Aunt Li said that the old lady's health was not very good, so she asked Mu Jingsheng to go and take care of her.

Mu Jingsheng refused outright.

Over the years, he has suffered too much from the old lady's 'poor health,' but these were all means to make him obey.

He might have responded perfunctorily in the past, but now that Ye Yun is backing him up, he has a reason not to visit the old lady.

He's busy with work, and his daughter is in postpartum confinement. Why doesn't he go and check on the old lady who's always unwell?

The old lady's health has been poor for quite some time now. He has a heavy workload, a daughter and a grandson, and a wife who needs to be taken care of. Besides, he has already arranged for someone to take care of the old lady. He is really too busy!

Under such circumstances, no one criticized Mu Jingsheng for not visiting the old lady.

Who would have thought that the old lady would be hospitalized three days later?

When Mu Jingsheng heard the news, he could no longer hide. He could only pack his things and take Ye Xia to the hospital to visit the old lady.

The truth is that the news of Old Mrs. Mu's hospitalization had already spread in his circle, and it wouldn't look good for him if he didn't go to see her.

Lin'an is not a big city, and the old lady usually has many friends. They would play cards and take walks together, and they would often gossip about these things. Most of the children of these old ladies are also prominent figures in Lin'an, so the news of the old lady being hospitalized spread in their circle as soon as possible.

Many friends also called Mu Jingsheng to inquire about the old lady's health.

Their parents, who were also the old lady's friends, were all no good people. If he didn't go to the hospital to visit the old lady, he would probably be ruined in their circle the next day.

As for what happened when Mu Jingsheng visited the old lady in the hospital, outsiders have no way of knowing.

All that is known is that Mu Jingsheng looked rather unpleasant when he returned home that evening.

When he came to the room to visit Ye Yun and Xiao Chuqi, he no longer had his usual smile; a hint of sorrow hung between his brows and eyes.

This made Ye Yun involuntarily wary.

"What happened?" Ye Yun asked casually, but her tone was subtly concerned: "You don't look too good."

Mu Jingsheng was taken aback for a moment.

He hadn't expected Ye Yun to care about him, and he smiled awkwardly, "N-nothing, it's just that your grandmother's condition isn't very good."

"grandmother?"

Upon hearing this title, Ye Yun was somewhat displeased, and her expression turned cold without any attempt to hide it. What right did that old lady have to be her grandmother?

Grandma Mu has never given her anything, but she caused her mother to lose her mind. She has never enjoyed the treatment of a grandchild since she was a child. She was scolded for no reason during their first conversation. What right does she have to be her grandmother?

Does she deserve to call me "Grandma"?

Seeing that Ye Yun's expression was not good, Mu Jingsheng realized that he had misspoke and quickly explained, "Xiao Yun, don't be angry."

He wasn't annoyed by Ye Yun's resistance, nor did he think she was being unreasonable; in fact, he was afraid she would get angry.

His mother was not friendly to Ye Yun, so it was normal for Ye Yun to be resistant. This was because he hadn't thought things through.

Ye Yun smiled faintly, not pressing the issue, and said calmly, "I understand you; after all, she is your mother."

Mu Jingsheng sensed the coldness in her tone.

However, it was already quite remarkable that Ye Yun could say such a thing. In the past, he would never have dared to imagine that Ye Yun could calmly discuss the old lady's affairs with him.

He was grateful to Ye Yun.

After all, the old lady was the culprit who separated the family of three for many years.

Mu Jingsheng didn't want Ye Yun to worry about him and the old lady, so he stood up and said, "You just need to rest and take good care of yourself. Dad will take care of the rest."

"Yeah?"

Ye Yun tilted her head, looked at Mu Jingsheng, and said slowly and deliberately, "Then, Dad, what do you plan to do?"

"What?"

Mu Jingsheng sighed, sensing Ye Yun's thoughts, and explained, "Child, you're being too cautious. Your grandmother has an incurable disease, and you just gave birth. I don't want you to be involved in such unlucky things."

"Cancer, right?"

Lin Jiao, who was standing to the side, spoke up.

Mu Jingsheng stared in disbelief, asking in astonishment, "How did you know?"

"I consider myself a doctor."

Lin Jiao glanced at Ye Yun and said to Mu Jingsheng frankly, "Otherwise, why would an outsider like me come with Ye Yun?"

Mu Jingsheng nodded in sudden realization.

“I won’t stop you from seeing her, but I hope that next time you see her, you won’t bring my mother with you. She is your mother, and it is you who should be filial to her, not my mother.”

Ye Yun spoke again.

Mu Jingsheng now understood what she meant; she didn't want him to take Ye Xia to see the old lady.

That's easy to say.

Mu Jingsheng immediately made a decision, his old face solemn, and said, "Child, don't worry, I will never take your mother to see her again. Your words reminded me, and I should thank you."

He hadn't realized before why he kept trying to get the old lady to accept Ye Xia, and why he kept trying to get Ye Xia to be filial to the old lady with him.

Perhaps it was his ingrained upbringing that made him subconsciously believe he had to get the old lady's consent.

Until someone said: That's just your mother.

He suddenly realized.

Old Mrs. Mu is his mother, not Ye Xia's mother. He should be filial to her and not let Ye Xia follow her.

The old lady didn't give birth to Ye Xia, so even if she wanted to fulfill her filial duties, it wouldn't be Ye Xia's turn.

Just then, Ye Xia rushed into the room, holding a snowball the size of her palm, and said excitedly with a smile, "Xiao Yun, look, it's snowing!"

Last night, snowflakes fell heavily, piling up to two fingers thick by the early hours of the morning.

Ye Xia's hands were red from the cold, and the snowball in her hand was shaped like a little duck. No one knew how she made it. Knowing that Ye Yun couldn't go out to see the snow, she excitedly brought it inside to show Ye Yun.

The room was quite warm, and the snowballs were melting, causing water droplets to drip down.

The snow that had been clinging to her body gradually melted, soaking her clothes and making Ye Xia look a bit disheveled.

Mu Jingsheng quickly got up, grabbed a towel, took the little duck from Ye Xia's hands, wiped the water off her hands, and cleaned the dirt off her body. He put his arm around her shoulder and coaxed her gently, "Xia, our daughter is in her postpartum period now and can't touch this kind of thing."

Ye Xia smiled shyly, "No, I'll take it, I won't let my daughter touch it..."

After saying that, she snatched the little duck from Mu Jingsheng's hand and handed it back to Ye Yun, her face beaming with the gentlest smile.

Feeling the little duck gradually melting, she panicked and frowned in confusion.

His tone was also a little sad: "It's...it's broken..."