C387 Hidden Hatred

Inside the old residence of the Mu family, Mu Jian was sitting on the seat of the family head. He straightened his back and stared at Mu Yi Chen with a pair of deeply sunken eyes.

"Yi Chen, do you remember your grandpa?"

On Mu Jian's wrinkled face, it was obvious that he was happy. He could not believe it and asked Mu Yi Chen again.

"Director Mu, I have troubled you to take care of my amnesia