The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

A Rolls-Royce, jet black and exuding an air of mystery, slowly pulled up in front of the renowned Hollissburg Manor in Yuzhou.

This magnificent estate stands quietly beside a winding river, like a dazzling pearl set in the earth. Meticulously constructed entirely of pristine white stone, it exudes an air of noble elegance.

The owner of the manor was a distinguished nobleman with profound knowledge of art and literature, whose taste was unique and exceptionally refined. Within this vast manor stood an extremely luxurious library and an art gallery, housing countless precious books and works of art, resembling a treasure trove of knowledge and beauty.

This place is not only where Zhou Yanhuan's beloved great-grandmother spent her later years, but also the ancestral home of the prestigious Hollis family of Yuzhou Kingdom, passed down through generations.

For centuries, this once illustrious family has thrived here, continuing their glory and splendor.

It is worth mentioning that the Hollis family has a special connection with Zhou Yanhuan's grandfather—the current head of the family is Zhou Yanhuan's grandfather's twin brother.

The Hollis family is the maternal family of Zhou Yanhuan's grandfather.

Zhou Yanhuan's grandfather was a member of the royal family who married into the royal family, a blood relationship that brought the two families together closely and fostered a deep bond.

When the black Rolls-Royce came to a smooth stop, Zhou Yanhuan, sitting inside, gently rolled down the window, revealing her beautiful and charming face.

Instantly, the guards responsible for watching over the manor gate noticed her and quickly stepped forward to respectfully open the gate for the Rolls-Royce.

Then, the luxury car sped into the manor like a powerful beast.

A few minutes later, the Rolls-Royce finally arrived at its destination and came to a smooth stop.

Then, the car door was gently pushed open, and Zhou Yanhuan gracefully stretched out her long, beautiful legs, calmly stepping out of the car. Her figure was elegant, her demeanor outstanding, and every gesture exuded the grace of a well-bred lady. At that moment, sunlight shone upon her, illuminating her stunningly beautiful face, captivating all who beheld her.

Zhou Yanhuan's gaze was drawn to the magnificent and elegant European-style villa before her, a villa imbued with historical charm. The building was like a fine work of art, every detail showcasing its unique allure.

Upon closer inspection, it is revealed that it is constructed from meticulously pieced-together wooden planks. The pointed roof, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and the crimson roof tiles shimmer brilliantly in the bright sunlight, making it impossible to ignore.

Zhou Yanhuan gently closed the car door, ignoring her suitcase, and slowly but firmly stepped onto the stairs leading to the villa. Perhaps because she was in a hurry, or perhaps because she was overwhelmed by the beautiful scenery before her, she even forgot to bring her luggage.

With the gate wide open, as if warmly welcoming its owner's return, Zhou Yanhuan stepped inside without hesitation. Entering this familiar territory, an indescribable emotion welled up within him.

Suddenly, Zhou Yanhuan felt a pang of sorrow, her eyes gradually reddening, tears welling up. It had been far too long since she had returned to visit her beloved great-grandmother, and her heart was filled with longing and guilt.

Just then, a tall, middle-aged foreign man came into view. He walked steadily toward Zhou Yanhuan. When he reached Zhou Yanhuan, he bowed respectfully and said softly, "Princess Catherine, you're back! Why didn't you let us come to greet you?" His voice revealed concern and respect.

Zhou Yanhuan smiled gently, revealing a warm, spring-like smile, and said softly, "Please get up quickly, butler. I wonder if my great-grandmother is at home right now? This trip back to the country was a last-minute decision, and I didn't inform anyone in advance. I only wish to stay here for a couple of days to spend some quality time with my great-grandmother."

Upon hearing Zhou Yanhuan's words, the butler immediately stopped bowing and replied with even greater respect, "Your Highness Catherine, the old lady is at home! She has not been traveling recently. If the head of the family and his wife knew that Your Highness was coming and would be staying here for two days, they would be overjoyed."

After a brief pause, the butler continued, "Princess Catherine, your room is always kept clean and tidy. Are you staying in your original room?" His eyes were full of expectation and concern, as if he hoped to meet all the needs of this noble princess.

Zhou Yanhuan calmly said to the housekeeper, "I can stay in the same room as before. Please arrange for a maid to bring my suitcase to my room. I need to go and pay my respects to my great-grandmother now." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Yanhuan turned and left.

Just then, Karolide, who had been silently standing behind Zhou Yanhuan and had appeared out of nowhere, was dragging two suitcases. After Zhou Yanhuan left, she gently pushed Zhou Yanhuan's small suitcase to signal to the butler.

Seeing this, the butler immediately summoned a maid and a servant. The maid quickly walked up to Karolide and carefully took the suitcase from her hands. Then, as the maid pushed the suitcase away, the servant also stepped to Karolide's side.

