The truth always hurts, but Mu Yan knew that if she kept acting obedient and sensible, these people would never realize how ridiculous their so‑called happy, perfect life really was.

Ever since she found out what her mom had gone through, she honestly just couldn’t like anyone in this family.

And during this time, thinking back over everything that’s happened in the past six months, if she really had to say how much they loved her, it didn’t seem like much at all—at most, there was some guilt.

Sooner or later, that guilt would be worn away, and since she was distant from them, in their hearts she would naturally never compare to Zhuang Chujiao, who’d been by their side for over ten years.

Since that was the case, there was no need for her to be polite or to spare anyone’s pride.

"Nuannuan, I don’t understand what you’re talking about?" Liang Rong looked at her with an innocent face.

Mu Yan gave her a look, then turned her head toward Mrs. Zhuang. "You don’t know either, Madam?"

Mrs. Zhuang’s expression shifted slightly. She’s not calling her Grandma anymore—this time there really was no room to turn things around?

Seeing her stay silent, Mu Yan looked at Zhuang Shaoyang. "You were the victim. You’re not going to say you’ve forgotten, are you?"

"Nuannuan, that’s all in the past. There’s no need to bring it up again. Your mom is no longer with us." Zhuang Shaoyang frowned, clearly unwilling to touch that humiliating history.

Mu Yan was seething inside. "So just because she’s dead, she has to suffer that false accusation forever? Zhuang Shaoyang, you keep calling her shameless, saying she was fooling around with other men. And what the hell are you? You cheated on my mom, kept a mistress and an illegitimate daughter behind her back, and you still act so high and mighty. The look on your face is truly disgusting."

Zhuang Shaoyang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing.

"Nuannuan, how did you find out about what happened back then?" Zhuang Zeyang, who had kept silent until now, suddenly spoke.

Mu Yan avoided his gaze and said, "I remember it all."

"I told her." Ruan Xinyu suddenly spoke up.

"Why did you tell her all that?" Zhuang Zeyang looked at his wife with reproach.

Ruan Xinyu said calmly, "Nuannuan asked, so I answered. I don’t see why we can’t tell her. Besides, I’ve always felt there was more to what happened back then. Ah Ning was not that kind of person. Isn’t that what you think too?"

Zhuang Zeyang fell silent at that.

The living room fell into a brief silence before Mr. Zhuang suddenly spoke. "Since Nuannuan has brought up that matter from back then, and says she has evidence, then let’s hear it. I know exactly what kind of temperament the daughter I raised had."

Mrs. Zhuang’s expression changed slightly as she looked at her husband. Seeing his stern face and knowing his mind was made up, she didn’t say anything more.

Mu Yan gave the old man a surprised glance. Actually, she didn’t have a bad impression of Grandpa. In this family, he was the fairest one, and her eldest uncle, Zhuang Zeyang, had completely inherited that trait.

So why hadn’t he helped Mom back when that happened?

Digging up old scandals, especially ones this shameful, left Zhuang Shaoyang looking somewhat defeated. He found a place to sit down, head buried against his knees, clearly not wanting to face any of it.

Mu Yan couldn’t care less how he felt. She said, "I have the physical evidence here. As for the witnesses, they’re still on the way, but they should be here soon."

She had both physical evidence and witnesses? Everyone stared at her in shock and suspicion. Was there really proof? In an instant, the way they looked at Liang Rong changed.

From what Nuannuan was saying, this whole thing had something to do with Liang Rong.

Zhuang Chujiao couldn’t stand their looks and snapped angrily, "Mu Yan, stop trying to scare people. Your mom was the one who cheated. What does that have to do with my mom?"

Mu Yan couldn’t be bothered to waste words on someone like her. She looked at Liang Rong and gave a faint smile. "Aunt Liang, don’t get too shocked later."

Liang Rong felt a chill under her gaze. She forced a smile, but inside she was a bundle of nerves.