Chapter 159: I Was Wrong, Baby

Jiang Tingbai raised an eyebrow, knowing that he had agreed.

He picked up the wine beside him, poured a glass for Pei Yuli, and then poured one for himself.

"Then let's toast to you and wish each other a successful cooperation."

Pei Yuli felt inexplicably nervous. He didn't say "no" but picked up the wine Jiang Tingbai had poured, clinked glasses with him, and then drank it all in one gulp.

...

After chatting for a while, Xu Yihuan finally remembered.

The man in front of her was none other than Grandpa Tan, who used to visit her with a lot of things when she was a child.

Although she was young at the time, her grandfather loved to chatter with her and talked to her about almost everything.

Tan Wenye is the name he mentions most often.

My grandfather and Grandpa Tan met in the army. They had similar personalities, trained together, and got into trouble together, which naturally fostered a deep revolutionary friendship.

"You have no idea, at that time, we were almost going to the battlefield. The Yue army was about to attack. Since we were nearby, they transferred us there. But in the end, I don't know what happened, the Yue army withdrew. Your grandfather and I escaped because of this."

“I used to visit your grandfather in Yuncheng often! But now he’s gone, and I’m all alone, sob sob sob.” Uncle Tan cried his heart out as he said these words.

Xu Yihuan pursed her lips. She was too young at the time and had almost no memory of these things.

But he still comforted her, saying, "It's okay, Grandpa Tan. My grandpa wouldn't want you to be so sad."

Tan Wenye wiped away his tears with his sleeve and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little sad."

"By the way, I heard your parents got divorced? I originally wanted to go to Yuncheng to find you, but unfortunately my health has been getting worse and worse these past two years."

"The old injury on my leg also aches from time to time."

"That's why we haven't found a suitable opportunity to go over there."

“But I told you to talk…” Before he could finish speaking, Tan Zhixu suddenly pinched his thigh.

Tan Wenye paused, turning his gaze to Tan Zhixu, only to see Tan Zhixu looking at him with half-closed eyes.

Tan Wenye pursed his lips, suppressing a laugh, but still knew to keep quiet.

Tan Zhixu was assigned to Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School by him, so that he could keep an eye on Xu Yihuan and help her if any problems arose.

Actually, when Tan Zhixu was born, a fortune teller said that his fate was not good and that it was best not to let him show his face in public. The fewer people who knew his identity, the better. If possible, he could go to a city that favored wood, which would balance Tan Zhixu's attributes.

No one would normally believe such unlucky words.

However, Tan Zhixu has had a constant stream of problems, both big and small, since birth.

What science can't solve, we can only rely on metaphysics. So Grandpa Tan took Tan Zhixu to Puji Temple.

The eminent monks of Puji Temple recommended this place to Grandpa Tan.

This suited his wishes perfectly, so he conveniently arranged for Tan Zhixu to attend Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School.

Now it seems that this was indeed true. Look at Tan Zhixu, he stayed in Yuncheng for three years and his health has improved a lot.

"Yes, we got divorced, it happened several years ago."

He was not told by his parents about their divorce. After the divorce, his father was busy with work, his brother left, and his mother only said that she was going on a long trip and would be back soon.

But he waited and waited, and in the end, his mother never came.

I can only wait for my brother to come home occasionally.

To be honest, she heard about her parents' divorce from her brother. Isn't that ridiculous?

When Tan Wenye brought this up, he was immediately filled with dislike for the surname Pei.

When Old Xu passed away, his only wish was that I could help take care of his only granddaughter.

He used to frequently travel to Feiyun City.

However, his health deteriorated later, and Xu Rongyu was frequently away on business trips. Even when he went, there was no one to chat with, so he gradually stopped going in person.

But Tan Zhixu had told him everything.

He had already heard Tan Zhixu say that Pei Yuli, that scoundrel, often made things difficult for Huanhuan, all because of another girl.

Tan Wenye was feeling melancholy and couldn't even eat.

He deserves to die; he couldn't even properly fulfill his old comrade's last wish. Fortunately, Huanhuan worked hard and gradually made it to this point.

He couldn't even imagine how tiring it would be step by step. For someone like An Lan, who wanted to get into Peking University, there were plenty of people who would go out of their way to arrange things for her, but Huan Huan could only rely on herself...

well……

Tan Wenye felt increasingly distressed the more she thought about it.

No, he has to find a way to make it up to her, even if it's just to adopt her as his goddaughter or god-granddaughter!

Tan Wenye thought about it more and more and felt that it made sense, so he immediately stood up.

He needs to see a lawyer to figure out the best course of action!

"You guys eat first, I have to go now."

"Huanhuan, if you need anything, remember to come find Grandpa Tan, or Tan Zhixu, don't be afraid of the trouble!"

Xu Yihuan nodded, flattered: "Okay... okay, thank you, Grandpa Tan."

Actually, Tan Wenye is not young, he is almost sixty. If Xu Yihuan's grandfather were still alive, he would only be in his sixties. It's just that Xu Yihuan has gotten used to calling him grandfather.

Tan Wenye left after he finished speaking.

Tan Zhixu hummed unhappily twice: "Look how he treats you like a treasure, anyone who doesn't know better would think you're his real granddaughter!"

Xu Yihuan handed Tan Zhixu a skewer: "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Tan Zhixu moved closer to Xu Yihuan and hugged her.

He particularly enjoys this kind of physical contact; it's a physiological liking that he can't control.

"He's jealous, just ignore him, he's just an old man!"

Xu Yihuan smiled and obediently replied, "Okay, okay, eat up."

Tan Zhixu was finally satisfied and was about to sit back down on the other side.

Just then, Xu Yihuan's phone screen lit up.

The two of them subconsciously looked up.

It was a WeChat message from Jiangjin Nan.

Xu Yihuan was worried something might happen and tried to take the phone, but Tan Zhixu wouldn't let her see it.

"Don't look at his messages. Even if you want to, can you wait until I leave?"

Tan Zhixu's face was pale, her long eyelashes drooping and fluttering, looking like a beautiful woman shedding tears, very aggrieved.

Xu Yihuan keenly sensed that this was not just simple jealousy.

He asked patiently, "What's wrong? Why don't you like him?"

Tan Zhixu shook his head and buried his head in Xu Yihuan's neck, looking like he didn't want to talk.

Xu Yihuan felt a slight itch on her neck from Tan Zhixu's fluffy hair, but she endured it. She knew that Tan Zhixu would definitely speak up if he had a problem.

Sure enough, a moment later, Tan Zhixu's muffled voice came through: "He called you last night..."

"And then what? You answered?"

"Yes, I was wrong, baby." Tan Zhixu quickly admitted his mistake, but his voice still sounded aggrieved. If Xu Yihuan really took the opportunity to scold him, he would cry himself to death.

Xu Yihuan patted Tan Zhixu's forehead reassuringly.

"Okay, don't feel wronged. Tell me, did he say anything nonsense to you?"

Tan Zhixu shook his head.