"Hey, Ann, can you really hear me talking? Indeed, I knew your silver bracelets were extraordinary..."

Qin Sui’an immediately covered the two silver bracelets on her wrist, attentively and cautiously scanning her surroundings, and solemnly said, "Old man, these were given to Ann by my parents."

"I never said I wanted to snatch your silver bracelets."

The voice hummed softly, "I don’t need your pair of silver bracelets either. I am very wealthy! I can have whatever I want!"

Qin Sui’an didn’t have a deep understanding of money, but upon hearing the old man’s words, she didn’t let her guard down and continued to tightly hold onto her precious silver bracelets.

She looked around in all directions, then tilted her little face upwards and gazed at the sky.

No one was in sight! After pondering for a moment, she lowered her little head and glanced at the ground.

Cough... "Ann, although I did indeed come up from the underworld, you won’t see me on the ground."

The old man stroked his white beard, "I am right in front of you."

Qin Sui’an suddenly raised her little head and stared ahead.

But she didn’t see anything!

"I am a spirit, of course, you can’t see me. It’s already good enough that you can hear my voice."

The old man looked at her, clicked his tongue, and muttered: "If only you were my granddaughter. Oh well, it’s a pity. Our family is cursed, just like that. My father had a son, and I also had a son. My son did well and had three children, but they were all sons! Not a single daughter..."

As if finally finding someone to confide in, the old man kept on talking incessantly.

While speaking, he sighed and lamented, "I wonder if any of my descendants will have a daughter."

Qin Sui’an listened in a daze, not quite understanding what the old man was trying to say.

But she knew that the old man wouldn’t snatch her silver bracelets anymore, so her little expression relaxed.

The old man stopped his rambling and started chatting with the Ann, wanting to hear her sweet and innocent voice.

"Ann, you’re quite brave. How come you didn’t cry when you heard my voice?"

Qin Sui’an earnestly replied, "Ann is brave."

She was indeed startled and a little scared, but she wanted to be a brave child.

"Not bad, having that mindset is a good thing."

The old man looked more and more satisfied and couldn’t help but sigh, "If you were my granddaughter, I would leave all my inheritance to you. I am quite wealthy."

Just how wealthy was he?

Even as a ghost, he was a wealthy ghost. And now, he could appear here because he bribed the underworld’s gatekeeper with money and sneaked up for a stroll.

Last night, the Hell King wanted to bring his soul back to the underworld for reincarnation, but he gave them money and sent them back to the underworld.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his fingers together and muttered, "It’s a good thing I asked my son to burn more money for me in his dreams. Otherwise, I might not have enough to spend."

While listening to the old man’s constant talk about money, Qin Sui’an suddenly remembered that her daddy also went to work to earn money.

She sighed softly. "What’s wrong? Why is the Ann sighing?"

The old man immediately asked.

"If Ann has money, Daddy doesn’t have to go to work."

Qin Sui’an pouted her little mouth, dejectedly lowering her head, "But Ann doesn’t have money."

"You’re still young! Although I had a good family background when I was human, I didn’t have a single penny when I was a child!"

The old man quickly comforted her, "When you grow up, you’ll definitely be extraordinary! Speaking from my experience, with your looks, you have good fortune, wealth, and luck! You can rival me!"

Perhaps, she would even have a better life than him!

Qin Sui’an patted her little belly and nodded firmly, "Okay! Ann will have money!"

With a gentle tone, the old man asked, "Ann, do you want to be my granddaughter?"

Qin Sui’an shook her little head firmly, "Ann has a grandpa. Ann is Grandpa’s granddaughter!"

"How old is your grandpa? He should be close to death, right?"

As soon as Ann heard this, it seemed like he kicked over a vinegar jar, sourly saying, "When the time comes, I might have to protect your grandfather in the underworld!"

Qin Sui’an immediately furrowed her little eyebrows and hummed, "Ann won’t talk to you anymore!" Grandfather wouldn’t die soon. Grandpa would live to be a hundred and more than a hundred years old!

The old man saw her glaring angrily and quickly tried to appease her, saying, "Oh dear, I wasn’t cursing your grandfather to die early, I was just saying it casually..."

Before he could finish appeasing her, he noticed a shining bald young man walking towards them.

The old man cursed inwardly, wondering why the bald young man had returned so quickly.

He hurriedly said, "Ann, don’t be angry, it’s my fault! I’ll come find you later!"

Qin Fujia took a lovely pink umbrella and walked briskly, afraid that little Ann would have to wait for too long.

He approached little Ann and opened the umbrella, holding it above her head.

Glancing sideways, he noticed that little Ann’s cheeks were slightly puffed up and her small mouth was pursed as if she was quite upset.

Qin Fujia first scanned the people around them but didn’t find anyone suspicious.

He gently asked, "Ann, what’s wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Qin Sui’an nestled into her Eldest Brother’s embrace, tilting her little face up, and asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Eldest Brother, will grandpa die?"

This sudden question caught Qin Fujia off guard.

Qin Fujia gently patted her back and patiently replied, "Ann, as long as it’s life, death is inevitable. Whether it’s Grandpa, me, or even the big white goose, we will all experience death."

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Qin Sui’an’s eyes.

"Eldest Brother, does that mean nobody can avoid death?"

Qin Fujia pondered for a moment and softly answered, "Death is not scary. It’s just a change of place for everyone to reunite, like waking up from another place after a sleep."

Qin Sui’an blinked her round eyes and listened attentively to her Eldest Brother’s words.

These words seemed to make death less frightening because everyone would still be together.

However, she still felt a little sad.

Qin Sui’an couldn’t help but grip her Eldest Brother’s clothes and anxiously asked in her sweet voice, "Eldest Brother, why will grandpa die? Is it because his foot is injured?"

Cough... Qin Fujia really wanted to ask everyone around who had suddenly brought up the topic of death to little Ann, even the fact that their grandfather would die.

Clearly, their grandfather was peacefully sleeping in the villa.

Qin Fujia twisted his prayer beads and composed himself, answering, "Ann, Grandpa is very healthy. He won’t die for at least the next ten years."

Worried that little Ann would keep dwelling on this somewhat serious question, Qin Fujia changed the subject, "Ann, who were you chatting with just now?"