Shen Min'e and Dong Wushuang were also there. They were all surprised when they heard what Elder Wen said. They looked at Zhan Xinyue with a frown.

Dong Wushuang was learning to be a teacher in the army. Many of her colleagues were military officers. When the teachers were preparing lessons in the office, they would naturally chat about their parents' daily lives.

After Mr. Wen lost his son and grandson, several military officers who were Wen Huaimin's comrades-in-arms, fearing that the old man's family would be sad, proposed to him to adopt a godson, promising to take care of Mr. Wen until his death, but they were all rejected.

This was the first time that Mr. Wen took the initiative to propose adopting a granddaughter.

"Grandpa Zeng," Wen Mingxuan shook the old man's hand and asked naively, "If the beautiful sister is your granddaughter, should I call her aunt?"

"Yes, Xuanbao is really smart." Old Man Wen touched the kid's head.

"Wow, that's great." Wen Mingxuan jumped up in surprise. He was already five years old, but he was only two or three years old, an age when he knew nothing.

The kid knows that his aunt is definitely closer to him than his older sister.

Zhan Xinyue glanced at Xuanbao, who was so happy that he was spinning around, and roughly understood what Master Wen meant.

"Mr. Wen, can we go into the study and talk?" Zhan Xinyue asked.

"Okay." The old man agreed, squatted down and discussed with his great-grandson: "Xuanbao, you play in the living room for a while."

"Okay." Wen Mingxuan was very obedient. He held Dong Wushuang's hand, called her grandma sweetly, and went to the yard to see the flowers.

Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan brought Mr. Wen to the study on the third floor.

"Mr. Wen, are you worried about your own time being too short and want Tunan and I to raise Xuanbao?" Zhan Xinyue asked directly.

If this is the case, Zhan Xinyue really wants to agree. But she is cruel, and she also likes Xuanbao.

Having raised two ungrateful children in her last life, Zhan Xinyue had a shadow in her heart. In this life, she would raise anyone's children except her own.

"Yes." Elder Wen denied, "I still have brothers and sisters, and many nephews and nieces. My health is too good. I have already held a family meeting. If I pass away, Xuanbao will be adopted by my nephew who is a university professor. The others will provide financial support."

Mr. Wen was poor and did not leave much inheritance to his only great-grandson, so he still had to rely on the help of his relatives.

"So you want to adopt a granddaughter?" Sheng Tunan asked.

"Xinyue saved my life and cured Xuanbao's leg."

Old Wen laughed at himself and said, "I don't have any money to repay you, so I can only let Xinyue call me Grandpa. In the future, if she wants to do something, as long as I am in charge, it will be much more convenient."

It is true that Mr. Wen has no money, but his power is indeed unparalleled.

Zhan Xinyue raised her eyebrows. If she had used Mr. Wen’s name, she wouldn’t have had to wait until 1979. She could have started a pharmaceutical company now.

"Mr. Wen, are you afraid that I will use your name to cheat and take advantage of the opportunity to make money?" Zhan Xinyue asked.

"Hahaha, you can." Elder Wen laughed happily, which was rare.

"I admire your sincerity and say whatever you want. I have fought warlords, resisted the enemy, and experienced the darkness before dawn. How could I not recognize the storm?"

After talking too much, Mr. Wen felt very comfortable. He cleared his throat a few times and continued, "Xinyue, you and Tunan both have abilities and principles. But you are honest and flexible, and you are not blindly soft-hearted. Only people like this can do what they want."

Zhan Xinyue nodded and said modestly, "I think you are right."

"Just Mr. Wen, what is your request?"