In modern times, she has lived alone for twenty years. At first, she envied others who had families and parents, but later, she gradually got used to being alone.

She used to think that she didn't care about her parents' love, but now, she really felt that warmth, and she realized that she actually longed for it, but that desire had been hidden deep in her heart.

King Ancheng and Qin Zichu also came over, and the four of them hugged each other.

"Father, daddy, let me introduce you. This is my husband, Zhang Xiuyuan, and this is our child. His full name is Zhao Huaiyuan, and his nickname is Little Baozi." Zhao Chuchu pulled Zhang Xiuyuan, who was holding the little Baozi, over.

Mrs. Wang grabbed Zhang Xiuyuan's hand and said, "I know you, Xiuyuan. Thank you for always being with Chuchu, being so kind to her, and taking care of her."

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and had a good impression of the Wang Fu in front of him: "No, it is my wife who has been taking care of me. Besides, we are husband and wife, and we should support each other."

"Yes." Wang Fu nodded, his eyes falling on the little bun uncontrollably, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his lips. "This is my darling grandson, he's so cute. Come, let grandpa hug you."

Mr. Wang picked up the little bun, his movements gentle and cautious, his eyes full of doting.

Although he is a grandfather now, he has rarely held a child.

He had two daughters, one was kidnapped at birth, and the other had a wandering ghost in her body. How could he embrace her?

So now that he is holding the little baby, he cherishes it even more.

"Let me hug you." King Ancheng was also thinking about his grandson Xiao Baozi very much, so he started to fight with the king's wife for him.

"Chu Chu, you are the daughter of King Ancheng and his wife. We couldn't find you before, but now that you are back, we have no reason to let you wander around. Are you willing to come back with your children to recognize your ancestors?" King Ancheng asked cautiously before leaving.

She was a little nervous, afraid that Zhao Chuchu would refuse. After all, although she was her mother, she had never raised her in more than 20 years. She felt guilty and uneasy, wanting to get closer but afraid of being rejected.

She now just wants the best for her that she can.

Zhao Chuchu did not refuse and nodded in agreement. King Ancheng was ecstatic and his eyes were red.

"Father, I have a favor to ask of you."

"You tell me, father will agree to anything." Before Zhao Chuchu could say what it was, King Ancheng immediately promised.

"I want to keep my adoptive mother's surname, Zhao."

When returning to one's roots, one usually has to change one's surname. Zhao Chuchu should have taken the surname Qin like King Ancheng, but this body was raised by Madam Zhao, who poured all her love into her.

After Zhao Chuchu said this, Qin Zichu fell silent instantly. Almost in an instant, she understood what Zhao Chuchu meant.

It also made her thoughts drift away and she thought of that person.

The woman who treated her as her own daughter even though she knew that she had no blood relationship with her.

The woman who is reluctant to beat or scold her even if she is lazy and idle.

My sister's current body was raised by our adoptive mother, but in fact, it was she who was with our adoptive mother for twenty years.

When her elder sister thought of this, she was willing to keep the surname "Zhao" and was unwilling to erase the traces of that person, but she seemed to have already forgotten her.

At this moment, Qin Zichu felt a surge of guilt in his heart, and his hands on his knees clenched tightly.