One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mu Sheng could feel periodic, sharp pains from his heart. His heart had always been rather weak. After being provoked by Yun Shishi's words, his entire body stiffened and he was unable to move. His face turned pale and his breathing became hurried and brief.

He grabbed his chest tightly, his expression becoming twisted due to the pain in his heart!

However, she did not know about his body's condition. She thought that the old man was just pretending to be pitiful to gain her sympathy!

Did he think that pretending to be pitiful was going to be that effective?

She would never forgive him!

The moment she thought of how her mother was buried alive in raging flames, she was filled with even more hatred toward him. Thus, she said coldly, "Leave… Get out! I don't ever want to see you again!"

Mu Sheng continued to hold onto his chest, unmoving. He bit his lower lip and stared at her with a face contorted in pain.

She sized him up and asked, "What? Are you not leaving? Don't want to leave?"

She paused for a moment, the corner of her lips twitching slightly, and then said emotionlessly, "Fine! If you don't want to leave, I'll leave!"

As she said those words, she turned around and walked toward the door.

The elderly man was finally worried. He frantically reached out, hoping to grab hold of her. However, just as his hand extended halfway, his entire body twitched, stiffening harshly, causing him to fall to the ground limply.

Mu Yazhe was stunned as he saw this. He walked up forward and picked him up.

As the woman heard the strange sound behind her, she turned around, only to see the old man fainting from anger with a rigid expression.

The man lowered his head to look at his grandpa, his expression a little cold. As he looked up and exchanged glances with the startled woman, he said indifferently, "Grandpa's body isn't in a good condition!"

Thereafter, he carried his grandpa in his arms and rushed out of the hospital ward.

She furrowed her brows, stunned by the scene. Unconsciously, she followed the man.

When she reached them, Mu Sheng was already in the emergency room. Mu Yazhe was sitting outside the closed doors, his posture straight with a cigarette between his fingers. His brows were furrowed in thought.

She walked over slowly, as if having just realized that the words she had said to the elderly man earlier were too hurtful. Suddenly, she felt a little vexed!

The woman lowered her head as she leaned against him. For a long time, they did not speak.

The light to the operation room lit up, which meant that this would take a few hours.

Mu Yazhe remained seated on the long bench outside the ER door. His expression was as cold as ice.

She sat by his side; both were silent.

It seemed as if a century had passed before he spoke suddenly. "I used to be like you. I used to hate him a lot."

Mu Sheng used to be a man he had hated to the bones.

Old Mu was a traditional man. He was outmoded and had a religious dogma, doing things that had him gritting his teeth.

However, no matter how many mistakes he made, everything good and bad that happened in his life had been because of him.

The luckiest thing that had happened to him was meeting Yun Shishi. If not for his grandpa, he would have missed her in this lifetime.

Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, it seemed that everything was mysteriously and inexorably destined.

Therefore, the hate that he felt toward him had lessened considerably at this point.

The woman did not understand the meaning behind his words, and she remained stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the doors to the operating room were opened.

Seeing him, the doctor walked up to him respectfully. He spoke with a deferential tone, but his face was filled with regret.

"Sir, I'm sorry! Grandmaster Mu's body can't take it any longer. We did everything we could."