Getting a god-grandfather didn't seem so bad. After all, she didn't dislike Old Man Gu.
Old Man Gu had returned to his manor with great fanfare to prepare for the adoption. It was a good thing Gu Shuo wasn't in the Capital City; if he knew, he would have stormed over with a dark expression, looking for trouble.
"Dad, did your talk with Old Man Gu about the matter in Xi Yan not go well?" Ye Qianning asked, sitting by the bed with her chubby little hand on Xiang Minghou's wrist, feeling his pulse.
"That old stubborn fool. I'm never asking him for a favor again. As for going to Xi Yan, I'll make other arrangements."
Ye Qianning's fingers twitched as she read his pulse. It was steady, but her father's breathing was still somewhat unsettled.
However, he was doing much better than a few days ago, and his body was recovering exceptionally well.
