Chapter 441: Chapter 441 - 435: In an Unimaginable Way

Mianmian blinked at Mr. Jing, but bravely stepped forward and walked over.

Mr. Jing bent down to look at her, staring at her as if she were some rare treasure he had never seen before. As Mianmian approached, the old man, whose nose and eyes were already red from a slight cold, trembled as he reached out to touch Mianmian’s little face.

He was checking if she was real.

The sensation under his hand was Mianmian’s soft and warm little face, chubby and tender.

Mr. Jing couldn’t believe it, placing both hands by her ears, carefully cradling the child’s head as he looked at her seriously and attentively: "She indeed looks very much like Jihan when he was little. How did I not see it back then? She looked familiar, but I didn’t dare think this way. My great-grandchild, my little great-grandchild..."

As he spoke, he gently stroked Mianmian’s hair, his elderly eyes filled with excitement, while looking up at Mrs. Jing, who still had a stern face: "How did you all end up together?"

"Enough with the useless questions, I am Mianmian’s great-grandmother, and I saw the child before you did, what’s wrong with that? It’s Jihan who has always been sensible since he was a child, not holding grudges with you, this old fool. If it were me, I would never let you meet the child in this lifetime!" Mrs. Jing said, then turned her head to say, "Shi Su, whatever you have to say, just say it here, I have your back!"

The sight of these two elderly people getting excited because of the child while secretly bickering made Shi Su somewhat dazed, her thoughts a bit slow. By the time she came back to her senses, Mrs. Jing had already stretched out her hand to pull her to the front, clearly there to confront Mr. Jing.

Could it be that Mrs. Jing knows all the ins and outs of everything?

Shi Su couldn’t help but look back at Jing Jihan, the man calmly gave her a look.

This Jing Jihan.

He always seems so calm and composed, yet repeatedly finds unexpected ways to smooth over everything for her.

He doesn’t let any emotion show in his words, but at critical moments, he always surprises her by paving the way for her.

Mrs. Jing continued to criticize Mr. Jing: "Mianmian is a blood member of the Jing Family, this matter is already set in stone. I ask you, what is wrong with this girl Shi Su? The young couple are fine together, but you just have to interfere? How many years do people have to squander? Do you think everyone is like me, preferring to never have anything to do with you? Jihan is usually so busy that he hardly ever has time to rest, there’s rarely someone by his side who understands him, and you want to tear them apart?"

Mrs. Jing seemed to have been planning for a long time, just waiting to come back and have a big fight with Mr. Jing. Not to mention these few words, it seemed that even if she were to stand here cursing all day long, she could do it without repeating herself.

Shi Su thought to herself, it turns out that a woman who seems to have lived a life of elegance and grace like Mrs. Jing can still be so infuriated by her husband for a lifetime that she can’t help but curse him every time they meet.

Mr. Jing acted like he couldn’t hear, completely ignoring Mrs. Jing’s barrage of "attacks," only looking at Mianmian and asking, "Little Mianmian, when did you go to see that old lady?"

Mianmian looked back at her great-grandmother, then turned her face back to honestly say, "Yesterday."

Hearing this, Mr. Jing raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, simultaneously giving Mrs. Jing a sidelong glance: "She only saw her one day before me, what’s there to boast about? If you have the ability, stay abroad and never come back, I guarantee you’ll never see your great-granddaughter till the end of your days."

"That’s not for you to worry about; you’ll surely die before I do, you old fool!"

"Ha, look at your white hair, like someone half a step into the grave, I doubt you’ll outlast me~"

"I live a healthy lifestyle, I’ve never dyed my hair in my entire life! Do you understand?"

"With that temper of yours that ignites at the drop of a hat, calling it healthy living?"

The two elders thus began their battle, Mianmian standing between them for a long time, looking confused, raising her little hand to gently shake Mr. Jing’s arm: "Old grandpa, don’t fight with great-grandma! I like great-grandma! She’s so nice!"

Mrs. Jing instantly wore a triumphant expression, raising her eyebrows smugly.

Mr. Jing immediately looked aggrieved, glaring at Mianmian: "I’m not nice? She’s your great-grandmother, and I’m still your great-grandpa!"

Mianmian was surprised: "Great-grandpa?"

"Yes, from now on, call me great-grandpa!" The old man got distracted by Mianmian for a moment, not having the time to bother with that old lady anymore, smiling with squinted eyes as he pinched Mianmian’s small hand: "Little Mianmian, great-grandpa is telling you..."

"The title ’great-grandpa’ can’t be said so lightly, I see you’re so focused on preserving that bit of family dignity, you’ve lost all human warmth. Before you see the child’s paternity test, before you’re completely assured, how can you allow her to call you that, what if she calls you wrongly? Don’t go thinking our little Mianmian is reaching too high!" Mrs. Jing stepped forward to pull Mianmian away, wanting the child to keep her distance from that old man.

Mr. Jing instantaneously hugged the child tight, not letting her be taken away: "You old lady love to drive a wedge, don’t try to sow discord between us anymore, this child shares a deep bond with me, met her two years ago! Don’t say sarcastic words!"

"You met her two years ago but didn’t recognize her, and you still have the nerve to flaunt that to me?"

"I... I... It’s been too many years since I last saw photos of Jihan when he was little!"

"Pah, let me tell you folks, men are the same whether young or aged, they never clearly remember what their own kids looked like when they were young. Truth is, when the kids were little, you didn’t care about them at all. While other families cherish their grandkids, you were just good at wielding a cane to beat people. So many years have passed, and you still can’t remember what your own grandson looked like when he was little!"

The old man’s face turned ugly being criticized like this, but he didn’t argue with the old lady, just stubbornly held onto Mianmian without letting go.

Mianmian couldn’t understand why she was suddenly being fought over by these two elders, nestled in Mr. Jing’s embrace, she dazedly raised her head and asked: "Our teacher says grandpa and grandma are a family, then shouldn’t great-grandpa and great-grandma be a family too? Why are you arguing?"

Mrs. Jing gave Mr. Jing a glare: "Who’s a family with him?"

"Exactly, divorced long ago, what family ties are you talking about? She’s just a menopausal lady who’s been nagging on after the fact for decades now," Mr. Jing muttered under his breath: "These decades, good at nothing, first-class at putting on airs at home. Now even wants to snatch the great-granddaughter from me."

While speaking, Mr. Jing suddenly looked at Shi Su, pouted slightly before he said, "Your grandpa here didn’t shield you for nothing back then, having lived these eighty or so years, that’s practically a lifetime, what haven’t I seen? The miscalculations of fate are truly rare, but grandpa has not bullied you, you must give testimony!"