Chapter 829 - Chapter 829: The Andersons in America (3) (2/2)

She had thought that she could just watch from the sidelines.

However, when she heard Elder An’s words, she suddenly did not know what to do.

If he really wanted her as his granddaughter, why would Anping leave her in the country and return to China alone? How could he bear to let his old father have such a lifetime of regrets?

What was the reason for not allowing her to enter the An family and not even letting Old Master An know of her existence?

Anhao watched as Elder An suddenly turned around to instruct the servants. She sat quietly on the sofa without moving, but her eyes were no longer as cold as when she came. Instead, there was a hint of confusion hidden in them.

Suddenly, her hand was held by Zuo Hancheng. She turned to look at Zuo Hancheng, who was sitting beside her, and saw that he was looking at her with a gaze that made her calm down.

Anhao smiled back at him, meaning that she was fine. She just couldn’t figure it out, but she wouldn’t do anything rash. After experiencing so many things, she was no longer the Gu Anhao who used to be full of thorns.

Even though she might suddenly have a lot of thorns growing on her body because she walked into the house, before she figured out the truth, she would rather hide all these thorns and not hurt anyone for the time being. She did not want to poke through this window paper.

Anhao did not expect that she would move into the An family with Zuo Hancheng. She thought that she was just visiting and taking a look. It was not until she and Zuo Hancheng were arranged to stay in a quiet and elegant attic in the back of the An family’s residence that she believed that she was really staying in the An family.

When they arrived, it was in the afternoon. Grandpa An was especially kind and said that he would hold a welcoming banquet for them in the evening. He also said that Mrs. Anderson, who was in the ancestral hall all year round, would also come.

Just now, when the servants were preparing the room for them, Anhao heard the two servants whispering to each other that Mrs. Anderson had been living and eating in the An family’s ancestral hall for eight years and would not come out to have dinner with Old Master An for ten days to half a month. She did not expect the Zuo family to be so powerful that they could even invite Mrs. Anderson.

Anhao didn’t know that an American Chinese family like the Andersons would have a place like an ancestral hall. She also didn’t expect that Mrs. Anderson, who hadn’t appeared this afternoon, would eat and stay in the ancestral hall for eight consecutive years.

Eight years.

More than eight years ago, wasn’t that the time when An Ping left him in the Gu family after she died and returned to the United States?

“You just returned to New York, and you’re going to Paris to watch a fashion show with your friends without even entering your house. Has your mother spoiled you too much all these years? You don’t even know the rules!”

It was almost time for the banquet. When Anhao and Zuo Hancheng walked into the front hall, they suddenly heard Old Master An talking to someone. His attitude sounded very angry, and his sonorous voice resounded in the front hall.

Anhao, on the other hand, could roughly guess the reason from the key phrases of going back to New York and going to Paris to watch the runway show.

Last time at the private hospital in Los Angeles, when the girl next to An Ping came out of the consultation room to answer the phone, she seemed to have said something similar.