Be it eyebrows, nose, or mouth, Mu Wanrou, the one standing before him, bore no resemblance to the Qingcheng in his memories .

“Grandpa, what are you looking at?” She touched her face, wondering if there was anything strange on it .

Mu Sheng answered truthfully, “I'm only looking for the resemblance between you and your mother . ”

Her heart skipped a beat from shock for a moment before she forced herself to smile . “Not alike? How can that be? When I was a child, people said that my mom and I are alike . ”

“Not alike . ”

He slowly shut his eyes; her voice and appearance clearly emerged in his mind .

Be it features or voice, even after twelve years, it still left a deep impression on him .

That woman was the most indelible joy in his memory but also the most indelible pain .

Her death had dealt him a big blow, and he was devastated by this . He was sick in bed for a long time, unable to overcome the pain from losing his beloved daughter .

The smile on Mu Wanrou's face stiffened slightly . “Grandpa, do you still remember mom's appearance?”

“Of course, I do . I'm unable to forget her voice and appearance . ”

He sighed .

Outside, a servant gently knocked on the door . “Master, the medicine is ready . ”

She immediately raised her voice . “Come in!”

The servant entered the study with the medicine .

Alas, he shooed the servant out . “Take that away; it smells horrible . ”

The servant smiled and respectfully said at once, “Master, this medicine can't be stopped . Do drink it…”

“I told you to bring it away; do you not hear me?!” He violently banged the table and burst into anger, his voice so loud that the entire study room shook .

The servant was so frightened his knees nearly buckled to the ground .

Mu Wanrou said, “Alright . Go off, then . ”

“Young mistress, that medicine…”

“Alright . I'll persuade grandpa to drink it . You should go off first, lest he get angry . ” She waved him away .

The servant retreated respectfully and shut the door .

Turning around, the old man looked out the window, but his eyes gradually blanked . “Wanrou, take away that medicine; I'm not drinking it . ”

“Grandpa, you're throwing a tantrum again . This medicine smells bitter, but good medicine tastes bitter . Drinking it will surely be beneficial to your body . ” She went to his side and gently patted the back of his hand to coax him patiently .

He stubbornly replied, “What are the benefits? I've been drinking this medicine for years, and my body is still in this condition . It can't be cured; just let it be . ”

She helplessly laughed and coaxed him still . “How can you say so, grandpa? Drinking this medicine will surely be beneficial to your body . I'll feed you, alright?”

He looked out the window silently but did not refuse her, too .

This was when she stood up and walked behind him . While he was still looking out the window, she secretly took out a small bag of kraft paper from her pocket .

Very carefully, she ripped a small hole in the paper and lightly sprinkled the white powder in it to the bowl of prescription .

She then stirred evenly the colorless and tasteless substance with a spoon .

Mu Lianjue's words echoed in her ears . 'That old man's body is getting worse; he'll have a few more years to live at most . Unfortunately, that old thing, whether dead or alive, still holds the power in his hand . With him around, the Mu family isn't united; only by getting rid of him can I carry out my big plan . '

She gently stirred the medicine with a spoon as her deep gaze fell on the old man .