The butler knew very well that Karolide was Zhou Yanhuan's capable assistant, as important as his right and left arms, and the two were almost always by each other's side. However, even such a close person needed some time to rest.

The butler then had a male servant take Karolide to a guest room to rest.

At that moment, Zhou Yanhuan finally arrived at that mysterious place—a room filled with European style and exquisite carvings. Why would there be such a door that blends European style with delicate carvings?

The reason is actually quite interesting. It turns out that Zhou Yanhuan's beloved great-grandmother had a deep affection for Chinese culture. This old lady not only had avant-garde and fashionable ideas, but also had a rather poetic Chinese name—Zhou Qianning.

This is precisely why Zhou Yanhuan's grandfather retained the Zhou surname after recognizing his great-grandmother.

Filled with curiosity, Zhou Yanhuan gently pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside. The scene that greeted him moved him deeply: a small, elegant, mixed-race woman with a full head of silver hair sat before an easel, wearing glasses and holding a paintbrush tightly in her hand, intently depicting an unknown scene.

She was so engrossed in the world of art that she was completely unaware that Zhou Yanhuan had quietly entered the room.

Witnessing this heartwarming scene, Zhou Yanhuan's eyes reddened slightly. He quietly closed the door and slowly approached the old lady.

As if by telepathy, when Zhou Yanhuan approached, the old lady seemed to sense it, stopped painting, and looked up at her.

The old lady, who had been focused on her pen, instantly put it down when she caught sight of Zhou Yanhuan, her face breaking into a joyful smile. She quickly stood up, her steps faltering yet eager as she walked towards Zhou Yanhuan, grabbing her delicate hand and chiding her playfully, "Oh dear, you heartless little brat! You've finally deigned to come back and see this old woman, haven't you?"

Zhou Yanhuan keenly caught the subtle hint of grievance in the old lady's words. A feeling of guilt welled up in her heart, and she quickly put on a bright smile and said to her great-grandmother in a coquettish manner, "Oh dear great-grandmother, look, I've already come back to keep you company, so please don't be angry with me anymore."

However, the old lady seemed to suddenly remember something important, and her expression changed abruptly, becoming serious and solemn. She straightened up, staring intently at Zhou Yanhuan, and righteously rebuked her, "Hmph! You little brat, don't think this old woman doesn't know why you've come back this time! Look at what you've done, so audacious as to dare to have a child out of wedlock without our knowledge!"

Zhou Yanhuan was both amused and exasperated. She hadn't expected her great-grandmother to bring up the matter so abruptly, catching her completely off guard. Helpless, Zhou Yanhuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain, "Oh dear, great-grandmother, you've really misunderstood me! Although my return this time is indeed somewhat related to that matter, it's mostly because I miss you, so I came back to keep you company for a couple of days."

In front of her great-grandmother, who is over eighty years old, Zhou Yanhuan has always been quite relaxed and knows how to act coquettishly.

The old lady knew perfectly well that Zhou Yanhuan was deliberately trying to make her happy, but even so, she was still very pleased. Her face was full of smiles as she softly retorted, "You clever little girl, you're best at being coquettish! Tell your great-grandmother, what is it that you came back this time? Is there anything your great-grandmother can do to help with the child?"

Seeing her great-grandmother's persistent questioning, Zhou Yanhuan knew perfectly well that she could no longer hide the truth.

In fact, she had not originally intended to keep it a secret from her great-grandmother. She simply did not intend to reveal the whole truth, but rather to tell her a slightly embellished version, a mixture of truth and falsehood.

All of this is fraught with unknown risks, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. After all, the old lady is quite elderly, and it's truly unbearable to let her worry about it and lose sleep over it.

Zhou Yanhuan gently led the old lady into the room, and they sat down together on the soft, comfortable sofa.

The two remained silent, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive, as if time had frozen. After a long while, Zhou Yanhuan finally broke the silence and slowly spoke: "The main reason for my return this time is my brother. My great-grandmother must have learned some information through means such as bypassing internet restrictions. She already knows about the news I caused in China. This time, she returned to China to bring my brother back. His health is probably not good now; he may already be ill. As for me... I have been secretly studying medicine for many years, hoping to use my medical skills to treat him, but the condition is that he must stay by my side."

At this point, Zhou Yanhuan paused slightly, then added, "Besides, it's also to resolve the household registration and nationality issues of my two children." Her voice was slightly low, carrying a hint of helplessness and worry.

At this moment, after hearing all this, the old lady held Zhou Yanhuan's hand tightly and said with deep affection, "You are such a stubborn little girl! You have suffered so much all these years. Why didn't you tell us sooner? If it weren't for this unexpected incident, when did you plan to tell us? You know, the grudges between our older generation don't necessarily have to be borne by you young people, nor do we need you to avenge us. My only wish is for our little girl to live a peaceful, healthy, and happy life."