Jiang Suisui followed Jiang Yan back to Kyoto first.

It chirped all the way, just like a duck. Are all other people's children this annoying? Can we go back?

Jiang Yan silently sent a message to Xu Chen. After seeing Xu Chen's reply, he picked up the tablet beside him and played Qiqi the pig for the child.

Jiang Suisui understood the tablet Jiang Yan handed over instantly. "Don't like people who talk too much, are you annoying me? My parents provide me with food and clothing, so I'll put up with it!!!"

Seeing that the child finally calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Chen was left behind to deal with the problems at the orphanage and investigate the birth of Jiang Suisui, not letting go of any possible clues.

In the entire Jiang family, only Jiang Yan and his grandfather are still alive. The others are either dead or killed by Jiang Yan himself.

Jiang Yan carried Jiang Suisui back to the Jiang family's old house. The courtyard was silent except for the sound of a gentle breeze. Jiang Suisui had already fallen asleep in Jiang Yan's arms, completely unconscious.

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Suisui in his arms, a subtle tenderness flashing in his eyes. She seemed quite cute.

He walked into the hall of the old house with steady steps, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

When Jiang Suisui woke up from the bed, she looked around the room blankly. The curtains were drawn tightly, not a single light came in. There was a small yellow warm light table lamp on the bedside, which looked out of place in the room.

The whole room is decorated in black and gray, which is deep and mysterious. The walls, floors and furniture are all shrouded in this dark color, giving people a sense of tranquility and calmness.

The room was spotless, every corner was as clean as if it had just been carefully wiped, without a trace of dust or stains.

The items are neatly arranged and arranged in a staggered manner, showing the owner's rigor and organization. Everything is in order, as if even the air is flowing quietly in this orderly atmosphere.

"Sui Sui, this is your home now. Jiang Yan sent you back yesterday and then left."

Jiang Suisui slid down from the bed and walked out of the room barefoot. The entire corridor was quiet. Standing at the stairs on the second floor and looking down, she could clearly see the general layout of the first floor.

The spacious living room, in stark contrast to the modern decor of the other rooms, exudes a distinctly Chinese aesthetic. The antique sofa, intricately carved with patterns, exudes a timeless charm. The television, nestled in a wooden frame, complements the surroundings beautifully. The soft carpet, delicately embroidered with patterns, adds a touch of elegance to the living room.

Every detail here displays the charm of traditional Chinese style, as if traveling through time and bringing people into an ancient and mysterious world.

The servant nudged Zhou Ma and pointed to the second floor. Zhou Ma looked in the direction and saw a little girl standing there.

The little girl's hair was a little messy, and she was wearing a worn gray dress. She looked like she had just woken up, and her pair of purple eyes were particularly eye-catching. She had a delicate and lovely appearance, with skin as white as snow, but she was a little thin.

Zhou Ma looked at the little girl carefully. Her eyes were exactly like her own young master's. Suddenly, Zhou Ma slapped her thigh and said in surprise, "Young master, did you bring the young lady back?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Suisui looked up and saw Aunt Zhou walking over in two steps. "Young Miss, I'm Aunt Zhou. The young master is really something. He brought the young miss home without even telling me."

This was the scene Jiang Yan saw when he came out of the study. The child was listening to Zhou Ma talking blankly. The moment he turned around and saw him, he blinked. The next second, he rushed over with a baby voice, "Daddy, Daddy, I didn't see you when I woke up."

"Oh, hey, I said that our young lady is just as pretty as the young master. Young master, does the master know?"

Jiang Yan frowned, "You're back late."

Mother Zhou didn't care about her young master's cold face. The next second, she rushed out like the wind. Her voice calling "Master" could still be heard faintly.

"I'm rich, but my dad, this villain, is pretty easy to get along with. He seems to be living in a pretty healthy environment. It's not as dark as it's written in the book."

"Maybe it's because he's old. He used to be known for his cruelty. You better be careful. I felt like he wanted to kill you on the way yesterday."

"How is that possible? I'm so cute."