Murong Zhen looked at Mu Qianqian in front of him with excitement.

Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

Qian Qian, really Qian Qian!

Mo Ling'er stared at the old man in astonishment, not recognizing him for a while.

Grandpa Mu doesn’t look like this!

"Where did you come from, that stinky old man? Don't just treat him like a grandfather!" Mo Ling'er stared at his ragged appearance and said with some disgust.

A broken beggar appeared out of nowhere.

As soon as he arrived, he wanted to take advantage of his sister-in-law and called himself her grandfather.

ridiculous!

"Qianqian, I am grandpa. Without you, our Murong Mansion will completely collapse..."

The old man's body was trembling, and there were tears in his eyes.

The look of sorrow and vicissitudes of life on his face moved the hearts of everyone present.

Mu Qianqian glanced at him casually.

She recognized him from the moment he stepped into the inn.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart, what kind of luck she had.

First Wan Zhaoxue, then Murong Zhen...

They were all people she didn't want to see.

They just rushed one by one to let her meet.

"Qianqian, are you still angry with grandpa? Grandpa is here to say sorry to you, please don't ignore grandpa, okay?" Murong Zhen burst into tears, feeling miserable and helpless.

It looks pitiful and pitiable.

Murong Zhen, it turned out to be him!

Mo Ling'er's eyes widened.

It was difficult to connect the Murong Zhen in front of him with the old man he had seen at Imperial College before.

This, too, has changed too much.

Before, I was dressed fairly decently, and I didn't have so many gray hairs, and there weren't that many wrinkles on my face.

How long has it been?

The whole person seemed to have aged more than ten years.

He looked slovenly and in tattered clothes, just like a beggar outside.

Too broken!

The person also looked quite depressed.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably his shameless character.

It sticks to it like a blood-sucking leech.

"I said, there is no relationship between us!" Mu Qianqian looked at him and said coldly.

Grandpa, she only has one.

That is Old General Mu Ling.

"Qianqian, you can do whatever you want to me, just don't ignore me! Qianyue is dead, your father is gone, and grandpa now only has a granddaughter like you!"

…

Thinking that his son was dead, Murong's mansion was robbed by his enemies.

Since being deprived of his spiritual power by Mr. Yun, his old bones have been bullied in the imperial city, and a sense of sadness suddenly spreads...

Murong Mansion used to be so beautiful.

He used to be considered a person of high status in the imperial capital.

Now, it's gone, it's all gone.

My home is gone, my relatives are gone.

"Qianqian, grandpa now has you as his only relative. Are you really ignoring me?"

Murong Zhen cried so sadly.

An old man in his sixties.

Just stood there, crying.

Attracted the attention of countless people.

Everyone in the inn looked over.

Even the people passing by outside the inn were poking around.

"What happened? Are you crying so sadly? Are you being bullied?"

"No, all the relatives in this old grandfather's family are dead, and there is only one granddaughter left, and the granddaughter still doesn't recognize him!"

"It's so pitiful. His granddaughter is so well-dressed, but he himself is covered in rags. This little girl must be so cruel!"

"After all, we are a family. Broken bones and tendons are still connected. What the little girl did is so ruthless. She is simply a white-eyed wolf!"

…

Not knowing the truth, everyone made guesses based on just a few words from Murong Zhen and pointed at Mu Qianqian...

ruthless!

Cold-blooded!

ungrateful!

This kind of baby should be thrown to death as soon as he is born.

Rather than raising it until now and becoming a white-eyed wolf in the blink of an eye.

How chilling!

"Old man, don't you dare talk nonsense again!" Mo Ling'er was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

This old guy is too shameless.

My sister-in-law has already said that she has nothing to do with him.

In the end, he got better and applied it like a dog-skin plaster.

Can't even shake it off!

I want to be my sister-in-law’s grandfather, dream!

"Qianqian..." Murong Zhen ignored Mo Linger and looked at Mu Qianqian bitterly.

His only hope now is her.

If she ignored him, he couldn't imagine how he could survive in the imperial city without his spiritual power and at such an old age.

The home was robbed.

All the property and money were looted.

I am penniless and it is difficult to feed myself every day.

His request now is very simple.

Just stay alive!

The will to survive drives him.

He had to place his hopes on Mu Qianqian.

If he misses her, he will really have to beg for a living for the rest of his life...

No, he doesn't want to live like that.

no way!

"Old man, you have mistaken the person. My grandfather's name is Mu Ling, and he is a powerful general of the Shenyue Dynasty! My companions can all testify!"

Mu Qianqian said with an indifferent expression.

"That's right, we all know my sister-in-law's grandfather. Don't think of kidnapping our sister-in-law as your granddaughter just because she looks cute!"

"Everyone who wants to recognize my sister-in-law as their granddaughter has lined up, and you can't get your turn!"

Mo Ling'er said with a look of disgust.

"No, this is my granddaughter. I didn't identify the wrong person."

"Qianqian, you are angry with grandpa. Grandpa knows that you can treat grandpa how you want. Just don't ignore me. Grandpa feels uncomfortable..."
To be continued...