Publishedat 31st of October 2019 01:40:19 AMChapter 773
Be it eyebrows, nose, or mouth, Mu Wanrou, the one standing before him, bore no resemblance to the Qingcheng in his memories .
“Grandpa, what are you looking at?” She touched her face, wondering if there was anything strange on it .
Mu Sheng answered truthfully, “I"m only looking for the resemblance between you and your mother . ”
Her heart skipped a beat from shock for a moment before she forced herself to smile . “Not alike? How can that be? When I was a child, people said that my mom and I are alike . ”
“Not alike . ”
He slowly shut his eyes; her voice and appearance clearly emerged in his mind .
Be it features or voice, even after twelve years, it still left a deep impression on him .
Advertis.e.m.e.nt That woman was the most indelible joy in his memory but also the most indelible pain .
Her death had dealt him a big blow, and he was devastated by this . He was sick in bed for a long time, unable to overcome the pain from losing his beloved daughter .
The smile on Mu Wanrou"s face stiffened slightly . “Grandpa, do you still remember mom"s appearance?”
“Of course, I do . I"m unable to forget her voice and appearance . ”
He sighed .
Outside, a servant gently knocked on the door . “Master, the medicine is ready . ”
She immediately raised her voice . “Come in!”
The servant entered the study with the medicine .
Alas, he shooed the servant out . “Take that away; it smells horrible . ”
The servant smiled and respectfully said at once, “Master, this medicine can"t be stopped . Do drink it…”
“I told you to bring it away; do you not hear me?!” He violently banged the table and burst into anger, his voice so loud that the entire study room shook .
The servant was so frightened his knees nearly buckled to the ground .
Mu Wanrou said, “Alright . Go off, then . ”
“Young mistress, that medicine…”
“Alright . I"ll persuade grandpa to drink it . You should go off first, lest he get angry . ” She waved him away .
The servant retreated respectfully and shut the door .
Turning around, the old man looked out the window, but his eyes gradually blanked . “Wanrou, take away that medicine; I"m not drinking it . ”
“Grandpa, you"re throwing a tantrum again . This medicine smells bitter, but good medicine tastes bitter . Drinking it will surely be beneficial to your body . ” She went to his side and gently patted the back of his hand to coax him patiently .
He stubbornly replied, “What are the benefits? I"ve been drinking this medicine for years, and my body is still in this condition . It can"t be cured; just let it be . ”
She helplessly laughed and coaxed him still . “How can you say so, grandpa? Drinking this medicine will surely be beneficial to your body . I"ll feed you, alright?”
He looked out the window silently but did not refuse her, too .
This was when she stood up and walked behind him . While he was still looking out the window, she secretly took out a small bag of kraft paper from her pocket .
Very carefully, she ripped a small hole in the paper and lightly sprinkled the white powder in it to the bowl of prescription .
She then stirred evenly the colorless and tasteless substance with a spoon .
Mu Lianjue"s words echoed in her ears . "That old man"s body is getting worse; he"ll have a few more years to live at most . Unfortunately, that old thing, whether dead or alive, still holds the power in his hand . With him around, the Mu family isn"t united; only by getting rid of him can I carry out my big plan . "
She gently stirred the medicine with a spoon as her deep gaze fell on the old man .