"Feifei, from now on, Qiangwei is your sister. The two of you must get along well," he said.
Nangong He glanced at his two granddaughters. Although Nangong Feifei was born out of wedlock, he had personally brought her back and had lived with her for over twenty years. It was impossible to say there were no feelings involved.
Therefore, he naturally wanted to treat his two granddaughters equally, loving both of them dearly.
As for Gu Qiangwei, although she had been a stranger for over twenty years, the thought of her being neglected and suffering during those twenty-two years weighed heavy on his heart. He only wanted to bring her back to acknowledge her ancestors and compensate her as much as possible.
As he started speaking, Gu Qiangwei glanced at Nangong Feifei; her seemingly calm eyes carried no warmth.
"Welcome to this family," he said.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Feifei extended her hand towards Gu Qiangwei, appearing to welcome and make peace with her, her mouth bearing a smile that was not quite a smile.
Gu Qiangwei looked down, glancing at the hand that had taken her child’s life. A trace of coldness swept through her eyes before she lightly lifted her eyelids, curving her lips into a generous smile.
She uttered four words, slowly, "I appreciate your guidance."
Observing their reconciled handshake, Nangong He was naturally happy.
Only Tang Yuyan knew that Gu Qiangwei was acting this way because of the old man’s presence, ensuring she didn’t confront Nangong Feifei directly.
Within a second, Gu Qiangwei quickly released Nangong Feifei’s hand and sat down on the sofa.
"Weiwei, from now on, this is your home. I’ve also had a room prepared for you on the second floor. Make do with it for now, and in a few days, the rooms on the third floor will be ready," he said warmly.
Looking at Gu Qiangwei, Nangong He began to speak affably.
For him, Gu Qiangwei was naturally cordial, smiling, "Thank you, Grandfather. You don’t need to specifically renovate a room for me; any room will do."
She would probably often stay here in the future, but she wasn’t particular; even a guest room would suffice.
"How could that be? You are a daughter of the Nangong Family; naturally, you should have your own room," Nangong He insisted.
Gu Qiangwei felt a sourness in her nose.
She remembered at the Gu Family, when the house was being redecorated, Chen Peifang had renovated the entire house, yet had not refurbished her room alone.
So, this is what true family is like.
A warm flow crossed her heart, and she smiled slightly at Nangong He.
Once everything was arranged, the first thing Nangong Mingchuan did was go to the relevant department to change Gu Qiangwei’s surname to ’Nangong Qiangwei’, and then acknowledge her ancestors!
"Weiwei, come with Grandfather," he said.
From the sofa, Nangong He suddenly stood up, seemingly ready to take Gu Qiangwei somewhere.
Immediately, Tang Yuyan also stood up.
"Yuyan, stay here and look after Xixi; I’ll take Weiwei," he said.
Tang Yuyan nodded and watched the grandfather and granddaughter walk towards the backyard.
Gu Qiangwei didn’t know where Nangong He was taking her; she just followed him out of the villa to the backyard.
Looking up, she saw a cemetery not far away.
At the sight of the tombstones, Gu Qiangwei paused briefly, then followed Nangong He closely as he walked forward.
"Weiwei, from today onward, you are a descendant of the Nangong Family. Come and meet your ancestors," he said.
This was the form of acknowledging ancestors.
That’s what Gu Qiangwei believed.
Soon, a servant had lit the incense and handed it to her.