Lady Mu spoke sharply, then heavily sat down on the sofa, sighing deeply.
Mu Xiangwan's second aunt was comforting her sister-in-law, saying, "Nobody wants anything to happen to Xiaowan. It was an accident this time. That man is dead now, so it won't happen again."
"Yes... Sister-in-law, don't be so pessimistic about it." Mu Xiangwen's mother added.
"Who can guarantee that it won't happen again? The old enemy is dead, can't there be new enemies?" Lady Mu retorted.
Master Mu was not in good health for a while, so they kept the incident of Mu Xiangwan's trouble from him. It was not until Xiaowan was rescued and admitted to the hospital that the old man, who hadn't seen his granddaughter for several days and insisted on asking about it, learned about the serious situation.
At this moment, listening to his eldest daughter-in-law's complaints, he was sitting on the sofa with his cane, a serious expression on his face, without saying a word, lost in his thoughts.
The room was silent.
