If it were just because that girl saved Ya, with their kind of family, there would naturally be many ways to thank her. There was absolutely no need to take her in as a goddaughter.
But when she saw the girl’s appearance, along with the hint of affection in her husband’s eyes, she made this decision.
After finishing, Xia Huiling turned around and spoke excitedly to Shen Zheng, "Do you think this girl could be her daughter? I remember she had a premature birth due to agitation and died during childbirth."
Shen Zheng leaned powerlessly against the car backrest and shook his head, "No, I had it investigated back then. That child died right after being born. Neither the mother nor the child survived."
"Perhaps there was something overlooked back then? If this child had parents, it’d be fine, but she happens to be an orphan."
Hearing Xia Huiling’s words, Shen Zheng suddenly sat up, a glimmer of light flashing in his dim eyes, "Don’t mention this to father just yet."
Xia Huiling nodded, "You don’t need to remind me. Father is getting old, and his health is deteriorating year by year. How can we bring up such a distressing matter again?"
Since she had nothing to do in the afternoon and couldn’t go out with her injured leg, An Ran had to stay at home and accompany Grandma Mu.
Honestly, An Ran really enjoyed spending time with Grandma Mu. Grandma Mu was kind and amiable, and truly cared for her, making her feel the warmth of a grandmother’s love.
Mu Xingfeng was also on a rare vacation at home, currently playing chess with Old Mr. Mu.
At this moment, they probably reached some disagreement. Old Mr. Mu grumbled discontentedly, continuously trying to retract his move, while Mu Xingfeng just watched Old Mr. Mu with a smile.
"You little brat, why are you smiling at your grandpa for no reason?" Old Mr. Mu glared, puffing out his beard. Despite his disgruntled words, his tone was filled with affection.
Mu Xingfeng laughed even louder after hearing this, "Grandpa, why do I get scolded for smiling at you? I feel so wronged."
Shen Wenxuan, who was watching the chess game from the side, also chuckled quietly. Honestly, he had known Mu Xingfeng since childhood and had seen him smile no more than three times.
Grandma Mu, hearing the laughter, also turned her head. Her old man, despite his glared and puffed-up face, had an undercurrent of laughter in his eyes, while her grandson’s smile was bright and clean.
Grandma Mu, rubbing her eyes excitedly, glared at her grandson not far away and laughed happily, "Xingfeng looks so good when he smiles, but as his grandmother, I have never seen him smile so brightly."
Hmm? An Ran was puzzled by Grandma Mu’s words. Never seen Instructor Mu smile before? Did he not smile even as a child?
"Grandma, does Xingfeng rarely smile?" In her impression, even though Instructor Mu wasn’t much of a smiler at first, she felt that was because they weren’t familiar with each other. Later, when they got to know each other, especially after she became his nominal girlfriend, she often saw him smile.
To her, Instructor Mu shouldn’t be so rigid with people he was close to.
"Rarely smile?" Grandma Mu turned her head, obviously unhappy, "It’s not just rarely, this little brat always has a cold face, and his whole body is icy, even with family. He talks so little and never plays chess with his grandpa. He’s always businesslike, and it’s hard to see a smile on his face."
Talking about her grandson’s past, Grandma Mu couldn’t help but complain.