Adorably Cute Baby: Mommy's Going Against the Heavens

“Great-grandfather, my name is Shen Ruoyu, and this is my younger sister, Shen Ruoning,” Shen Ruoyu replied obediently.

“Surname Shen,” Shen Shenxing murmured to himself, as if grasping at a lifeline, and as if confirming, he repeated, “Surname Shen…” His eyes reddened with excitement, and his voice trembled violently, “You…you really are surnamed Shen?”

He paused, his gaze fixed on the two children, especially the little girl whose features resembled Yunxi's. He almost held his breath as he cautiously asked, "Then... your mother, is her name... her name Shen Yunxi?"

Shen Ruoning nodded gently and answered affirmatively in her clear, childlike voice, "Our mother is Shen Yunxi." She raised her head, her bright eyes sparkling with affection, and added, "Mother often talks about you to us, saying that you love her the most."

Shen Ruoyu chimed in, "Yes, great-grandfather, my mother said that when we grow up, she will bring us back to see you."

"Then, where is she?" Shen Shenxing asked excitedly.

"Grandpa, don't listen to these two little brats' nonsense!" Shen Wanqing's jealousy was almost consuming her. She shrieked, interrupting this sudden and heartwarming reunion: "My sister has been dead for six years, how could she possibly appear? They must be liars!"

She glared fiercely at Shen Ruoyu and Shen Ruoning, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred: "Grandpa, please don't be fooled by them!"

Shen Wanqing was both anxious and angry. Shen Yunxi had been dead for so long, yet her grandfather still hadn't forgotten her. Now that her children had reappeared, if her grandfather really accepted these two children, wouldn't her position in the Shen family be in jeopardy?

At the same time, she cursed inwardly, "That old bastard, after all these years, he still cares about Shen Yunxi who should have died long ago! Now that her child has appeared, he can't wait to acknowledge her back. How biased!"

"Shut up!" Shen Shenxing turned his head sharply, glaring at Shen Wanqing. His aged face was filled with anger, and his tone was unusually harsh, as if Shen Wanqing's words had touched the most sensitive nerve in his heart. "Who told you Yunxi is dead? She's just missing!"

"Grandpa, you have to face reality!" Shen Wanqing roared.

"grandfather."

A clear female voice rang out from the crowd, piercing through the clamor and reaching Shen Shenxing's ears. The voice was as melodious as a mountain stream, yet it carried a subtle tremor, as if it contained a thousand unspoken words.

Shen Shenxing looked in the direction of the sound and saw the crowd slowly part, and a familiar figure gradually appeared in his line of sight, as did Shen Wanqing.

The newcomer was dressed in red, which made her skin appear even whiter than snow. Her delicate face was adorned with exquisite features, and the unique flower of the Shen family on her forehead looked even more vibrant against her jade-like skin, as if it were alive. It swayed slightly with her light steps, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"No, impossible!" Shen Wanqing stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her pupils shrinking as if she had seen something terrifying.

That familiar figure, like a ghost, gradually became clear before her eyes, making her blood freeze.

She involuntarily took half a step back, her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance, freezing in place.

Jiang Shuyue, standing in the crowd, was shaken to her core, a chill running from her feet to the top of her head.