Chapter 869 - My Daughter @Ling Sheng (1/2)

“What did you say?” Lu Yubai was confused too. What did this have to do with Sheng Sheng? In the next moment, his pupils constricted swiftly as he asked in disbelief, “Sixth Brother, who do you think Sheng Sheng is?”

Jiang Zhe’s body stiffened, and his voice tensed up. “Sheng Sheng is your daughter?”

No wonder!

No wonder he had felt a sense of familiarity the first time he had seen that child. He had felt that he resembled her.

So it was her child.

However, why had the child she had spent so much effort to save ended up wandering outside?

Exactly what had happened back then? Given her personality, she definitely wouldn’t let go no matter what once she had decided to keep the child!

In order to commemorate her, she had even set up a fashion brand under her name. Everything indicated that she did not know that the child from back then was still alive in this world!

“Sixth Brother, what do you plan to do?” Rong Yin paused for a long time before speaking.

Who would have expected that after more than 20 years of twists and turns, their relationship still couldn’t be cut and was such a mess? Sheng Sheng was actually his and Nangong’s daughter!

Love and fate were destined.

Huo Ci did not know. His emotions were very complicated, and his mind was in a mess. He did not know how to deal with this.

He only knew one thing.

When it came to that brat.

He definitely would not back down!

Ling Sheng had initially planned to pack up and go to the cemetery to see her foster mother after she got home. She had only come to take a look. They would spend the night at her hometown and go back early the next morning. She had even promised her grandparents to go to the Su Family!

The local worship was still the same as in the past. They set off firecrackers, and burned paper money, and ingots. She had brought her foster mother’s favorite fruits and desserts and even made a few signature dishes.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there were actually people in the cemetery. It looked very festive and lively. From afar, one could see a pair of new people in festive clothes. They had come to report the good news to their ancestors. There were also a lot of people accompanying them. They were burning Xi paper[1]. It was a local custom.

When they passed by, an old lady wearing a festive traditional Chinese outfit with a red flower on her chest walked over with a walking stick. She smiled at her. “Sheng Sheng, the two of you came home to see your mother. Oh, Xiaoqi has grown up.”

Xiaoqi greeted her crisply. “Hi, Grandma Lin.”

Upon hearing Xiaoqi’s shout, Ling Sheng looked at the old lady in front of her. She remembered that he was a grandma who had a good relationship with her foster mother. His surname was Lin. She smiled and asked, “Grandma Lin, what’s this?”

“My grandson will get married tomorrow and bring my granddaughter-in-law over to burn some xi paper. Your husband sure treats you well. Your mother should be relieved,” Grandma Lin even deliberately praised Jun Shiyan and smiled at him. “You’re not bad, young man. Take good care of our Sheng Sheng. Sheng Sheng is a good child.”

Jun Shiyan smiled and nodded.

Nangong Lengyu looked at the old lady. She kept feeling that the old lady looked at Ah Yan as though she knew him. Had Ah Yan accompanied Sheng Sheng in the past?

Upon seeing the old lady act so familiar with him, Ling Sheng frowned strangely and pointed at Jun Shiyan. “Grandma, do you know him?”

“Do you really think I’m an old fool?” Grandma Lin was unhappy as she looked at Jun Shiyan. “Isn’t he your husband? Although Grandma is old, my memory is good. When your mother passed away, he was the one who accompanied you. He was also the one who organized your mother’s funeral. He’s Xiaoqi’s father and your husband.”

Ling Sheng gave Jun Shiyan a complicated look, not knowing what she was feeling at the moment. Her and the Third Master? When her mother died, she had organized a funeral? When had that happened? Don’t try and fool her. “Grandma Lin, is what you said true?”

“What’s wrong with you?” Grandma Lin looked at her strangely. “Don’t tell me you’re more forgetful than me. It’s him. Your husband. He’s so handsome. How could Grandma mistake him for someone else?”

Upon hearing the old lady’s words, Ling Sheng’s mind was in a mess. Exactly what was going on in this book world? She refused to believe it. She turned around and pointed at Nangong Lengyu. “Then, Grandma, do you know her?”