"Yes, yes! Grandma knows! Our Yiran will definitely be happy!"
Leng Yichen watched the grandmother and granddaughter with deep emotion; this kind of affection was something he had never felt before. This was also why he patiently won over Grandma instead of forcing them.
With Grandma’s acceptance, Bai Yiran finally let go of a concern, no longer needing to lie and sneak around, which relieved her greatly.
...
After finishing a day’s work, Bai Yiran went to the underground parking lot to get her car. She usually commuted separately from Leng Yichen because Leng Yichen was the company’s decision-making CEO, while she was only a small associate, and their times at work and after work rarely coincided.
Just as the car started, a somewhat plump silhouette suddenly appeared, stretching his arms to block Bai Yiran’s way.
Bai Yiran was so startled that she slammed on the brakes, only then did she see the man recklessly standing in front of her car was Bai Hongguang!
In the café, Bai Hongguang’s face carried an indescribable bitterness, no longer possessing the spiritedness he once had. If he had known he’d end up like this, perhaps he would have treated Bai Yiran better back then.
"Yiran, do you still blame Dad?" Bai Hongguang’s voice was bleak.
"What do you want to say?" Bai Yiran didn’t bother to look at Bai Hongguang, who was playing the family card in front of her, as it made her feel disgusted.
"So you really can’t forgive me." Bai Hongguang smiled bitterly, "It’s true, I don’t deserve to be your dad... But Yiran, have you forgotten how much I loved you when you were little?"
Bai Hongguang’s words made Bai Yiran feel momentarily lost, recalling her time before she was eight, before Cheng Ting’s death, when indeed she had a happy childhood then, cherished by her parents, living like a little princess.
However, everything changed after her mother’s passing. Then she understood that her father didn’t love her the most, but Bai Qiantong and Bai Qianyu, and the woman he loved the most wasn’t her mother, but Gu Manli!
"What do you really want to say? I still need to return home for dinner."
Bai Hongguang’s eyes were full of pleading, "Yiran, Dad’s company is failing; it’s Dad’s life’s work. Can you help Dad?"
"Help you? With what can I help you?"
"You’re now Leng Yichen’s wife; whatever you say, he will surely listen! Yiran, I’ve already transferred twenty percent of the company shares to your name. You’re now the third-largest shareholder in the Bai Family, so please, save the Bai Family!"
Bai Yiran sneered, "I don’t covet those shares. Don’t try to tie me to the Bai Family with them."
"No, those twenty percent shares originally belonged to you; it was your mother’s wish too!"
"Don’t mention my mother! Do you have the right to bring her up?" Thinking of how Gu Manli still holds her mother’s photos, Bai Yiran felt Bai Hongguang was especially hateful now!
"I know, I know it’s my fault towards you both, but Yiran, I’m still your dad!" Bai Hongguang reached out, his hand excitedly gripping Bai Yiran’s hands. Bai Yiran noticed the sunken scar on Bai Hongguang’s left hand, and her heart wavered.
She always remembered when she was chased and bitten by a vicious dog, and Bai Hongguang ignored the danger, rushed over, and held her up. As a result, that vicious dog bit deeply into Bai Hongguang’s left hand, tearing off a chunk of flesh, and now there’s still a scar on Bai Hongguang’s hand.