"Girl, in your eyes, what kind of person is your grandfather?" Fu Zhonghan asked the irrelevant question. He sat on the stone block and looked at her with a pair of sharp and bright eyes.

"What kind? Do you mean as a person or something else?"

"In all aspects, just tell me what you think of your grandfather."

An Tingyu pondered for a moment, then said: "Grandpa, maybe in your heart, you have some opinions about grandpa, but in my heart, he is a kind grandpa who thinks of me in everything. From childhood to adulthood, he is the only one who cares about me. Although my father has changed later, but you know what? Before the Four Nations Alliance, I fell off a cliff and almost lost my life. When I returned alive, grandpa and father were standing at the city gate, they were both crying. How can I feel about grandpa or father?"

As the saying goes, men don't shed tears easily. When she saw those two faces crying for her, she was deeply moved. At that time, she thought, how lucky she is! In her previous life, she lost all her relatives, but in this life, she 'found' her family who loved her.

Hearing this, Fu Zhonghan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally, he just said lightly: "It seems that the damn old man did at least one thing right."

"Grandpa, are you really blaming me because of my mom?" An Tingyu asked, because she wanted to resolve the feud between them. One was her grandfather, the other was her maternal grandfather, both loved her. They were clearly best friends before, so why couldn't they reconcile? It had been over a decade, and the deceased had turned to bones. What was the point of them still grumbling? Would this bring Fu Yinchun back?

"Blame? Shouldn't I blame him?" Fu Zhonghan couldn't hold back his anger. Fu Mo quickly reminded him, "Father!"

Fu Zhonghan turned around and looked at Fu Mo who was shaking his head at him, then glanced at An Tingyu. He sighed and said, "That was something from our previous life and has nothing to do with you. But grandpa still wants to remind you that compared to certain things, one day, you may become very insignificant in your grandpa's eyes. By that time... Never mind, I hope that time will never come!"

Seeing that Fu Zhonghan had no intention of saying anything more, An Tingyu did not ask any more questions, but in her heart, she was puzzled. Old Master An was just an ordinary person, with no official position and no political power. At most, he was just the emperor's teacher. But why would Fu Zhonghan say such a thing? And she remembered that three years ago, Fu Mo had said something similar, and he told her to be "careful, grandpa."

However, why should she be on guard against such an ordinary Mr. An?

"Grandpa, please reconsider the proposal I just made! My work here has come to an end, and I want to return to Tianmen."

…

In a dimly lit secret room, a sturdy figure sat on a high platform. Suddenly, he said to the empty room, "She said she's going back. How are the preparations going over there?"

This was a man's voice. He had a cold expression on his face and a pair of deep and sharp eyes flashing with cold light.

"It's ready, just waiting for your orders."

"Let's do it!"

"Yes!" A respectful response fell, and the entire secret room fell silent again, as if no one had been there just now. Only the person who stayed behind released a sharp cold light in his eyes. "I have prepared a plan for many years, please don't go back and destroy it!"

…

"Mom, are we really going back? Is Dad waiting for us at home?" Upon hearing An Tingyu say that she was going back, little Yunxi immediately ran over to ask, and seemed to be full of expectations for this father.

Looking at those expectant eyes, An Tingyu was suddenly speechless, because she couldn't tell Xiao Yunxi that the man was not actually his father, and not necessarily his biological father. But with such a complicated issue, she really didn't know where to start.

An Tianyu's life had come to a tragic end. She couldn't judge a dead person, but as someone living on in his place, she had to bear the consequences. And how could she tell Xiao Yunxi that she had given birth out of wedlock? That he was actually a child of an unknown father?

"Mom?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, little Yunxi raised his little head and looked at her in confusion.

"Xi'er, do you really want to see your daddy?" An Tingyu said gently, holding him on her knees and gently smoothing his black hair.

"Well, everyone else has a father, but they all say I don't..." The more she spoke, the more listless little Yunxi became. Her little mouth was pouting high, her face full of grievance, and tears were about to fall. "I obviously have a father, but they don't believe it. They even say I'm a fatherless wild child. Xi'er does have a father, right, mother?"

An Tingyu felt sad and hugged little Yunxi tightly in her arms, "Well! No one is born out of thin air. Everyone is born to parents. No one is without parents, and Xier is the same. So don't believe what they say, because they are too stupid and don't understand these principles. Our Xier should be magnanimous and don't bother with those little kids. They will understand in the future."

"Then when are we going back?" Little Yunxi was still thinking about the 'father' whom he had never met.

"Let's wait a few days! Let Mom talk to Great-Grandpa again, and then we can take Great-Grandpa back with us, okay?"

"Um!"

…

"Grandpa, are you resting?"

That night, after An Tingyu coaxed little Yunxi to sleep, she came to Fu Zhonghan's courtyard. She knocked gently on the door. After a while, a servant opened the door and said respectfully, "Miss Sun, the old man is still watching and hasn't gone to bed yet. Please come in!"

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