CHAPTER 217: CHAPTER 217: THE PLAN

After recognizing Wan Chu’er as his granddaughter, Old Sir Zhong couldn’t restrain his desire to meet her.

"Li Shan, prepare the car, we’re going out."

Li Shan asked, "Where are we going?"

This question stumped Old Sir Zhong, where indeed?

"What day is it today?"

"It’s Tuesday," replied Li Shan.

Wan Chu’er should be at school on a Tuesday, but a university student’s schedule isn’t as fixed as that of a high school student; they can arrange their time freely when they don’t have classes. He didn’t know where Wan Chu’er was at the moment.

Seeing Old Sir Zhong hesitate, Li Shan thought for a moment and then suggested, "How about we have Chu’er come here? It would be more convenient to talk at home, wouldn’t it?"

Aunt Zheng and her daughter Zheng Yun had moved out yesterday, now only Old Sir Zhong and Li Shan were left in the old mansion.

During a meal they had together, Li Shan, to be prepared in case Old Sir Zhong needed it, took down both Wan Chu’er’s and Xiao Bai’s phone numbers.

Old Sir Zhong saw Li Shan was about to make a call, but he reached out to stop him.

"Call and ask where she is, and you can go pick her up."

Li Shan: "..."

Isn’t this a bit too grand?

"Just do it." Old Sir Zhong had made up his mind.

In the shopping mall, Wan Chu’er wore a white tube top and a blue denim skirt, showing it to Jiang Kechu.

Her fair, smooth, and petite shoulders, and her beautiful collarbones directly struck Jiang Kechu’s eyes.

He swallowed, waving his hand, "Change the top."

Wan Chu’er moved closer to him, teasingly asked, "Doesn’t it look good? I think it looks really nice, it’s so cool for summer."

Jiang Kechu, with a smile in his eyes, placed his hand on Wan Chu’er’s smooth shoulder, slowly caressing it, and whispered,

"I’m afraid I might accidentally tear your clothes, making you even cooler."

Wan Chu’er: "...Pervert."

In terms of shamelessness, she was no match for Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu picked out a bunch of clothes for her. While he was paying with his card, Wan Chu’er’s phone in her bag rang.

She took it out and saw it was a call from Li Shan, the tall guy by Old Sir Zhong’s side.

Wan Chu’er’s smile remained unchanged, her eyes flickered, and she told Jiang Kechu before stepping out of the clothing store,

"Hello, this is Wan Chu’er."

...

After hanging up, Wan Chu’er scoffed.

It seemed her guess was right.

Old Man Zhong really was the ungrateful jerk who had bullied her grandmother back in the day.

Did he think she would just scurry over at his beck and call?

"Whose call was it?"

Jiang Kechu, carrying several bags, came over and asked.

Since she had decided to be with Jiang Kechu, Wan Chu’er never thought about hiding anything from him.

Besides, in her eyes, Jiang Kechu was a mature, sensible man with good judgment; he always had better advice for her.

In her previous life, she had been deceived by Zhuo Yao, and Jiang Kechu had warned her several times, both overtly and covertly, but regrettably, she had not listened.

Wan Chu’er wrapped Jiang Kechu’s arm and said, "It was a call from Old Man Zhong, asking me to go there."

Old Man Zhong?

Did Old Sir Zhong upset this girl?

That was Jiang Kechu’s first reaction.

"Did the phone call mention what it was about?" he asked.

Wan Chu’er: "No, but I can guess. Let’s first go home, and I’ll explain in detail on the way."

While Jiang Kechu drove, Wan Chu’er recounted her grandmother’s story.

Jiang Kechu was utterly shocked.

Wan Chu’er was actually Old Sir Zhong’s granddaughter!

For the first time, he felt pressure.

That old man was known to be picky, critical, and had a bad temper.

"What are you planning to do?"

Wan Chu’er snorted and said, "Of course I’m going to scold him on behalf of my grandma and my mom. It’s pitiful that my grandmother kindly saved him, only to end up with this result."

Jiang Kechu drove steadily and asked, "Aren’t you planning to acknowledge Old Sir?"

"I’m now nineteen, already an adult, and I don’t lack a grandfather.

Moreover, he’s the main culprit who brought pain to my grandmother and my mom, if I acknowledged him, where would that leave them?"

Jiang Kechu said, "Do you know what kind of person Old Sir is? Have you thought about the benefits that acknowledging him could bring you?"

Wan Chu’er said, "Not sure about the specifics, but from Mai Qi’s attitude, I can guess a bit."

Definitely not just any ordinary person; look, even a nanny’s daughter acts all high and mighty around him. How could the main person be any less?

But no matter how formidable he is, I don’t plan to take advantage of him.

I didn’t take advantage of him in my past life, and even less so in this life.

With or without him, I can live just fine.

Jiang Kechu slowly said, "Have you heard of Red Hero of Chidong?"

Wan Chu’er was puzzled; of course, she knew of Red Hero, any elementary school student would know.

During the dark times before liberation, Chidong was a prison controlled by reactionaries, housing many revolutionary martyrs. Red Hero was a revolutionary female hero imprisoned there, whose deeds of braving enemy torture and dying without yielding were heavily highlighted in Li Shan’s textbooks.

Sadly, she didn’t live to see the dawn of liberation and was brutally killed by the enemy.

Jiang Kechu said, "Old Sir Zhong is the son of the Red Hero martyrs; after his parents were killed, he grew up beside national leaders. In the 1950s, he concealed his identity, joined the army, and broke several spy networks, becoming a hero of our country. In the 1970s, Old Sir turned to national construction, made significant contributions, and grew very influential where many higher-ups held him in high regard. A few years ago, Old Sir retired and began living a recluse life, becoming even more inaccessible in recent years, many people find it difficult to even meet him."

After hearing this, Wan Chu’er was silent for a long time, until the car stopped downstairs in their residential area, then she muttered gloomily, "I don’t care about the rest, he harmed my grandmother and my mom, I won’t acknowledge him."

Jiang Kechu nodded, touched her hair, and said, "Whatever choice you make, I support you, just follow your heart."

"Okay."

The two picked up their shopping and went upstairs, then Wan Chu’er entered the bedroom, fetched the Jade Pendant, and placed it in her bag.

They went downstairs again, following the address Li Shan had given, heading towards the old house.

When the car stopped in front of an old mottled wooden door, Wan Chu’er was somewhat surprised.

This house was too old, as the ancient wooden door had a history of at least several decades, the knocker on it was rusty, although the blue wall beside it was quite high, the bricks were worn, and it was covered in green plants.

Before she knocked, a smaller door next to the big wooden door opened from inside.

Li Shan walked out from inside, his gaze burning as he looked at Wan Chu’er making Jiang Kechu frown as he silently moved in front of Wan Chu’er.

Wan Chu’er looked up and noticed a security camera installed above the door.

Li Shan said to Wan Chu’er, "Old Sir has been waiting inside for quite some time already."