Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

"..."

There was dead silence on the other side of the phone, and Gu Shiyuan didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Zhan Mochen heard Gu Shiyuan's low and bitter voice.

"Did Gu Jingdong tell the old man my true identity?"

Zhan Mochen thought for a while and guessed: "Does he know your true identity?"

If Gu Jingdong had always known Gu Shiyuan's identity, he would not have been able to watch Gu Shiyuan become involved with both the Bai family and the Zhan family.

Gu Shiyuan was startled by the question, but he quickly reacted.

Yes, Gu Jingdong has not looked for him for so many years. After the fire, he has never heard from Gu Jingdong again.

So this matter is not irreversible.

Gu Shiyuan said: "It seems that Gu Jingdong doesn't know that I am still alive, but I can't let the old man know my identity."

"Uncle Gu, is the persistence in your heart that important? Don't you want to recognize us at all?"

Zhan Mochen had already considered confessing this matter to Mr. Zhan before. Even without Gu Jingdong, he never thought of hiding this matter forever.

Gu Shiyuan smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't want to recognize you, it's really... I'm no longer qualified..."

"Why? What are you insisting on?" Zhan Mochen asked.

"Mrs. Si saved my life. I promised her at that time that I would no longer recognize my ancestors and return to my clan in this life. I will live as a member of the Si family and die as a noble of the Si family. I cannot break my oath, otherwise..."

When Gu Shiyuan said this, he seemed to remember something bad and his face turned pale.

He had indeed sworn a strong oath back then. If he broke his oath, the descendants of the Zhan family would never be able to stand up again.

"Then I'll go find Mrs. Si and tell her," Zhan Mochen said.

Gu Shiyuan didn't want Zhan Mochen to take risks, and he didn't want him to worry about him. He didn't say any more and just said: "Mo Chen, this matter is complicated. You listen to me and don't do anything for the time being. If the old man didn't take the initiative to follow If you mention it, just don't mention anything first and just pretend you don't know. Leave the rest to me."

"……it is good."

Zhan Mochen agreed with complicated emotions.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the darkening sky and told the driver: "Let's go."

Along the way, Zhan Mochen tried hard to calm down and try not to show anything strange when he saw the old man.

But he had little hope.

He knew his grandfather's temper. How could he hide such a big thing?
Night gradually enveloped the entire Zhan family's old residence.

Zhan Mochen walked into the main house door with a heavy heart, planning to find Mr. Zhan as soon as possible.

When he looked up, he found Mr. Zhan sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a book in his hand and looking gloomy.

Zhan Mochen walked lightly, walked over and sat down next to Mr. Zhan.

"Grandpa, I see that you are not very happy. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Zhan Mochen asked calmly.

"Huh? No, I'm in good health."

Mr. Zhan suddenly raised his head, and then realized that his grandson was back, and hurriedly faltered.

His eyes were twinkling, and he didn't dare to look at his grandson.

Lao Li was right, Mo Chen couldn't let Mo Chen know about the nonsense Gu Jingdong said for the time being.

Otherwise, the child might have too many thoughts.

On second thought, Mr. Zhan deliberately pretended to have a relaxed tone, and his expression remained as usual: "I had two bowls of rice at noon today, and I am in great health. Don't worry about it."

"Ah That's good."

Zhan Mochen nodded, reached out and took the book from Mr. Zhan, glanced at it, and said as if unintentionally: "By the way, grandpa, I heard that you went to the detention center today. Did you do anything to Gu Jingdong?" "Ah? Well...I, I didn't do anything to him, I just slapped him lightly..."

Mr. Zhan's eyes flickered, and he picked up the cold tea in front of him and drank it hard.

You can't mention a single word of those bastard things Gu Jingdong said to Mo Chen!
Definitely not to mention it!
Zhan Mochen looked at his grandfather's guilty look, which was funny and sad at the same time.

Grandpa really thought he knew nothing.

But Grandpa, a man with such a bad temper, was able to swallow his breath and endure this matter. In the end, he still cared about his grandson.

Grandpa is afraid that if he says these words, he will be separated from him, right?

Therefore, he didn't mention a word, and he didn't even question whether he was his grandson.

Zhan Mochen's heart suddenly felt sour, his eyes were reddish, and his throat was choked.

After a while, he suppressed the sourness in his heart, picked up the teapot, poured a new cup of hot tea for Mr. Zhan and put it into his hand.

"Grandpa, that Gu Jingdong is a mad dog. The police told me that he talks nonsense in the detention center all day long, so we should ignore him."

"Yes, he is a delusional lunatic! From now on, no matter whether he is dead or alive, we should no longer care about this unlucky thing!"

Mr. Zhan nodded repeatedly, and his heart was relieved.

But in order to prevent his grandson from asking further questions, Mr. Zhan quickly changed the topic.

He took the tea and angrily complained to Zhan Mochen about another sad thing.

"Where is Xiaoyan? Can you ask her to help me persuade your grandma? Her temper is too big. I said a few unpleasant words, but she ignored me again! She even ran away from home. Run back to Bai Mansion, I see, she only cares about that old immortal named Wen now!"

Mr. Zhan's tone was very indignant, and Zhan Mochen had no doubt that if Mr. Wen were in front of them at this moment, his grandfather would rush up and fight with Mr. Wen.

He also saw the clips of interviews with Mr. Wen in the hospital from several newspapers today. Naturally, he could imagine how heartbroken Grandpa was after seeing those videos.

But Grandpa was so angry that while Zhan Mochen couldn't laugh or cry, he also felt relieved.

Grandpa is still jealous and angry, which shows that what Gu Jingdong said did not have a big impact on him.

In this case, he just pretends that he doesn't know anything.

Let's keep this secret from each other for now, and wait until Gu Shiyuan comes up with a safe way to solve this matter.

After making up his mind, a smile flashed across Zhan Mochen's handsome face, and he gave Mr. Zhan an idea.

"Since it's you who annoyed grandma with your nonsense, I'm afraid it won't be possible for Yanyan to come forward. Why don't you bring 999 roses in person and go to Bai Mansion to bring grandma back."

"999 roses? It doesn't work!"

Mr. Zhan shook his head repeatedly, dismissing this common method of chasing his wife.

They are not those hot-headed young people who can reconcile by sending a few flowers.

Besides, Yunping always likes to keep a low profile. If he went to send flowers in a big way, she might be even more angry and think he was vulgar.

Zhan Mochen was very insistent and gave several examples.

"How do you know if it doesn't work if you don't try? When Yan Yan ignored me in the past, I relied on this to win her heart. And Song Jing also went to Bai Gongguan when he quarreled with Xiao Shao and returned to her parents' home. I sent roses to Xiao Shao, didn’t I also comfort her?”

"Really?" Mr. Zhan was dubious.

But when he thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case.

Mo Chen sent flowers to Xiaoyan, he knew about it.

Song Jing went to Bai Gongguan to send flowers to Bai Shao to apologize. He seemed to have heard the old guy Song Mingxuan mention this.

When Mr. Zhan thought of this, his heart warmed up, and he was instantly convinced of his grandson: "Okay, let's do it. I'll go send flowers now! Lao Li, prepare the car!" (End of Chapter)