Seeing Qing Si Huai walk in, Qing Mu Ye's gaze turned cold as it fell upon Qing Si Huai.
However, Qing Si Huai was unfazed. Instead, he pointed at Qing Mu Ye and asked the Old Madam, "Who are they?"
"I don't recognize them. Grandma doesn't recognize them," Old Madam Qing shook her head, her gaze towards Meng Jing Wei and Qing Mu Ye filled with unfamiliarity.
Qing Si Huai raised an eyebrow and smiled coldly, "I don't recognize them either. In fact, I find them rather unsightly."
He was deliberately provoking them.
"If my dear grandson dislikes them, Grandma will chase them away."
Old Madam Qing acted on her words immediately, pointing at Meng Jing Wei and Qing Mu Ye, "You two, get out! Go far away. I don't want to see you again."
She waved her hand, showing them the door.
Qing Mu Ye clenched his fists by his sides and walked towards Qing Si Huai, raising his hand to deliver a punch. But Meng Jing Wei grabbed his arm, "A Ye, no."
She looked worried, shaking her head, "Grandma's memory is failing. She only has Qing Si Huai in her heart right now. If you hit Qing Si Huai, Grandma will be the one who is hurt and upset."
"Hahaha, it's still little girl Jing Wei who is clever."
The affectionate address was the same as always.
Meng Jing Wei had disliked Qing Si Huai calling her that back then, and now hearing it made her feel even more nauseous and disgusted.
Old Chen stood by the side, shaking his head in anger. "Old Madam, he is the Seventh Master, not your grandson! Open your eyes and look, he's really not Mu Ye!"
"Hmph, he is my grandson." The Old Madam held Qing Si Huai's hand tightly and walked unsteadily. "Come, let's go to the living room. I'll have the kitchen make you something delicious later."
"Mhm, mhm, okay."
Qing Si Huai held the Old Madam's hand back, and the two walked into the living room.
As he brushed past Qing Mu Ye, Qing Si Huai deliberately bumped Qing Mu Ye's arm with his elbow, only to be astonished to find...
The arm he had broken before had healed.
What in the world was going on?
Qing Si Huai was greatly alarmed, unable to comprehend the situation no matter how he tried. However, he didn't show it.
Qing Mu Ye harbored too many secrets; he had to investigate thoroughly.
Reaching the stairs, Qing Si Huai still glanced back at Qing Mu Ye. He saw that Qing Mu Ye was walking without a limp, his eyes had returned to normal, and the scar from his disfigurement had vanished.
What was happening?
Was the man who was disfigured, crippled, and had a broken arm not Qing Mu Ye at all?
If that person wasn't Qing Mu Ye, then who was it?
Questions swirled in his mind, leaving Qing Si Huai's thoughts in a fog.
Seeing this, Old Chen immediately spoke to comfort them, "Young Master, Young Madam, please don't take it to heart. The Old Madam has always been deeply concerned about the Young Master. But because Mu Ye resembles Uncle Seven in appearance, and you two haven't been around the Old Madam for a long time, she naturally mistook Qing Si Huai for Mu Ye. Sigh, looking at this, my heart truly aches."
As she spoke, Old Chen's eyes welled up with tears.
Meng Jing Wei quickly comforted her, "Aunt Chen, it's okay, really. Grandma is still our Grandma no matter what. She's sick now, how could we possibly hold it against her?"
Qing Mu Ye glanced back at the living room, his eyes hardening, and left directly.
Seeing him leave, Meng Jing Wei had no choice but to wave goodbye to Aunt Chen. "Aunt Chen, there are still some matters at the company, so we'll be going. We'll come back to see Grandma whenever we have time, A Ye and I."
"Mhm, okay. Young Master, Young Madam, please be careful."
Aunt Chen waved goodbye to them, then sighed again as she looked at the two children in the nanny's arms.