Actually, Yang Chuxia was speaking very softly to Ye Zi'an, and there were not many people in this outer room at the time, but sometimes things just happen to coincide.
Old Mu had come over under the guidance of a young servant, and happened to hear this sentence.
"Who has anything to do with me?"
"Uh..." Yang Chuxia was stunned.
She looked at Ye Zi'an, who in turn looked calm, and they exchanged glances. In her eyes, Yang Chuxia asked whether she should say it or not, but Ye Zi'an shook his head.
However, Old Mu who didn't get an answer was already impatient. He eyed the two suspiciously, then leaned in to peek into the inner room, but due to the curtain, he couldn't see anything.
For some reason, it was as if there was some magical power in there that made him want to step inside unconsciously.
Finally, he arrived at the bed in the inner room, and when he tremblingly pulled back the curtain, his breath seemed to stop at just one glance.