Xing Chen walked over and took her hand, smoothing the strands of hair blown loose by the wind behind her ear with a gentle touch. His cool lips slightly lifted, "Seeing her, are you relieved?"

"Mm! Fortunately, we arrived in time!" Ran Xiangsi nodded, no longer looking at the sky, but turning to gaze at the man by her side.

That profound face, those deep, dark eyes...

Even after five years, I still can’t get enough of looking at him...

"So, where should we go next?"

Originally, we wanted to find Chu Xiaoge, but there’s nothing we can do since Xiaoge has things to deal with, right?

"Where do you want to go?" Xing Chen still had a faint smile at the corner of his lips, his gaze as gentle as water, never leaving her face for a moment.

"Um... how about we go have our own world? Without the two little ones from home, and no bodyguards, what do you think?" Ran Xiangsi thought for a moment and suddenly suggested this idea.

"Alright." Xing Chen nodded gently, taking her hand and getting into another car.

The deafening roar of the engine echoed, leaving the bodyguards looking at each other in dismay.

It seems... they’ve been ditched by the Young Master and Young Madam again...

Alas.

Shang Family’s Old Mansion.

In the first-floor living room, a row of maids stood by, countless dolls, stuffed toys, and blocks scattered across the thick carpet...

Shang Bifang and Hong Ling each held a Barbie doll, trying to entertain the little ancestor in front of them.

Chuchu sat on the carpet, face cold, not uttering a single word.

She didn’t like Grandpa and Grandma; when she and Mom came before, Grandpa and Grandma were so fierce, even to Mom!

Moreover, this time Grandpa and Grandma brought her over by force!

Grandpa and Grandma must be worried sick about her...

Hong Ling glanced at Chuchu and then asked Shang Bifang worriedly, "Didn’t you say you were just going to bring Chuchu home nicely? Why did you end up taking the kid by force?"

"Who knew those two wouldn’t let go of the child and our people feared they’d return empty-handed, so they had no choice but to bring her back directly," Shang Bifang remarked, thinking there was hardly anything wrong with it—as the child’s grandfather, it’s perfectly reasonable for him to want to see his granddaughter.

Hong Ling could only shake her head helplessly.

Although she didn’t agree with this approach, since it was already done, there was nothing else they could do.

Chuchu was so adorable that even she couldn’t resist wanting to get closer.

"Chuchu, don’t you like any of these toys? Just tell Grandma what you like, and Grandma will have someone buy it right away!" Hong Ling’s voice was gentle, after all, she had experience with children.

Shang Bifang also quite liked Chuchu. No matter what, she was his biological granddaughter!

"Are you hungry? Want something to eat?" Shang Bifang tried to tempt the little girl with food.

But Chuchu wasn’t falling for it at all.

When she was young, Mom was often busy with work, so she played by herself.

Mom always said not to accept things from strangers outside, better to be hungry than to eat food from strangers!

"I want to go home." Chuchu held back for a long time before finally speaking.

But when she did, it was those four stiff words that came out.

Shang Bifang paused for a moment and continued to coax, "From now on, this is your home. See how big and pretty it is here!"

"I want to go home." Chuchu repeated her previous words.

This time, Shang Bifang felt a bit embarrassed, coaxing a child for so long, yet to no avail!

Seeing that Shang Bifang might be getting a little impatient, Hong Ling quickly said, "Grandpa’s right, this is Chuchu’s home, and Chuchu will be living here from now on."