Lan Zhuojing smiled bitterly and lowered his head.

"Besides, your son has a lot of resentment towards this family,"

Lan Zhuojing lowered his head and sighed: "It's only natural that I feel resentful."

Lan Zhuoyu patted his shoulder and stood up. "Lan Shuyin and Lan Shuyi, after you find out, deal with it first. Don't let the children come back and get in their way."

"You won't be reluctant, will you?" he asked tentatively.

Lan Zhuojing whispered: "I just feel a little emotional."

He looked up at him and said, "But don't worry, I know what's going on."

Lan Zhuoyu then showed a satisfied look in his eyes and turned away...

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

The two brothers Lan Zhuojing and Lan Zhuoyu came to the door to greet Lan Guoxiong and his party.

I saw two cars approaching from a distance.

Madam Lan saw the two people waiting in front, stroked Yi Ning's hand, and sighed: "Xiao Ning, that's your father."

Yi Ning looked over there. He looked very majestic, as tall as Fu Xiao's father. Would he treat her the same way Mu Lianshen treated Xiaoxiao?

Yi Ning, who has never experienced fatherly love since childhood, is a little frightened at this moment.

Yi An, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to sense her emotions. After getting out of the car, he walked over and held her hand.

Looking at the brother and sister holding hands, Mrs. Lan's eyes were red again, "What good children, how could they suffer such a hardship?"

She tilted her head to look at Lan Guoxiong who was walking over. "Go ask them why they treat our Lan family like this. What have we done to them that they would treat two innocent children like this?"

Lan Guoxiong felt bitter inside. He probably knew why, but if he told his wife about it, would she forgive him?

It was indeed because of my own credulity that these tragedies were caused.

He stepped forward and patted her hand soothingly. "You are not feeling well. Go home and rest. I will go to the detention center to check."

The moment he saw the two siblings, Lan Zhuojing stood silently, scanning Yi An's face with complicated eyes. Seeing the cowardice and uneasiness in Yi Ning's eyes, he felt as if his heart was being pricked by a needle and it was extremely painful.

"child....."

Lan Zhuojing shouted with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice: "I am Daddy, I'm sorry,"

The two siblings remained silent and did not say a word.

Lan Guoxiong walked up to Lan Zhuoyu and asked, "Where are the people?"

"Police station,"

"Well," Lan Guoxiong instructed, "Send your mother and the others back. I'll go there."

Yi An's calm voice came from behind, and he said, "I'll go too."

Lan Guoxiong glanced at him and wanted to refuse. He didn't want the child to know that he and his sister had suffered this because of such a ridiculous grudge among the older generation.

But, seeing the determination in his eyes, I nodded.

Well...well, let the child complain. After all, it is indeed his fault.

He thought too simply of people.

Lan Zhuojing watched them get in the car and drive away, feeling mixed emotions. He looked at Old Madam Lan and said, "Mom, please go back first. I want to go see what's going on."

Madam Lan waved her hand, took Yi Ning's hand and walked into the house, "Ignore them, Xiao Ning, let's go home."

Lan Zhuochi followed Lan Zhuojing into the car. When he saw him looking at him, he crossed his arms and said with a pout, "I must go. If you don't take me, I will go by myself."

Lan Zhuojing rubbed his head, said nothing, started the car and drove to the police station.

In the cell of the police station.

Lan Guoxiong walked slowly to a place and stopped, looking at the person inside. He just looked at him quietly, his eyes were dark and deep, but his expression was unexpectedly peaceful.

Yu Heyao's eyes were somewhat gloomy, and he said with a fake smile: "Guoxiong, why aren't you angry?"

His eyes swept over Yi An, his emotions fluctuated significantly. He clenched his hands, slowly stood up, walked in front of him, and smiled, "I am your grandpa,"

Yi An tilted his head slightly, looked at him, and asked, "Why do you treat us like this?"

Yu Heyao smiled kindly, "Who told you to have the last name Lan?"

"My child, I thought you were dead a long time ago, but I didn't expect that you are still alive. It seems that the Yi family couple is still a little timid."

Speaking of the Yi couple, Yi An's mood changed. Thinking of the suffering he and his sister had endured in Gangcheng, and the abuse they had suffered, his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, making a clattering sound.

As if seeing his anger, Yu Heyao continued, "How are you doing? I don't think it's good. Although they don't dare to kill you, they have a grudge against the Lan family, so they must have abused you."

Yi An rushed to the door and grabbed the cell door tightly. He looked very scary, like a roaring tiger, "You... really deserve to die..."

With such great force, the iron bar on the door was actually bent slightly.

"Hahaha, Guoxiong, look at this child, he looks a lot like you, and he's also very strong. Looking at him, those two people from the Yi family must have made him suffer a lot."

Yu Heyao's expression gradually became crazy, and he looked at Yi An viciously: "Kid, do you know that what happened to you and your sister is all because of this old man, and because your last name is Lan?"

Lan Guoxiong suppressed his anger and said gently, "Xiao An, you go out first."

As he said this, he wanted to pull his hand off the door, but Yi An avoided his hand. There was resentment and hatred in his eyes, but he didn't know who the object of this resentment was.