a pang of distress for what happened to Su Yanyan.

He cleared his throat and said in a somewhat majestic voice: "Since you have nothing to do, go back first."

Shen Ruobing glared at Su Yanyan fiercely, turned and left the ward. With her departure, silence returned to the ward again.

The moonlight outside the window shines on Mr. Mu's bed. The silver light contrasts with the old man's white hair, forming a harmonious picture.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing with it the whisper of leaves, adding a bit of poetry to this quiet night.

Mr. Mu sighed softly, with a hint of vicissitudes in his voice, "Yanyan, don't take your mother-in-law's words to heart, she is just that kind of person."

Su Yanyan nodded silently, the grievances in her heart surged like a tide, but she tried hard to control her emotions.

She knew that at this time, she needed to be strong and not let her grandfather and mother-in-law worry about her.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't take her words to heart." Su Yanyan said with a smile, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

At this time, Mrs. Mu walked in with a bowl of steaming porridge.

Her voice was gentle and kind, "Old man, it's time for you to drink some porridge." She blew the hot air carefully and fed it to Mr. Mu one spoonful at a time.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Mr. Mu suddenly said: "Old lady, you should also persuade Yanyan not to let her be like her mother-in-law."

Mrs. Mu looked at Su Yanyan with a smile, "Yanyan is a sensible child, she won't argue with that kind of person."

Her voice was full of love and appreciation for Su Yanyan.

Su Yanyan also smiled, "Thank you, grandma." Her voice was full of gratitude.

In this quiet ward, Su Yanyan sat beside Mr. Mu's bed, her eyes filled with crystal tears.

Outside the window, the breeze blew gently, bringing with it the warmth and vitality of summer. Suddenly, a slight noise broke the tranquility.

Shen Ruobing's figure appeared at the door of the ward, her eyes were cold, like frost in winter, biting and chilling.

Mu Tingchen noticed this strange aura. He frowned slightly and walked slowly to the door, blocking Shen Ruobing's way.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mu Tingchen's voice was filled with helplessness and annoyance, "This is a hospital, and if you continue to make trouble like this, it will not be good for everyone."

Shen Ruobing glared at Su Yanyan, with a sneer on her lips, "Su Yanyan, do you think I won't dare to touch you because your grandfather is sick? Don't think that I don't know what kind of person you are."

Mu Tingchen looked at her coldly, "Mom, if you have nothing to do, go back first. You are not welcome here."

Shen Ruobing was so angry that her face was livid, but she knew that continuing to make trouble here would not help.

She took a deep breath, turned and left. The door to the ward closed slowly with a slight "click".

Silence returned to the ward again. Mr. Mu looked at Su Yanyan and stroked her hand, "Yanyan, don't be afraid. As long as grandpa is here, you will not be harmed."

Su Yanyan held Mr. Mu's hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly, "Grandpa, I will always be with you."

Su Yanyan walked quietly to Mrs. Mu's side and saw a trace of exhaustion in her eyes full of vicissitudes of life.

She frowned slightly and said softly: "Grandma, you can go and rest first. Mu Tingchen and I are enough here."

Mrs. Mu raised her head and glanced at Su Yanyan, her eyes full of gratitude, "My dear, thank you for your hard work. With you here, I really feel relieved."

Mrs. Mu put down the kettle and gently tucked Mr. Mu into bed. She whispered: "Old man, you have to take good care of yourself and don't make us worry."

Mr. Mu smiled and nodded, "I understand, you can go and rest. There are children here with me."

The door to the ward was closed gently, and Su Yanyan turned around and locked the door. She turned around and found Mu Tingchen staring at her grandfather thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yanyan asked softly.

Mu Tingchen came back to his senses and glanced at Su Yanyan lightly, "I was thinking that although grandpa's health is much better than before, after all, he is getting older and all aspects of his body's functions are declining. I want to find a professional A caregiver came to take care of grandpa.”

Su Yanyan nodded slightly, "This is a good idea. Grandpa needs more professional care."

She thought for a moment and then said: "Let's do this. I will go to the hospital's nursing management office tomorrow to consult and see if there are suitable nursing workers."

The two of them sat by the bed, observing Mr. Mu's condition from time to time. The ward was extremely quiet at night, except for Mr. Mu's occasional cough and the two men's whispered conversations.