The old man was tall and handsome when he was young. He was very eye-catching wherever he went when he was in the South. Even if he later studied in the West, his tall, handsome physique and his scholarly-like elegant temperament made him unforgettable.
Now that he was old, his figure was no longer tall, but his temperament had accumulated decades of ups and downs. However, even with deep wrinkles on his face and dark brown age spots, his unhurried temperament easily defeated the other two young men beside him.
Standing at the stairs, like an ancient pine that had survived the vicissitudes of life and still stood proudly in the world, and was admired by the world.
Ye Jian, with tears in her eyes, suppressed the palpitations in her heart. She did not take the step closer to the old man. When she was still in the car, she had suspected that she might not be the old man’s granddaughter. However, the second she saw the old man, the familiarity of bloodline connections slammed into her heart, making her believe in an instant that…Li Jinnian’s uncle was her father, and the old scientist who had dedicated his life to the country was her grandfather.
It was too difficult to take a step forward. Her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn’t lift her legs, not even half a step. She wanted to step forward, but she was timid.
“It’s not very convenient for the old Sir to walk too much, Little Fox; go over and help him back to his room, eh?” Xia Jinyuan walked to her and reminded her in a low voice, “It’s quite cold outside; you don’t want to let the old man catch a cold.”
Ye Jian turned her head in a daze and whispered like a dream, “Major Xia, I think I have a grandfather…, I think I have a grandfather, I think I finally have a close relative.”
At the moment when he saw the old gentleman, Xia Jinyuan was very sure that Ye Jian was indeed the old gentleman’s granddaughter. Both generations had a common temperament, a spirit of not surrendering or bowing their heads.
Ye Jian, with picturesque eyebrows and clear eyes, was at a loss like a child who was lost and could not find her way home, making Xia Jinyuan’s heartache painfully.
His Little Fox, his lover, had always longed for a home. Therefore, she regarded Uncle Chen and Uncle Gen as her dearest relatives and loved ones. With them, there would always be a home belonging to his Little Fox.
Now, with Sir Fu, his Little Fox had another “home.”
Holding her hand, Xia Jinyuan said in a low and steady voice, “Follow your own feelings, don’t be afraid, don’t get lost, believe in your guts.”
The old gentleman did not rush her. His sight had never left Ye Jian since the moment he saw her. He stood still, only nine steps away from Ye Jian, watching kindly and gently, waiting quietly for her to come over.
His walking was indeed a little inconvenient. His legs were already old and weak, so he could only have the child come over to him.
Even if… Even if he didn’t know the girl’s name or where she came from, he already knew in his heart that that child was the child of the Fu Family. She was the child of the Fu Family.
Just one glance at her, he knew that she was the Fu Family’s child.
“Don’t worry, come over and let grandpa take a good look.” The old gentleman said kindly again. He was not anxious anymore because his good grandson had already found his grandchild. He was no longer anxious, no longer worried, so he just stood there quietly waiting for her to come home.
His good grandson…had found his grandchild…great…great…
There was no sense of strangeness, no sense of alienation. Where he stood, Ye Jian felt that she had actually grown up next to that old man. It felt like every time she traveled, the old man would see her off with his cane. It felt like every time she went home, the old man would stand on the nine-step stairs with his cane, waiting for her to come home.
