Not far away, Zhuang Zongren was just smiling as he watched the younger generations making a fuss. However, when he saw Ning Xi come out in that outfit, his eyes instantly turned red, and he murmured in disbelief, "Ah Ci... Ah Ci..."
When Zhuang Liaoyuan noticed his father's excited reaction, he couldn't help but look sideways.
Ah Ci
Isn’t that your mother’s nickname
“That child… that child… really looks like A-ci when she was young…” Zhuang Zongren murmured tremblingly, his eyes filled with deep longing and love for his deceased wife.
When Zhuang Zongren first met Ning Xi, she was there to discuss business. Her makeup and clothes were very smart and capable, so he didn't notice much that time.
But today, Ning Xi was wearing a pink princess dress without any makeup, and Zhuang Zongren found that she looked exactly like the first time he saw his beloved wife, Aci...
He didn't expect that Lingyu and Ke'er didn't look like Ah Ci, but Ning Xi, his granddaughter, would look so much like her.
Zhuang Liaoyuan looked in the direction of Ning Xi and tried hard to recall his mother. However, because his mother died early, he had almost no memory of her.
However, she vaguely remembered a photo of her mother wearing a princess dress and standing beside her father with a beautiful smile. The temperament of her mother in that photo was indeed very similar to Ning Xi at this moment.
…
At night, at the manor house.
Zhuang Zongren asked someone to prepare a table full of delicious dishes.
Before, Zhuang Zongren's attitude towards Ning Xi was polite and grateful, but now it was cordial and enthusiastic.
At the dinner table, the old man kept picking up food for Ning Xi, "Xiao Xi, eat more! Eat more!"
"Thank you, old man!" Ning Xi was somewhat flattered by the other party's overly enthusiastic attitude.
Zhuang Rongguang, who was chewing a chicken leg, pricked up his ears and suddenly felt something was wrong. Then, he stared at Ning Xi straightly. After a while, he suddenly stood up and stared at Ning Xi excitedly and said, "Fuck! I remember! You are the woman who tripped me when I was running away at home that day!"
Zhuang Zongren was displeased when he heard this. "What are you making so much noise for? Sit down! Also, what are you talking about this woman and that woman? Xiaoxi is older than you, you should call her sister!"
Zhuang Rongguang looked as if he had seen a ghost. "Am I crazy? I called her sister. Sister, what is the grudge between you and me? Why have you been torturing me non-stop since we met?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Liaoyuan glanced at his son with an unhappy expression and scolded him, "You have no respect for your elders!"
Zhuang Rongguang looked at his grandfather, then at his biological father, and immediately let out a howl, "Why are you all speaking for her? Did we pick up the wrong child? She is your biological daughter!"
Zhuang Zongren glared at his grandson with a fierce look on his face, "I was hoping that it was the wrong baby! Unfortunately, it wasn't!"
Zhuang Rongguang, who was ruthlessly rejected, burst into tears.
"Xiao Xi, is your work going well? Are you busy? Are you tired?" Zhuang Zongren ignored his grandson and asked Ning Xi with concern.
Feeling the genuine concern in the old man's tone, Ning Xi hurriedly said, "It's going smoothly and not tiring. I really like my current job."
"Oh, that's good. I heard from Ke'er that you opened a clothing company. Don't overwork yourself!"
"Yeah, I know!" Ning Xi responded quickly.