The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

Fortunately, Mengmeng did not realize that he was lying.

Mengmeng opened her clear, big eyes, a hint of worry in them, and asked softly, "Brother, what about Lele? He only has Ji Mengran as family..."

Now we have nothing left, and even food and shelter are a problem... It's so pitiful.

She lowered her head slightly, her voice filled with deep heartache.

"I think he's not even as happy as the children in the orphanage."

Looking at Mengmeng's pitying expression, Gu Shiyu felt a slight pang of sadness.

He reached out and gently stroked Mengmeng's head, his eyes tender yet thoughtful.

"Mengmeng, Ji Mengran has hurt us too deeply."

Lele was innocent, but it was because of Ji Mengran that her mother took her own life and committed suicide.

My father was devastated by this, and the Gu family fell apart from that moment on.

Gu Shiyu stopped, a hint of sadness in his eyes, as if the pain hidden deep in his heart had been rekindled.

He looked at Mengmeng, but a soft smile flashed in his eyes.

"However, because of your appearance, the Gu family gradually regained its warmth and vitality."

You brought laughter and happiness back to the Gu family.

Gu Shiyu gently ruffled Mengmeng's soft hair and said in a soft voice, "Leave the adults' matters to us."

You, little friend, just focus on going to school happily every day, eating delicious food, and playing with your friends.

He looked at Mengmeng tenderly, his eyes full of doting affection.

Mengmeng nodded blankly and replied in her childish voice, "Okay, brother."

Seeing this, Gu Shiyu continued, "If you pity Lele, I can arrange for him to go to a boarding school. At least that way he won't have to worry about food and clothing, and he won't have to live an unstable life anymore."

Mengmeng listened attentively and nodded with her adorable little face.

She smiled gratefully, her eyes crinkling. "Thank you, brother."

She silently hoped that Lele could accept this arrangement and live a normal life like any other child.

When the orphanage was mentioned, Mengmeng thought of the director, Grandma.

She asked in her sweet, childlike voice, "Brother, how is Grandma the headmistress doing lately?"

Gu Shiyu saw Mengmeng's bright eyes and sensed her deep dependence on the dean.

Recalling the news he received from Beijing this afternoon, he was somewhat disappointed that his grandmother, the dean, still hadn't regained her memory, but he didn't want Mengmeng to know about it.

He gently pinched Mengmeng's chubby little face and said, "You'll see her soon."

"It's Aunt Ling's birthday in a few days, and we'll be going to the capital. You'll be able to meet the Dean's Grandma then."

Mengmeng's eyes lit up instantly, filled with joy.

"Really? I miss Grandma so much! I didn't get to spend enough time with her last time!"

His tone was full of dependence and attachment.

"Of course it's true,"

Gu Shiyu said softly, "You can spend more time with Grandma Dean then, I promise you."

Mengmeng happily rubbed against Gu Shiyu's arm, and said like a little dumpling, "Mmm, brother is so nice!"

"Wait... Grandma went to the capital??"

Belatedly realizing what was happening, Mengmeng looked at Gu Shiyu with bright eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, the capital! Grandma actually went to the capital!"

Grandma used to always say that one of her life's wishes was to go to Beijing, climb the Great Wall, and watch the flag-raising ceremony at Tiananmen Square!

Brother, can I play with Grandma then?

Gu Shiyu smiled gently and nodded.

"Of course, we'll all be with you then."

Mengmeng smiled contentedly after hearing this.

As drowsiness washed over her, Mengmeng yawned a few times, slowly closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually became steady.

A sweet smile played on her lips, as if she were already immersed in the beautiful dream of reuniting with her grandmother.

The little white fox also curled up into a ball, its fluffy tail wrapped around Mengmeng's neck like a warm little scarf.

Looking at this heartwarming scene, Gu Shiyu felt all the coldness in his heart melt away with tenderness, and his gaze was filled with warm affection.

He gently placed a tender kiss on Mengmeng's forehead.

They then quietly slipped out.

After closing the door, Gu Shiyu stood in the corridor and took a deep breath, his expression changing from gentle to cold.

We are preparing to find a suitable bodyguard to stay by Mengmeng's side and protect her.

No matter how much Mengmeng insisted on not having bodyguards, he was determined to find the most thorough way to ensure her safety.

Mengmeng slept soundly and sweetly.

When she woke up, her little face was still rosy, and she blinked her bright, watery eyes as she obediently sat up in bed.

She stretched and yawned, then obediently brushed her teeth, washed her face, and put on her favorite little dress.

Then, he ran up to the little white fox and the little black cat and fed them a few pieces of jerky.

The two little ones ate with great satisfaction, then playfully rolled around her.

Mengmeng couldn't help but laugh out loud, patted their little heads, and let them play by themselves.

Then, she went to the window and picked up the small flowerpot.

I scooped up a spoonful of spiritual spring water and gently poured it onto the ice stone, eagerly anticipating its reaction.

However, the ice stone remained lying quietly in the soil, motionless.

A hint of distress appeared on Mengmeng's little face. She opened her eyes wide and stared at it closely, muttering to herself, "Little stone, little stone, please bloom soon. What do I have to do to make you bloom?"

She tilted her head and thought about it seriously, as if she were discussing it with the stone.

"Tell me, and I'll find a way to make it happen, okay?"

Her tone was soft, with a hint of coquetry, as she spoke while gently poking the ice stone with her little finger.

Of course, Stone wouldn't answer her...

A hint of disappointment appeared on Mengmeng's cute little face.

Reluctantly, I continued to water the ice stones.

The little white fox was munching on jerky, rubbing its face with its tiny paws as it ate.

With its round eyes fixed on the ice stone in the flowerpot, it chirped to the little black cat beside it, "Little Black, if you didn't pee on that stinky stone, maybe it would sprout and bloom!"

