The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

He patted his chest and said arrogantly, "Besides, your grandfather has the Medal of the Republic! Who dares not to give me this face?"

Shen Ci stood there in a daze. Besides being shocked, she was more moved.

She never expected that her grandfather had already thought of a way out.

He didn't really want to force her to marry into the Tang family.

He was just... testing Su Zibai for her in the most clumsy way.

Shen Ci's voice trembled with disbelief: "Grandpa, are you telling the truth?"

The old man snorted coldly and turned his face away: "Huh, are you questioning me?"

Shen Ci was incoherent: "No... I just didn't expect..."

The old man sighed, and walked slowly into the room with his cane. He glanced at her slightly pale face and said in a complicated tone, "There are so many things you haven't thought of."

He sat down on the sofa, patted the seat next to him, and motioned Shen Ci to come over.

"Porcelain girl." His voice lowered, with a barely perceptible sob, "Tell me, how many years have you been away from home?"

"During the years since you left, I've missed you every day. I was worried that you weren't eating well outside, and even more worried that you might be in danger..."

"But you just never let me down. I don't know how many injuries, big and small, you've suffered!"

He raised his eyes and looked at her deeply: "Grandpa has been trying to find out about you all these years. Do you really think that Grandpa doesn't want you anymore?"

"Grandpa knows everything you do and everything you go through..."

At the end of the conversation, the old man's voice changed, with an unconcealable hoarseness, "It's you who didn't want to go home and forgot about grandpa..."

Shen Ci was completely shocked and stood there, her pupils slightly contracted, and her heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

The old man sniffed and continued, "Grandpa knows that you like Su Zibai and you will not marry anyone else in this life."

"You've been in love for so many years, it's not easy... Now that you finally see a glimmer of hope, how can Grandpa have the heart to really break up your marriage?"

He raised his hand and gently touched her hair, his eyes showing unprecedented softness and fatigue: "Grandpa is old, and there is no second seventeen years... So, Grandpa, I don't want to lose Porcelain Girl again."

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Shen Ci suddenly knelt on the ground, tears bursting out instantly: "Grandpa... Ci'er deserves to die! I shouldn't have been so unfilial all these years!"

The old man's eyes were red, but he still maintained his pride and turned his face away and snorted:

"Hmph, I'm glad to know. You really shouldn't have done that."

Shen Ci knelt on the ground, hugging the old man's legs tightly, her tears soaking his dark trouser legs.

She cried silently, but her shoulders kept shaking.

When she left, grandpa was still in good health, with his back straight and his voice as loud as a bell.

But when he came back this time, his head was covered with white hair, his back was hunched, and even his hand holding the crutch was trembling slightly.

Her grandfather is really old.

But what about her?

She left as soon as she said she would, and has never looked back in the past seventeen years.

She thought her family would hate her, blame her, or even have forgotten her.

But grandpa said that he thought about her every day over the years, and he knew everything she did.

At this moment, guilt, regret and longing, like a flood, broke through her last line of defense.

She cried so hard that she couldn't speak. She felt that no matter what she said, it could not make up for the past seventeen years.

She raised her head and saw her father standing outside the door through her tearful eyes.

He didn't know how long he stood there, watching everything in silence, his eyes already red.

Shen Ci's throat choked with sobs, and she uttered a word with difficulty: "Dad..."

Shen Zhigang did not answer, but nodded heavily and wiped his face with his hand.

Needless to say.

His silence and tears said it all.

The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly, gently supported her shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get up... The ground is cold."

Shen Ci refused and insisted on kneeling on the ground.

The old man patted her back gently and said in a low voice: "Porcelain girl, you must remember that people from the Shen family don't kneel easily."

"When you came back that day, Grandpa was really angry." He sighed, tears welling up in his eyes. "You've been gone for over ten years, leaving Grandpa and your dad behind... Grandpa was so angry..."

Shen Ci buried her face in his knees, her voice choked and broken: "Grandpa... Ci'er deserves to die!"

The old man shook his head and stroked her hair with his rough hands: "It's all in the past. There's no need to talk about it now."

Shen Ci suddenly looked up, tears welling in her eyes: "I can't get over it..."

This matter will never be over in her heart...

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Now you know why grandpa made him kneel, right?"

Shen Ci was stunned and looked at him with tearful eyes.

The old man snorted coldly, his tone filled with gnashing teeth. "He kidnapped my granddaughter and caused us to be separated for so many years! Even if I asked him to kneel, it would be the least of my trouble!"

He stared into Shen Ci's eyes and asked, "Now tell me, do you still blame grandpa for making him kneel outside the door all night?"

Shen Ci pursed her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.

The old man sighed and softened his tone: "Forget it, I know you are soft-hearted towards him, this bad guy...it's better to let grandpa be the one."

"Grandpa said that day that the Shen family kneels to the sky, the earth, and their parents, but they never kneel in vain. What you knelt for, Grandpa will help you get it back."

He looked out the window with a far-reaching gaze: "Take advantage of this opportunity to see if he is sincere to you."

"If he wasn't sincere, he would have left because he couldn't stand it. You should wake up sooner..." He patted Shen Ci's shoulder, "There are many good men in the world, don't hang yourself on a tree!"

After the old man finished speaking, Shen Ci was silent for a long time.

She never thought that everything her grandfather did was for her.

If she pleaded for Su Zibai again at this moment, it would seem that she was ungrateful.

But when she thought of that person still kneeling outside, her heart ached.

I'm even a little worried. Can he withstand the test from his grandfather?

She didn't say anything in the end, but the old man knew that she understood.

After a moment, Shen Ci stood up and asked to go to the kitchen.

The guard let him go only after getting the old man's tacit consent, but he still followed him closely.

She ignored the gazes behind her, tied on an apron, and skillfully washed rice, cut vegetables, and started a fire.

The old man stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the busy figures in the kitchen from afar, shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Is she cooking for that kid outside? I thought she could be crueler, but it turns out she's still the same..."

Shen Zhigang softly advised, "Forget it. You can't ask for too much. If Su Zibai hadn't encountered unsolvable troubles this time, Ci'er wouldn't have come home. It's good enough that she's willing to go home."