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"Is this Xiangxiang?" Miao Xian looked at the little one who resembled Fu Hanwen nine parts out of ten, yet had a pair of clear eyes just like his daughter's. A smile unconsciously appeared on his serious face.
"Xiangxiang, this is your grandpa!" Lady Meng gently released Xiangxiang, encouraging him in a soft voice.
Xiangxiang glanced at his mother. Seeing she remained silent, he turned back to Miao Xian and called out crisply, "Grandpa!"
"Ah!" Miao Xian was moved to the verge of tears again, "Good child, good child!"
As he spoke, Miao Xian took the Jade Pendant from his waist and placed it into Xiangxiang's hand, "I didn't bring anything good with me. I'll pick a gift for you when we get back."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Xiangxiang happily held the Jade Pendant, his eyes squinting with joy.
Miao Xian's heart softened, and he reached out to take Xiangxiang into his arms, "Xiangxiang, how about coming home with Grandpa?"