Upon hearing this, the little black cat immediately raised its chin haughtily and meowed:

"I won't do something so shameless! Do it yourself!"

The little white fox, not to be outdone, flicked its fluffy tail and said defiantly, "Fine, I'll do it!"

It was smugly preparing to lift its foot.

With a "smack," he received a slap on the head.

It turns out that Mengmeng had already overheard their whispers.

She angrily picked up the little white fox, twisted its ears, and said sullenly, "You naughty little white fox, how dare you have such a thought! If you really pee in the flowerpot, you're dead!"

She pouted and looked intently at Little White.

"His Majesty said this is a divine stone from Kunlun Mountain, 100,000 years ago. If it blooms, it will have lots and lots of spiritual power! You're not allowed to cause trouble!"

Little White, with its ears twisted by Mengmeng, squeaked pitifully and begged for mercy.

"Mengmeng, I was wrong! Please don't tell Wanwansui about this!"

Its face was filled with fear, and it couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that giant bird, Wanwansui.

As a little fox at the bottom of the food chain, its innate fear of ancient mythical beasts is deeply ingrained. As soon as Bifang sets its sights on it, its legs go weak and it can't stand up.

Mengmeng glared at it angrily, and finally let go.

Like a child who had done something wrong, the little white fox immediately tucked its tail between its legs and ran behind the little black cat, shrinking its head to secretly peek at Mengmeng, afraid that she would use her "ear-twisting technique" again.

The little black cat glanced at it smugly and meowed as it lectured it:

"You've learned your lesson, haven't you? Let's see if you dare to come up with such a terrible idea again!!"

The little white fox quickly rubbed against the little black fox's fur in a fawning manner, shaking its head repeatedly, "I won't do it again! Little Mengmeng hit me so hard, my ears hurt so much!"

It complained as it rubbed its ears, which had been pinched red.

Seeing the little girl's adorable face, Mengmeng couldn't help but chuckle, and her anger subsided considerably.

"Xiaobai, you're not allowed to cause trouble anymore!"

Mengmeng stroked its soft fur again, her tone carrying a hint of authority.

Then he turned around and continued watering the ice stones in the flowerpot.

at this time,

A sharp scream rang out.

"Sir! Sir, wake up!"

It was Aunt Ping's terrified voice.

His voice was hoarse and strained, revealing extreme panic and fear.

Mengmeng's little hand paused for a moment, then she immediately realized that something had happened to her father!

She hurriedly grabbed the small flowerpot and ran towards the ice room.

My father has been staying in the ice room these past few days and has hardly left the room.

Throughout the journey, Mengmeng's heart pounded like a drum.

A cute little figure rushed into the ice room.

The sight before her left her completely stunned.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the cold ground was covered in glaring crimson stains.

That's... Dad's blood.

Gu Yinshen lay in a pool of blood, a bloody gash on his wrist, blood everywhere, his face as pale as snow...

His body was completely cold, and his chest was no longer rising and falling with his breath.

On the ground, a tiny butterfly lay weakly, its wings trembling slightly. It had clearly done its best, but could not save its master's life.

Gu Shiyu and Gu Shiche knelt beside their father, embracing him tightly. Their eyes were already red from crying, and tears dripped onto Gu Yinshen's clothes, carrying unbearable grief.

Nan Yuan'er collapsed into Gu Jingsi's arms, her whole body trembling violently with grief.

Gu Jingsi's face was also covered in tears, his eyes filled with despair and pain at losing his loved ones.

Not far away, Aunt Ping collapsed to the ground.

She kept pounding the ground, tears streaming down her face, and apologized painfully, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault... I forgot to come see you last night... It was only one night, and yet... It's all my fault! Mr. Gu, I'm so sorry!"

She choked back tears, her trembling hands repeatedly slapping her own face.

Mengmeng stood blankly beside the pool of blood.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string, incessantly.

A trembling voice choked with sobs as she called out repeatedly, "Daddy... Daddy, I don't have a daddy anymore..."

Her voice was filled with helplessness and despair.

The grief was so profound that everyone present couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Gu Shiyu was heartbroken and so grief-stricken that he could barely think straight. He even ignored Mengmeng, allowing her to witness this heartbreaking scene.

Coming to his senses, he immediately looked up and ordered his servants in a hoarse and stern voice:

"Take Mengmeng away, she can't stay here any longer!"

But Mengmeng shook her little head, crying stubbornly, and said firmly, "I won't leave! I...I want to stay with Daddy!"

She rushed over and hugged Gu Yinshen's arm tightly, her small body trembling from crying so hard.

She could barely breathe, and her eyes were filled with extreme grief.

Just as she was crying and trembling, she caught a glimpse of the flowerpot she was still holding in her arms.

That ice stone seed that she had once carefully nurtured and eagerly anticipated...

She was stunned for a moment, then a wave of grief and indignation washed over her.

Her eyes were red and swollen. She grabbed a flowerpot and smashed it to the ground, sobbing and whimpering.

"What divine stone from Kunlun Mountain... it's just a piece of junk!"

I couldn't save Mom... I couldn't do anything! I even hurt Dad... I even hurt Dad, sob sob..."

The flowerpot crashed heavily to the ground, shards flying everywhere, soil scattered, and crystal-clear stones rolled out, lying there quietly, forming a stark contrast with the bright red bloodstains on the ground.

Mengmeng collapsed to the ground in despair, sobbing.

Tears streamed down her face, glistening droplets falling one by one onto the icy stone.

Her little hands gently stroked Gu Yinshen's pale face, her eyes filled with helplessness and grief. Her small voice choked with sobs as she whispered, "Daddy... Daddy..."