Old Madam Mu was furious, but there was nothing she could do.
When she came back to her senses, the living room was left with only her, Shen Xin, and Mu Haiyun, the mother and two children.
In anger, Old Madam Mu directly smashed the teacup near her hand onto the ground with great force, creating such a commotion that even Mu Tiantian, who was the last to leave, couldn't help but look back.
Meanwhile, Mu Qinghan and the others had already entered the study, clearly hearing the commotion, their brows furrowed tightly.
Mu Tiantian glanced back and blinked with a mischievous smile.
"Grandpa, it's nothing. I don't know where this stray cat came from, but it somehow ran in from outside, jumped onto the table, and accidentally knocked over the teacup."
Mu Qinghan's expression slightly improved, but he was no fool and naturally understood that his little granddaughter was just trying to save face for the old wife outside.
To be honest, Mu Qinghan felt a headache.
