who?

When Xian Mingyu turned around, he saw an elderly man with white hair, yet still full of energy, standing at the end of the corridor.

His gaze was somewhat serious.

Feng Zhiyuan walked up to Xuan Mingyu and said, "You must be the man my granddaughter was talking about."

"You are... Bai Xiaoruo's maternal grandfather?"

"It's me."

Finally, without any effort, I found it.

"Hello Grandpa, I am..."

"You don't need to explain to me or introduce yourself. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Did you come here to see me, or to see my granddaughter?"

"I......"

Before Xian Mingyu could speak, Feng Zhiyuan interrupted him again, "No matter what questions you ask me, I only have one answer: I do not approve of your marriage. You are not worthy of my precious granddaughter! Don't dream that you can get any information from me. She came to see me yesterday afternoon, but left in the evening. She's not here. As for how you lost her, I have no interest in knowing. You can't even take care of your own wife, so I don't expect you to be good to her. Besides, don't try to claim kinship with me. I didn't know I had a granddaughter!"

This was originally the first meeting between Xuan Mingyu and Feng Zhiyuan, but they never expected that Bai Xiaoruo's maternal grandfather would harbor such deep resentment towards them.

But regardless, due respect is still essential.

"Sir... no matter what, she is still my wife. If you know where she is, please tell me. I am very worried about her."

"Worried? Hmph! Do you think you are? You'd be more grateful if you could set my granddaughter free as soon as possible!" With that, Feng Zhiyuan turned and left.

Although Bai Xiaoruo rarely mentioned Xian Mingyu when she came to see him, Feng Zhiyuan could subtly sense the bitterness and forbearance in her eyes. He could tell at a glance whether she was doing well or not.

If he had found her sooner, the Feng family would still be as prosperous as before. No matter what, he would never let his precious granddaughter suffer the slightest grievance and get married at such a young age.

For so many years, his feigned madness in public was all a cover for waiting for the right moment to reveal the secrets he kept hidden in his heart.

......

Unable to glean any information about Bai Xiaoruo from Feng Zhiyuan, Xuan Mingyu could only leave in disappointment.

Time ticked by, and it was almost noon. If he couldn't find Bai Xiaoruo soon, Xuan Mingyu would really go crazy.

Where is she?

How much longer will it take him to find her?