a chance to be reborn."The stone mill took credit for itself."You've worked hard!"In the second year of the civil war, Qingyang was occupied by the underground party. People there evacuated to Pingbe...Liàn Yī stood up, ignoring the look in Qiān Rou's eyes, and directly opened the door. Outside stood Yang Jūn.

"Uncle Yang, hello! I am Lian'yi. My father is waiting for you inside."

The ripple customer politely said.

Yang Jun glanced at the ripples and immediately confirmed that the girl was Zhao Fenglin's biological daughter. She resembled Zhou Mengyu too much, with a trace of Zhao Fenglin's shadow on her face.

"Good boy, finally I see you! Old Zhao has hidden you well. These few years, I haven't seen you come to Shanghai either. If it weren't for my trip to the capital this time for a meeting, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to see you!"

Yang Jun chuckled, his smile concealing other plans brewing in his mind. However, they were still taking shape.

I've been studying in the capital, so I haven't been back to Shanghai.

Ripple smiled and led the person into the small hall. Yang Jun saw Mr. and Mrs. Zhao, as well as three unfamiliar people. They looked very ordinary. Most importantly, he also saw Xianrou, and the child sleeping soundly in her arms. He immediately narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something.

"Big Brother Yang, I'm so bold to invite you today, it's truly an important matter. I don't know how to tell you, maybe Qianrou can speak with you instead!"

Zhao Fenglin's face was calm. After asking Yang Jun to sit down, he spoke softly.

Yang Jun also wore a serious expression, looking at Xianrou and then at the child. He had a bad feeling about something.

At this time, Ci Rou had already wiped away her tears and looked at Yang Jun as he got up. She asked him in a good voice, then under the gaze of everyone, she gritted her teeth and repeated what she had said before.

This time, it wasn't just Zhou Mengyu. Even Wu Yong's father had a bad complexion. Wu Jinyi's face was flushed red with shame.

Yang Jun thought that it was his biological parents and adoptive parents who had come to settle accounts with him. His mind was in a bit of a mess, always feeling that something was off. However, as an old fox, there wasn't much change in his facial expression, only his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Lao Zhao, this matter..."

"Big Brother Yang, Fian Rou kept this matter a secret from all of us, even her own parents only found out recently. She didn't want to cause us trouble, so she stayed alone abroad for four years. Now that graduation is approaching and she's about to start working, she finally told us."

It's just that I thought, the child is from the Yang family. As a grandfather, you should know about it after all. Besides, a delicate girl like Xianrou getting pregnant before marriage and having such a big child, her future work, life, and marriage will all be affected. Domestically, things aren't like abroad; people can even kill you with their saliva.

Zhao Fenglin's tone remained calm, but his words still held a hint of protectiveness towards Qianrou.

She gently looked at Mr. Zhao and took out a file from her handbag. It contained Tuanbao's birth certificate and prenatal checkup reports.

"Uncle Yang, I left this child with you out of desperation. Otherwise, I might never have been able to be a mother. It's just that I don't want Tuanbao to be a child without a father, and I only want Yang Zixing to fulfill his duty as a father."

Yang Jun, clutching a few pages full of French text, couldn't make heads or tails of it. His face turned sour as he immediately said:

"Why are you telling us this now, after keeping it a secret from everyone"

His tone was full of suspicion.

Before she had been polite and courteous. But now, her face changed, her tone was bad, but suppressed as she said:

"Why How did my child come to be, you and Yang Ziyi know best. Was it voluntary on my part Why should I suffer a second hurt for him, even losing the right to be a mother"

Why Because my adoptive parents paid for everything, from my education abroad to the cost of having children. I've graduated now, shouldn't I be able to support myself and my children instead of relying on my adoptive parents

I also need to work, and I need to live my life. I also want to get married. Don't the Yang family have any responsibility

If you are unwilling, and not ashamed, I will resolve this matter through legal means. I still have the medical report from my initial injury, and Yang Ziyix's statute of limitations for prosecution has not yet passed.

Yang Jun's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.

After listening to both sides' conversation, Lian Yi's lips curled into a cold smile. Xian Rou was now throwing caution to the wind. Due to Yang Jun's questioning, she had shed her facade of innocence and bared her fangs. It seemed she intended to tear off a piece of flesh from the Yang family.

Of course she would help, and from her canvas bag she took out a wad of papers and respectfully handed them to Yang Jun. Inside were records of all the expenses, from Fei Rou's tuition when she was studying in France to all the costs associated with her pregnancy and the four years after the child was born.

From pacifiers, diapers, and milk powder for babies to postpartum recovery classes with professional instructors, everything is listed clearly. The details include the time, expenses, location, and whether payment was made by card or cash.

At this time, Zhao Fenglin also spoke lightly:

"Brother Yang, at first I didn't have much liquid funds. After your reminder, I only bought one piece of land. But as you know, these past two years I've focused on foreign trade and haven't involved myself in real estate development, so I sold that piece of land directly."

After deducting the principal, all the money I earned was spent on Chen Rou, especially during the year she took a break from school. To keep her student status, I donated a large sum of money to the school.

After learning that she was pregnant, I also tried my best to help the child while taking her feelings into consideration.

This time the data is in Chinese, Yang Jun took a look and it was really obvious that Lao Zhao had filled in many things. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

The room was filled only with the sound of everyone's breathing. This time, no one spoke to break the silence, and Wu Yong and Wan Guifen couldn't even get a word in.

"Wa wa" sounds came from the child's mouth, obviously the child had woken up.

"Mommy"

The child clearly pronounced the two words.

Softly, she enveloped the child in her arms, gently patting their back as she whispered soothing words:

"Good boy, Mommy's here!"

The child rubbed his eyes and yawned again before noticing there were many unfamiliar people in the room. He felt a little scared, clutching his slender neck with both hands as he curiously looked at everyone present.

Yang Jun looked the most carefully. Just now, the child was sleeping on the sofa, and he didn't see his face. Now that the child has woken up, he can tell at a glance that this child is his grandson because the child looks almost exactly like Yang Ziyixiao when he was a child, only his mouth and ears are like Xianrou.

"I need to discuss this with your aunt and Ziy翼. I won't stay long today."

Yang Jun was very decisive and directly rolled up all the documents, preparing to resign.

He can't just listen to Li and the Zhao family's side of the story. He also needs to go back and investigate. Things were finally smoothed over before, and if they are brought up again, it will be very detrimental to them.r and could only give up. They couldn't force the master to accept them as disciples, and besides, the attitude of Su Nü Palace showed that they valued every disciple very much. Unlike some sects who...