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

The heavy footsteps gradually faded away, and the wind in the corridor took the opportunity to blow in from outside the door, making Zhan Mochen's eyes sour.

It takes more than thirty hours to fly back and forth from Country M to Country M, and then back to Country M from China.

Gu Shiyuan made such a trip just to get together for this short ten minutes, to see the old man in person and make sure he was okay.

He obviously missed his blood relatives so much.

It's a pity... No one can turn back time and change fate.

The next morning.

Mr. Zhan woke up very early, but he never spoke. He just looked around blankly, looking confused and in a trance.

Zhan Mochen and An Yan were worried about Mr. Zhan and came to the hospital early.

Seeing that Mr. Zhan was in a trance, as if he was looking for someone, Zhan Mochen was a little uneasy.

He fed Mr. Zhan breakfast with his own hands and asked carefully: "Grandpa, did you sleep well last night?"

"Sleep well, and I also had a dream..." Mr. Zhan said, hesitantly: "But I don't feel like it is a dream, it feels like reality."

"Oh?" Zhan Mochen said calmly: "What dream did grandpa have? Tell me."

"I, I dreamed of him..."

There was still a layer of window paper between grandparents and grandchildren that had not been broken. Mr. Zhan changed his words mid-sentence and said vaguely: "I dreamed that your father was back. He stood beside my bed for a long time, and then left without saying a word. I don’t know if I’m not living well under Jiuquan.”

"It's possible. When I get back, I'll burn some paper money for him and burn incense to worship him, so you don't have to worry about him anymore."

Zhan Mochen said calmly, feeling scared for a while.

It seems that when Gu Shiyuan came to visit the old man last night, the old man did not sleep deeply.

Fortunately, the old man took medicine before going to bed and could not tell the truth from the lie while half asleep, otherwise this matter would have been difficult to resolve.

When Mr. Zhan heard what his grandson said, he suddenly remembered another thing.

The Zhan Junyuan buried in the Zhan family's cemetery is Gu Jingdong's son, and his biological son hid in the fire scene and is still buried as a lonely ghost in a barren mountain.

Maybe there is no tombstone or memorial tablet, and there may not even be anyone to pay homage.

How does this work?
  Mr. Zhan thought for a while and warned Zhan Mochen.

"Mo Chen, when you go back to pay homage to your father, help him set up an extra memorial tablet in our cemetery. You should also remember to burn incense and pay homage."

"Okay, tell me your name and I'll take care of it when I get back."

Mr. Zhan took a pen and paper and wrote three words: "Gu Yuanhong, please call him...call him uncle."

"Okay." Zhan Mochen lowered his eyes and glanced at those three words without asking any more questions.

As long as it makes grandpa happy, anything will do.

Just watching Mr. Zhan finish his breakfast and look out the window with empty and sad eyes, Zhan Mochen couldn't bear it.

He opened his mouth several times, almost wanting to tell the old man the truth, telling him that what happened last night was not a dream, it was really his biological son who came back to see him.

But in the end he held it back.

Gu Shiyuan had arranged the best ending for this ridiculous old incident, and the old man finally survived the bad news.

He couldn't selfishly make any more waves.

After returning, Zhan Mochen quickly built a tomb in the Zhan family's cemetery and set up a memorial tablet for "Gu Yuanhong".

Seeing the memorial tablet of his biological son entering the Zhan family cemetery majestically, Mr. Zhan seemed to have lost a piece of his heartache and his health was getting better day by day.

After staying in the hospital for a week, he recovered and was discharged.

Although Madam Bai was vaguely aware that Mr. Zhan was hiding something from her, she didn't ask too much. The two of them came together again at this age because of their inseparable feelings for each other, and they did not want to interfere with all the privacy of each other.

Everyone's life seemed to have returned to its previous calmness, but Mr. Zhan remembered something again and asked the old housekeeper to do it.

"There is no doubt that Mo Chen is a descendant of my Zhan family, but what happened back then has to be clarified. There is nothing to investigate on the Gu family, so let's continue investigating the Ji family."

"Ji family?" Uncle Li was very surprised and immediately searched for information about Ji family in his mind.

"Since the death of the young mistress, the Ji family has cut off contact with our Zhan family. I heard that there are not many people left."

But Mr. Zhan shook his head: "No, there are still people in Ji Yanrong's family, but they moved their family to settle overseas and never came back. People in the circle thought that there was no one in their family."

"So it is."

Li Bo nodded, but felt doubtful in his heart.

If there are still people in the Ji family, then why has no one ever come to see Master Mo Chen in all these years?

The young master is the heir of the Zhan family, but he is also the grandson of the Ji family. Are the Ji family really so cruel and indifferent to their daughter's only bloodline?

It seems that there is indeed some reason for this.

Uncle Li secretly sighed in his heart that the old man had thought carefully, and immediately ordered someone to investigate.

Before leaving, Mr. Zhan stopped him again.

"Don't let Mo Chen know about this matter. Find someone to investigate quietly in private. Remember, you must avoid Mo Chen's hands."

"Yes." Uncle Li agreed happily.

Today's Zhan family, it is not easy to bypass the young master's manpower, but it is not impossible.

and……

Uncle Li always had a strange feeling that when he was looking for clues before, the young master seemed to be deliberately making things easier for him.

Gu Jingdong was captured by the young master himself.

Is the young master really unaware of everything Gu Jingdong said?
  Uncle Li's thoughts moved slightly, but in the end he suppressed these messy thoughts with his years of loyalty and sense of responsibility.

No matter whether the young master knows it or not, and no matter what the old man's plan is, he just needs to do his job well.

……

White Mansion.

This time, Teresa brought her little princess to China to attend the [-]-day banquet of twins. They had such a great time that they had already exceeded the deadline for returning to China, and were still reluctant to leave.

The staff of the royal family of Country M received several urging letters from the Queen and were anxious.

The person in charge kept presenting facts and reasoning to Duresha every day, hoping that the princess would not be willful and return to the country with them as soon as possible.

Duresa was unmoved. After all, she was still a young girl in her early twenties at heart, and she would not be transformed all of a sudden just because she became a mother.

"I finally came to China, so I won't go back so soon. This is my husband's house. I want to have a good time before going back!"

Duresa only replied with this sentence, then shut the door out of the staff and stopped seeing them.

The staff had no choice but to beg in front of An Yan.

An Yan had lived in country M for six years with her three children. The name "Rose" was also very famous in the fashion design circle of country M, and she was regarded as a goddess idol by Princess Theresa.

The staff felt that Her Royal Highness the Princess would definitely listen to An Yan's advice.

An Yan was also a little worried about the diplomatic problems caused by Duresa and the little princess staying in China for too long, so she persuaded her to return to country M first.

"You'd better abide by the promise you made to the Queen and return to China as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you break your promise this time, it will be difficult for you to come to China again after you return." (End of Chapter)