He An'an looked at Old Man He, although he was nearly sixty years old, he only had some gray hair, the lines on his face were not particularly obvious, his facial features were slightly sunken, and his eyes were deep and sharp, without the slightest turbidity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he had been prepared, He Anan's hands still trembled uncontrollably.

Since the previous life, she was a little afraid of Old Man He. In the He family, Old Man He is always the most authoritative person, no one dares to disobey his words, and no one dares to disobey what he is told.

Because the entire He family can have everything today, it all depends on the hard work of Old Man He.

Faced with such a successful and stern old man, He Anan could only try to maintain his calmness, at least to make himself look close to the posture of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

"An An?" As if sensing her nervousness, Fang Huimin lowered her head, speaking with doubts, and when she was about to open her mouth to inquire, she felt that the little hand that had been held by herself suddenly broke free from her palm.

"You're my grandfather?" He An'an spoke, his voice immature with a thick nasal voice.

Old Man He looked at her, and when she raised her head, he realized that the child in front of him looked so beautiful, and the most important thing was that she actually looked very much like his daughter He Jianfang.

Especially her eyes, black and bright with a bright light, people can't take their eyes off it, so clear and pure eyes, people seem to be able to see the deepest part at a glance, and what stays there is a white and flawless purity.

Old Man He looked at He An'an, as if he saw He Jianfang in his childhood, with the same neat short hair, the same cute and beautiful appearance, and even the action of staring at himself like this now is almost identical.

The corners of Old Man He's lips, which had always been habitually taut, eased slightly, and he was rarely a little moved, he raised his hand and waved it lightly twice: "An An, come here." ”

"An An, go quickly, grandpa called you." Fang Huimin reached out and gently pushed her shoulder.

He Anan walked forward as she said, she stood in front of Old Man He, looking at the face in front of her that made her infinitely frightened in her previous life.

Getting closer, Old Man He found out that He An'an's pupils were pure black, and He Jianfang was also pure black, realizing this, the lines of Old Man He's face eased slightly, he looked at He An'an, and the corners of his straight mouth rose slightly: "Your dress looks quite refreshing." ”

With neat short hair, simple half-sleeved shorts, except for a small face that looks beautiful like a doll, at first glance it looks like a delicate little boy.

Hearing his words, He Anan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had bet on the right treasure this time, and the cold-hearted old man He would only have a rare fatherly mood when facing his daughter He Jianfang.

There was a major incident in the He family, the old man He was implicated by the people above, and was assassinated and kidnapped from his family.

In order to protect the only seedling of the He family, he did everything possible to send He Jianbin away before learning the news, but left his daughter He Jianfang by his side. On the night of sending He Jianbin away, Old Man He was taken away by the people who broke into the house, and He Jianfang was only sixteen years old that year.

Old man He gritted his teeth and refused to reveal the slightest secret of his superiors, the other party took He Jianfang as a threat, and his subordinates insulted her when they saw He Jianfang young and beautiful.

Old Man He was locked up for nearly half a month, and after being rescued, he learned that He Jianfang had been admitted to the hospital because of a suicide attempt.

When he learned what had happened, Old Man He cried for the first time in his life, and it was after that time that He Jianfang never called him dad again.

This matter is a sharp thorn buried in the bottom of Old Man He's heart, and it hurts just thinking about it on weekdays.

He Anan wants to use this thorn in Old Man He's heart, which can hurt himself or others, to bet on Old Man He's love for his daughter, whether he will love the house and reflect it on her body.

Old Man He's gaze drifted along the top of He An'an's head to He Jianbin who had been standing silently behind him with infinite warmth on his face, his eyes were facing each other, and a look of satisfaction appeared in Old Man He's eyes.

When He Jianbin saw it, his heart that had been hanging high was completely grounded.

Old Man He looked back and asked, "An An, are you happy to be able to return home?" ”

Hearing this, He An'an's eyes shrank slightly, in the previous life, the first thing Old Man He asked when he saw her was also like this, how did she answer at that time? Not happy, because she misses her mother and grandpa. What did Old Man He say later? He didn't say anything at the time, just stared at her face with those piercing eyes for a few seconds, then waved her away.

"An An?" Old Man He had never been in the habit of waiting, and his thick and thick black brows frowned slightly.

"A little." He An'an spoke, and his immature and clear voice was like a steel ball hitting the disk, crisp and pleasant.

"A little?" Old Man He pondered her words.

"I kind of miss my mom and grandpa." He Anan said, the expression on Old Man He's face slowly began to stiffen a little, and just when the curvature at the corner of his mouth was about to disappear, He Anan said again: "But there are fathers and grandfathers here, so I'm a little happy." ”

Old Man He's eyebrows and eyes were stretched again, and the atmosphere that had begun to become frozen flowed again.

Without waiting for Old Man He to say something, He Anan suddenly stepped forward, and with her movements, He Jianbin called out with nervousness behind her: "An'an." ”

Before he finished speaking, He Anan had already opened her hand and threw herself into Old Man He's arms, she gently hugged Old Man He's back and pressed her face against his chest. At that moment, she clearly felt the tightness of Old Man He's body, and the next second, she relaxed again.

He Anan raised her head and looked at Old Man He, and saw that there was still a trace of surprise on his face that had not yet had time to dissipate, and she called softly: "Grandpa." ”

Old Man He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful and lovely He An'an in front of him, and his heart, which had always been hard, suddenly poured into an inexplicable warm current, this child was his granddaughter, his own granddaughter, but he had been outcast. On the first day the child returned home, the first time he saw him, he was neither resentful nor afraid, but like an insecure child, he threw himself into his arms.

He looked at the pair of black pupils, as if he saw He Jianfang as a child, the same young, the same innocence, almost subconsciously he raised his hand and gently hugged her, and replied in a small but firm voice: "Well, An An, good boy." ”