"No." Tang Yue refused and was about to continue speaking when a car parked steadily. Tang Yue thought it was Meng Siyu, but seeing how luxurious the car looked, she thought it impossible. Meng Siyu usually drove a jeep; how could he drive such a conspicuous car? Lian He was shocked to see the old man walking down from the car. "The old grandpa from the park?" Tang Yue stared at the old man dressed in traditional robes. At this moment, Tang Yue finally understood why the old man was so odd that day; it turned out he was her biological grandfather. Did he know her identity that day? Numerous thoughts revolved in Tang Yue's mind. "Humph, you can't even recognize your own daughter and almost let her have an accident in Sea City, what kind of father are you?" Old Sir Lian questioned. A mix of embarrassment and self-reproach appeared on Lian He's face. "Girl, I'm your grandfather, your very own grandfather." Old Sir Lian had just been stern and gloomy while questioning Lian He, but his face softened into a gentle smile when he looked at Tang Yue, saying, "Grandpa knows you've suffered these years. If I had known earlier that you were left outside, I would have certainly taken you back." "Your dad is so useless, he didn't even know he had a daughter." Old Sir Lian disdainfully glanced at him and said, "Girl, come, go back home with Grandpa. From now on, the Lian Family will be your maternal home, your backbone." "That scoundrel who tricked you away, I heard he's from the Meng Family, but what about the Meng Family? When it comes to wealth, our Lian Family doesn't lag behind the Meng Family a bit." Old Sir Lian said very proudly. Tang Yue felt a bit amused; Old Sir Lian's pompous demeanor was unlike the wealthy family patriarchs she had in mind. Tang Yue cleared her throat and purposefully said, "Grandpa Lian, aren't you afraid that leveraging the Lian Family's power, I might start misbehaving outside?" "You are the Lian Family's granddaughter. If someone bullies you, or upsets you, don't bother giving face, just smash them with money." Old Sir Lian seriously said, "Girl, come with me, from now on, Grandpa will protect you and ensure no one ever bullies you." "Grandpa Lian." Tang Yue hesitated internally, wondering how to refuse this enthusiastic Old Sir Lian. "Girl, get in the car." Old Sir Lian turned and sat in the car, while someone gestured 'please' by his side. Tang Yue stood by the car, not moving. "Girl, are you angry because I hid my identity that day?" Old Sir Lian's voice came from inside the car. "No." Tang Yue shook her head, Old Sir Lian was indeed strange that day, but his intentions were out of concern; she wasn't a fool, right? "Then, is it because you hate your dad, and you resent grandfather by association?" Old Sir Lian's bright eyes stared at her. Tang Yue shook her head, speaking seriously, she actually had a very good impression of Old Sir Lian. "Then get in the car." Old Sir Lian sat in the car and closed his eyes. Tang Yue felt torn. Content originally comes from novel⦿fire.net Lian He quickly stepped forward and said, "Xiao Yue, with the old master personally coming to pick you up, you are truly unique." Lian Family's pillar and guiding star, not to mention Lian Qingxuan, Qing Ling, and Qing Zhi, even Qingqing tries to please Old Sir Lian. The only person he would personally come to pick up at night is none other than Tang Yue. Old Sir Lian didn't speak, but his words kept resurfacing in Tang Yue's mind. Oh well, isn't it just going to the Lian Family? Can the Lian Family eat her up? Besides, who says going to the Lian Family means acknowledging one's ancestry? With such thoughts, Tang Yue got into the car without any qualms. Lian He said, "Xiao Yue, we have kept a room for you at home. Xiao Yang decorated it; it's right next to Xiao Yang's room. You will definitely like it." He smiled broadly and gave a few instructions to Gong Sheng before leaving. Staying in this dirty place is nowhere as good as going home with one's daughter. Along the way, Lian He enthusiastically introduced everything to Tang Yue, thinking to himself that Old Sir Lian is truly formidable—one of him is worth two of anyone else. Although Old Sir Lian was not talkative, every time he spoke, it made one feel the joy in his heart. Tang Yue had truly never thought that in this lifetime, she would have a connection with the Lian Family. The car headed towards the affluent area of Sea City. The grand villas built in the early 90s, from the gate to the gate, as the car drove through, the dim street lights guided the way, and the landscape trees bathed in the light, looked exceptionally beautiful. The very Chinese style of the villa pleased anyone who saw it. Tang Yue did not know much about house building, but looking at this house, she felt its grandeur and magnificence. Different from the luxury she imagined, the Lian Family's villa was not the kind of nouveau riche extreme luxury, but was very low-key, yet in its low-key manner, it displayed the Lian Family's dignity everywhere. Perhaps, this is what the heritage of a great family is about. Thinking this in her heart, upon reaching home, Old Sir Lian had some snacks made for her, and she drank some calming tea; then Lian He led everyone upstairs to rest. The room Lian Qingyang decorated for her captured all her preferences—there wasn't the overly intense pink girlish vibe, but rather a simple yet warm style. On the desk, a lush green plant was placed, looking very beautiful. Every detail matched Tang Yue's preference—it seemed that Lian Qingyang had put a lot of effort into it. The bedding on the bed also radiated the warmth of the sun. The clothes in the wardrobe shocked Tang Yue the most—they were all designed by her. Every style had her size, and the shoes, pajamas, underwear, and other items were all complete sets. The clothes still had their tags on and looked very clean. "Miss, the clothes here have all been washed and cleaned. This batch was changed about ten days ago when the young master asked someone to replace them," Aunt Li said with a smile beside her. Tang Yue calculated the timing, and it must have been when Old Sir Lian was celebrating his birthday—when Lian Qingyang had returned home. "Does Qingyang change them every time he comes home?" Tang Yue looked at these carefully prepared items, but she had never heard Lian Qingyang mention them. She wondered what feelings Lian Qingyang had when preparing these things for her? "Yes," Aunt Li replied with a smile: "Miss, although it's your first time coming home, we've already known about you." Aunt Li briefly talked about what Lian He and Lian Qingyang had done, from setting up the room to selecting furniture, and finally the clothes; they did everything personally. Except for the clothes which were inconvenient, everything else was prepared by them. Even those clothes were directly sent from the store as brand new items. "Aunt Li, thank you for telling me all these," Tang Yue said with a gracious smile, taking off her hat, her black, soft hair cascading down her back. This smile was truly mesmerizing, and compared to Lian Qingqing's arrogance, Tang Yue's approachable smile dazzled Aunt Li.