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Baili Xia quickly took two steps forward and followed them inside.

After Feng Gang closed the car door for them, he quickly walked to the backyard entrance to stand guard.

Once Baili Xia got into the car, she immediately asked, “Grandfather, how did the appraisal go?”

The old man’s earlier rebuke seemed to have no effect on her at all.

Why the old man treated her that way, she fully understood.

However, she couldn’t just leave her grandfather alone.

The old man looked at Baili Xia excitedly, gently stroking her beautiful hair with his fingers.

“Why did you come back? Don’t you know how dangerous it is to be in contact with me now? Hurry and leave.”

Baili Xia tightly held the old man’s large hand, and at this moment, she was too moved to speak.

The fact that the old man said this meant that the appraisal results must be out, which is to say, he now completely believed her.

Baili Xia’s eyes moistened, turning red, and she struggled to hold back her tears.

“Grandfather.” Finally, she called out.

After going through so many twists and turns, she finally reunited with the elderly man.

Because of her excitement, Baili Xia’s body trembled slightly.

She had called him grandfather countless times, but this time, the call came from the depths of her heart.

The old man extended his trembling hands, gently pulling her over and holding her in his arms.

His right hand softly patted her back, his voice hoarse, “You’ve suffered through these days; grandfather is sorry for you.”

Baili Xia raised her eyes to look at him and shook her head.

“No need, I’m fine as long as you’re okay.”

She straightened up and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand.

“Grandfather, is your health better now?”

The old man smiled gently, his face full of kindness.

“It’s nothing serious. Feng Gang arranges for a doctor to treat me every day, so the toxins should be almost cleared out.”

Ever since he acknowledged Ning Anran as his granddaughter, the two of them hadn’t had a proper chat for a long time.

What’s more, the old man’s identity had suddenly turned into Baili Yang.

Baili Xia had many things she wanted to ask him but didn’t know how to start.

Seeing her hesitating to speak, the old man asked, “Do you want to ask how I became Mu Zhentian?”

Baili Xia nodded, softly saying, “What exactly happened?”

The old man sighed, his face showing helplessness.

“It’s all fate. If it weren’t for his task back then, I wouldn’t have come to the Mu family.”

The old man’s voice was somewhat lonely as he slowly recounted everything from the past to Baili Xia.

After listening to the old man’s story, Baili Xia finally understood what kind of grudges her grandfather had with the Mu family.

But these couldn’t really be called grudges, after all, he came to the Mu family to help as a favor to someone.

Could it be that Uncle and they feared he would seize the Mu family’s property, so they started a dispute?

Thinking of this, she persuaded, “Grandfather, since none of this belongs to us, can’t we return everything to Uncle?”

“We don’t want anything. I can accompany you to leave here, and we can live elsewhere just as well.”

As long as they give everything back, wouldn’t Uncle let him go?

The old man shook his head, saying mildly, “It’s too late.”

“Why is it too late?” Baili Xia asked.

“Jiu won’t let me go. He always sees me as his father’s murderer. He suspects that I was responsible for his father’s death back then.”

Baili Xia was taken aback, not expecting there was such a misunderstanding between Uncle and grandfather.

The hatred of a father’s death is immense, no wonder Uncle is reluctant to give up on revenge.

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