C11 This Is Your Answer Are You Satisfied?

After speaking, Bai Xinyan gently lifted her paw to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Hu Fanqin, hearing Bai Xinyan's words, froze mid-motion, her face full of disbelief. This wild girl, privately acknowledged by the old man, was visiting the Bai family for the first time. How could she possibly know that Xinlan had a tendency to faint after crying?

“How... how do you know that Xinlan faints if she cries for too long?!” Hu Fanqin's eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Who told you?”

“No one told me. I just know!”

Bai Xinyan looked at Hu Fanqin, her lips curling into a smile. “Ms. Hu, there's your explanation. Satisfied?”

Her eyes crinkled with mirth, but the smile was filled with hatred. At ten years old, this mother-daughter duo had forced their way into her home, driving her mother to jump from a building. What was clearly a case of slander and humiliation leading to death was manipulated by the Hu family until it was ruled a suicide. Then, they tried to send her away to foster care. If it weren't for the old man's intervention, who knows where she'd be now.

“What are you all doing?!”

At that moment, a deep, weathered voice rang out. Soon, an energetic and rosy-cheeked old man emerged from inside.

“Grandpa!”

Bai Xinlan saw Bai Zhenye and ran over, her unusual Lolita dress trailing behind her.

She suddenly threw herself into Grandpa Bai's arms, tears streaming down her face, crying bitterly, "Grandpa, what happened with Ms. Xiner?! Why did she hit me right away? It hurts so much!"

Bai Xinyan stood still, quietly watching Xinlan complain to the old man. After three years, it seemed Xinlan still hadn't grown up; she only knew how to cry and complain.

Grandpa Bai, with a stern expression, gently patted Xinlan's head with his rough hand, then looked at Xinyan and noticed the handprint on her face. He understood immediately. It must have been Fanqin who started it; otherwise, Xiner wouldn't have been so disrespectful.

Xiner was his god-granddaughter by a twist of fate. She might appear rebellious and unruly, but deep down, she was a sensible and kind-hearted girl.

The old man's voice was firm, "Everyone, come inside. This is no way to behave!"

As the head of the Bai family, his words carried weight. Everyone toned down their attitudes and headed to the living room of the villa.

In the Bai family villa's living room, Grandpa Bai sat in the main seat. Across from him was Xinlan, still sobbing with her head down, her eyes red like a rabbit's. On the sofa beside her, Fanqin watched her daughter cry, heartbroken, and gently patted her back.

Hu Fanqin gently patted Xinlan while casting a dark, venomous glance at Xinyan standing by the door. This little troublemaker, she would make sure she paid the price!

In the living room, besides Old Master Bai and Hu Fanqin with her daughter, there was another person present—Bai Mingchong.

Bai Mingchong wore gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt, and black dress pants, presenting a dignified appearance. Although he was nearing fifty, he looked more like he was in his forties. He sat next to Hu Fanqin, his expression less than pleased.

He wasn't fond of the granddaughter Old Master Bai had taken in either, but with the old man present, he didn't dare voice his opinion.

"Xiner, come on over and sit down, don't just stand there!" Old Master Bai, seeing Xinyan lingering at the entrance after coming in, reached out his weathered hand, beckoning her to sit beside him.