"Hmm, I met Huaâen outside the Capital City."
Yang Chuxia was still somewhat unable to accept it. A child she watched growing up, could be so ruthless.
"Wait, son." Yang Chuxia suddenly remembered something, "You said Huarong wanted to send Huaâen to Yunchuan, but you rescued Huaâen, so what about Huarong?"
Ye Haoyang did not avoid Yang Chuxiaâs gaze and said, "I originally didnât want to let her go, but she said as long as I let her go, she would never return to the Capital City, so I let her leave."
"Is that really so?" Yang Chuxia had some doubts. No one knew her sonâs nature better than her.
How could he so easily let someone leave?
And Ye Ziâan did not believe this at all.
"Second, no matter how wrong Huarong is, it should be the Mu Family to punish her. If you know where she is, find her and send her to your Uncle Mu."
Ye Haoyang repeated what he said earlier, "Dad, she really left by herself."
"Alright, I hope your Uncle Mu can believe your statement as well."
Ye Ziâan knew this child was tight-lipped. If he didnât want to talk, no matter how they asked, it would be useless. So he stood up and said, "Letâs go, accompany your mother and me for breakfast."
"Yes."
Ye Ziâan and Yang Chuxia were still living in the Bamboo Court. When they entered the courtyard, Ye Rongqing was already waiting.
"Dad, Mom, Second Brother."
"Weâre about to have breakfast. Why are you still eating these snacks?" Yang Chuxia reached out and took away the box of chips in his hand.
Ye Rongqing chuckled twice and sat down at the table.
The previous conversation was rather heavy, which made the atmosphere at the dining table quite somber.
After the meal, a maid brought water for rinsing their mouths and washing hands, and then Ye Ziâan said, "You come with your mother and me to the Mu Residence. Before that, go bring Huaâen."
"Yes."
After giving instructions to a servant, Yang Chuxia looked at him worriedly, "Son, your Uncle Mu is not easy to fool. If you donât bring Huarong out, be careful he might hit you."
Yang Chuxia also figured it out at this moment. Given her sonâs temperament, even if Huarong left the Capital City, she definitely didnât leave on her own. Where she went, only Yangyang actually knows.
A while later, the servant who went to Yushu Alley returned, saying that Mu Huaâen had already gone back to the Mu Residence.
With that, Ye Ziâan and his wife also prepared themselves and took Yangyang to the Mu Residence.
At this moment, the entire Mu Residence was eerily quiet, and the servants passing by didnât even dare to breathe loudly.
When they entered the living room, Mu Shaoling and Dongyang were already there. Mu Huaâen was standing in the middle with her head down, while Mu Niancheng was kneeling on the ground.
Yang Chuxia looked over and noticed the traces of blood on Mu Nianchengâs body.
Seeing him like this, Ye Haoyang knew he had already confessed everything. But he deserved to be beaten. Such a big matter, how dare he hide it.
Upon hearing Ye Haoyangâs sneer, Mu Niancheng looked up at him and pulled out a malicious smile.
"Youâve arrived?" Commandery Princess Dongyang greeted the three from the Ye Family feebly, "Have a seat."
But only Ye Ziâan and Yang Chuxia sat down, while Ye Haoyang stood next to Mu Huaâen.
Commandery Princess Dongyang forced a smile and said, "Yangyang, itâs all thanks to you for Huaâenâs matter; otherwise, I wouldnât have known she suffered so much."
"Aunt Dongyang, this is what I should have done. I canât just watch my future wife suffer."
Mu Shaoling looked at him coldly, "Where is that rebellious girl Mu Huarong?"