Bai Chenyao did not give the Old Madam Mu much chance to think, his eyes extremely cold and sharp, carrying layers of frost, making them impossible to ignore.
The icy pressure came head-on, and the Old Madam Mu's expression suddenly froze, her face rigid.
Mu Qinghan, who had not spoken since his old wife spoke, looked on, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, coughed lightly, and slowly began to speak.
"Chen Yao, I have carefully checked the Mu Family's marriage contract. It was tampered with before, but the person you have a marriage agreement with is indeed Tian Tian, not Haiyun!"
The Old Madam Mu looked at Mu Qinghan in disbelief, her voice becoming extremely sharp.
"How is that possible!"
Mu Qinghan's expression turned exceedingly serious, his voice equally cold, even carrying an unprecedented sternness.
"How is it not possible?"
Mu Qinghan stared at his wife, the disappointment in his eyes evident, and after a while, he spoke again.
