Chapter 119: Her biological grandfather

Lu Yanyu was so eager to get back his mother's relics that he didn't care about Yang Liwan's showmanship and let her pull him towards the stairs.

But when she reached the stairs, she stopped again, smiled at Fu Yiyun and asked, "Ayun, is grandma awake?"

Fu Yiyun was startled for a moment, then said calmly: "No."

Yang Liwan instantly made a look of surprise: "Oh, that's it. I thought grandma had already woken up. After all, Xiaoyu was stupid when he was young and injured grandma. If grandma hadn't woken up, how could you help Xiaoyu come back to get it?"

Where are the relics? Don’t you hate them?”

Fu Yiyun's face instantly darkened, and the hands on his knees tightened slightly.

Song Zhen saw the situation and shouted at Yang Liwan in a pretentious manner: "What nonsense are you talking about? Take her up quickly."

Yang Liwan quickly made an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Ayun, auntie was just curious, so I asked, but please don't take it to heart."

Fu Yiyun said coldly: "I just brought her here to pick up the relics today, and I will leave after picking them up."

It was obvious that Fu Yiyun was angry, and Yang Liwan did not dare to provoke him any more, so she quickly took Lu Yanyu upstairs.

Returning to the place where he once lived, Lu Yanyu didn't feel anything at all even when he passed by the room where he once lived.

Because she has never felt the slightest warmth in this home.

She once thought that Song Xuefei was the only sunshine in her family, but she found that woman's thoughts were darker than anything else.

"Oh, when Fei'er said you were still alive, I still didn't believe it. It seems like your life is really big."

As they walked, Yang Liwan suddenly smiled sarcastically at her.

Lu Yanyu only wanted to get back her mother's belongings, so he turned a deaf ear to her sarcasm.

Finally arriving at the attic door on the top floor, Yang Liwan suddenly turned around and glared at her: "Let me tell you directly, Fu Yiyun can only belong to our Fei'er, and you are not even worthy of carrying our Fei'er's shoes."

"Yes, yes... your Song Xuefei is the best, sooner or later Fu Yiyun will be hers, and sooner or later she will become the wife of the gk president, so that's alright."

Seeing the impatience on Lu Yanyu's face, Yang Liwan snorted: "Wait here, I'll get the key."

However, the moment she turned around, a sinister and sneer flashed in her eyes.

Lu Yanyu waited for several minutes but didn't see Yang Liwan coming over with the key.

She couldn't help but push the door in front of her, but she couldn't open it.

She couldn't help but frown, doubts rising in her heart.

It's strange, Yang Liwan could have picked up the key when she brought her up, so why did she have to bring her to the door before turning back to pick up the key.

She asked herself to wait here. Was there some trick?

Thinking like this, she hurriedly turned around to find Yang Liwan, but she saw an eighty-year-old grandfather walking towards her with a cane.

This grandfather is none other than Mr. Song, her biological grandfather...

"Ayun, our Fei'er has been simple-minded and soft-tempered since she was young. She needs your care to work hard in the entertainment industry." Song Zhenyuan smiled politely at Fu Yiyun.

Fu Yiyun said quietly: "She is an international superstar now, and she doesn't need anyone to take care of her."

"No, this child is too innocent and kind. I'm afraid that she will be deceived by others. Wasn't she deceived by Xiao Yu in the first place?"

"Ah, what are you doing!"
Chapter completed!