Mrs. Zhan's heart melted into a puddle. "From now on, you'll have grandparents to dote on you."
"I'll dote on her too," Zhan Chi insisted, trying to butt in.
Zhan Yi, though moved, turned back and said impatiently, "You, be quiet."
"..."
"Alright, alright, don't just cling to the little girl and not let go." Old Master Gu couldn't watch anymore and pulled Zhan Yi away.
Qian Fu was envious and took a few steps forward as well. "Granddaughter."
Ye Qianning looked up. Setting aside her connection to the Qian family, she genuinely admired Qian Fu. He was intelligent and talented. If he hadn't become a monk back then, Prime Minister Gao would have had some serious competition.
"Grandfather." An elder stood before her; respect was due.
"Mm, very good. A remarkable child, full of spirit." Though Qian Fu didn't show it like Old Master Gu and the Zhan family, he was so excited he could have flown.
