Chapter 466: Is this the rhythm of beating Mu Yuting to death?
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After hearing the old lady's instructions, Aunt Qiao immediately cooperated and locked the office door.
The situation was such that today, Young Master Mu couldn't escape even if he had wings.
Looking at his grandmother's expression that looked like she was about to spit fire, and then looking at the stick in her hand, Mu Yuting instantly felt that something was wrong.
Did grandma know about the divorce?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Xiao Nuan wouldn't tell him, and he never told her either. Grandma never left the house and played cards with a bunch of old men and women every day. How could she possibly know?
Grandma said nothing, but just glared at Mu Yuting fiercely, which made him feel creepy.
No matter why the old lady came this time, it can be summed up in four words: she comes with bad intentions.
Mu Yuting didn't dare to approach as cordially as before, but took a step back and asked timidly:
"Grandma, why are you here in person so late? If you have anything to say, just give me a call."
Grandma pointed upwards and said, "If I don't come soon, the sky will be overturned by you."
Mu Yuting was puzzled. "Grandma, I've been very obedient recently. I haven't caused any trouble at all. I go to work honestly every day. If you don't believe me, ask Ye Chen."
Ye Chen nodded vigorously in cooperation.
Did the group trick me?
Do you think my eyes are blurry?
Grandma raised the stick in her hand and said, "Maodan, come here. I have something to ask you."
Mu Yuting looked at the wooden stick in his grandmother's hand guiltily. When his grandmother was young, she was on the sports team and had practiced a few moves.
If he were hit with a stick, he would probably be crippled if not killed.
He just found out that he could love his Xiao Nuan again, and his happiness just came back. He didn't want to die under his grandmother's beating.
Mu Yuting took a step back cautiously, his usual sharp eyes disappeared, leaving only a playful smile.
"Grandma, if you have any questions, just ask me. I can hear everything from here. My hearing is very good, so I don't need to be so close."
Grandma hit Mu Yuting's desk with a stick and yelled, "Even now, you're still smiling at me. Do you think I'm teasing you?"
This stick scared both Mu Yuting and Ye Chen. Grandma was really angry.
Ye Chen saw that things were getting bad. If he didn't stop him, Mu Yuting would probably be covered in blood today.
Ye Chen went over and held his grandmother's arm, coaxing her, "Grandma, calm down. What happened? Sit on the sofa and tell me slowly. I'll make you a pot of tea."
Grandma didn't give any face and refused to sit down.
"Ye Chen, listen to grandma and stand aside. Don't let blood splash on you later. It will be a waste of such a nice dress."
Ye Chen was surprised. This really seemed like he was going to beat Mu Yuting to death.
What huge mistake did this guy make?
Are you molesting a decent woman?
"Grandma, that's not necessary. Even if you want to beat Yu Ting to death, you should at least let him know how he died."
When this was mentioned, grandma gritted her teeth in anger.
Grandma threw the divorce certificate on the desk and scolded Mu Yuting,
"You bastard, look at what you've done. You actually divorced Xiao Nuan without telling me. Look at the date. It's been a long time since we've been divorced, and you've been hiding it from me."
Grandma became more and more angry.
"I've been feeling something's not right lately. When I spoke to Xiao Nuan on the phone, she was smiling, but I felt like she was different than usual, like she had something on her mind. When I asked her, she wouldn't say anything.
Last time her voice became hoarse, I asked her what happened and she told me that she was tired from work. Now I understand that it was because of crying.
She's a girl, much younger than you, good-looking, good-natured, and sensible. She doesn't mind your age or your bad temper, and follows you wholeheartedly. And yet you divorced her and kept it a secret from me. Did I agree? Do you think your grandmother is dead?
Grandma almost shouted when she said the last sentence.
It turned out that during this period, when Grandma and Xiao Nuan talked on the phone, although Xiao Nuan tried her best to be the same as usual, she still chattered to make Grandma happy.
But grandma is so smart that she always feels something is wrong. She asks her to go back to eat, but Xiao Nuan always says she is busy with work and has too many design drafts.
It just so happened that Sister Zhou went back to her hometown during this period, and there was no one to clean the apartment.
In the evening, while they were not at home, grandma asked Aunt Qiao to go over and help them clean up and check if there was anything wrong.
Aunt Qiao used to come and deliver things to them often and knew the door password.
As soon as she entered 1602, Aunt Qiao was stunned.
The entrance was a mess, with everything lying around: Mu Shao's slippers, nightgown, cups, two pairs of blatant underwear, and so on...
I can’t imagine, is this still the home of Mr. Mu, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder?
These things were thrown to him by Xiao Nuan from 1601 when she and Mu Yuting separated that day.
In fact, Mu Yuting came back quietly on the third day after the divorce.
I wanted to take a sneak peek at Xiao Nuan, but instead of seeing her, I saw a mess on the floor.
He was in a low mood at that time and didn't care about his mysophobia.
Aunt Qiao was confused and her head was numb. Oh my God, was there a thief in this house?
She almost called the police.
No, there are several brand-name bags next to it. If a thief comes in, it is impossible not to take them.
Aunt Qiao stepped over the pile of clothes and walked in. On the dining table were the sandwiches that Mu Yuting had made for Xiao Nuan that morning, as well as the boxes of takeout that Mu Yuting had ordered for Xiao Nuan.
It's almost moldy.
It has been several days since Mr. Mu and his wife lived here.
Too busy?
No time to clean?
Are you staying in a hotel?
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