"She has left the Capital City, and we don't know where she is now."
Mu Shaoling heard the same words from Mu Huaen, but he didn't believe it at all. He knew Ye Haoyang's character better than anyone; the child was extremely protective. Huaen was hurt, how could he let Huarong go? He refused to believe the story about leaving the Capital City; it's very likely that she's already...
"Didn't you have someone follow her?"
"No."
Mu Shaoling's face grew even grimmer.
"Nonsense!" he slammed his palm on the table, his gaze piercingly fixed on Ye Haoyang, "Ye Haoyang, let me ask you again, where is Mu Huarong? My Mu Family will never tolerate anyone ruthless and malicious, but even if she were to die, it would be by my own hand with the parting drug."
"Uncle Mu, she's already gone. I've told you many times, but I still say the same thing. She has legs of her own—how could I keep an eye on her?"
