Wu Chufeng stood to the side, coldly watching Xiao Mumu cling to Wu Daniu's leg and wail, a scornful smile playing on his lips.
He had long seen through Xiao Mumu's tricks. Every time she made a mistake, she would bring up her mother to win Wu Daniu's sympathy.
It was a move that never failed her.
"Mumu, what happened to your mother is a thorn in your grandfather's heart, but you can't use it as a shield every single time, can you?"
Wu Chufeng's tone was cold, his eyes filled with disdain. "Your mother suffered back then because of the war, not because of your grandfather. Now you're exploiting his guilt to run wild, causing harm and even death. Is this what your mother would have wanted you to do?"
Hearing Wu Chufeng's words, Xiao Mumu's face instantly turned ashen.
