After leaving Mu Chen's home, Mu Yan got into the car.
The driver asked her, "Miss, would you like me to take you home now?"
Mu Yan frowned. Home? Could a place where she was the only one really be considered a home?
Especially now that she knew he silently endured so much for her; she felt somewhat ashamed.
Could she blame him for not explaining?
No, his intentions were always for her sake.
Before this, she felt a bit indignant.
They always said he loved her far more than she loved him, so she wanted to do something to prove herself.
But she overlooked one thing: without Jiang Jingheng's forbearance, if she had learned the truth right away, would she really not have blamed him?
After all, he could still be considered an "accomplice" in her brother's death, even if it was Mu Chen's request.
When people realize they've wronged someone, they instinctively become forgiving of mistakes that were unavoidable, yet good for them.
"Let's go back." Mu Yan said.
