After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Grandpa covered his mouth with his finger and shushed him: "It's a secret, but I promise I won't tell Pei Hansheng and his parents. Let them regret it."

Qiao Wan smiled and said, "They won't regret it. Pei Hansheng probably doesn't lack children."

"I don't care, I only recognize Xiao Wansheng's child. Take me to see the baby right now, okay?"

Qiao Wan thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

She had some free time today and wanted to spend more time with her grandfather.

Without hesitation, Qiao Wan helped her grandfather get dressed and pushed his wheelchair out of the bedroom.

In the living room, Pei Hansheng was helping Rong Wenying entertain guests.

"Where are you taking Grandpa?"

Pei Xiongkai said, "I'm tired of staying at home, I'm going out for a walk to clear my head, are you coming with me?"

Pei Hansheng frowned: "It's cold outside, let's go outside and get some fresh air."

Pei Xiongkai complained, "I'm not your prisoner. Why don't you lock yourself in the Tanshu? You probably couldn't stand it for even half a day. Xiaowan was locked up by you for four years, and that's how she developed her mental illness."

Rong Wenying was unhappy when she heard this.

"What does Qiao Wan's illness have to do with Han Sheng? We've been providing her with good food and drink, and we haven't let her go out to suffer. If she's not satisfied, then she can go back to Hong Kong and live with her vampire parents. It's ridiculous that she's blaming our Pei family when she clearly has a genetic problem."

Qiao Wan gripped the wheelchair handles, her face pale.

Pei Xiongkai took off his shoes and threw them at the back of Rong Wenying's head.

"Look at your face, do you even look like a proper matriarch? Xiaowan and Hansheng have gotten to this point because of you, the troublemaker."

Rong Wenying turned around and glared fiercely at Pei Xiongkai. The words "old bastard" were on the tip of her tongue, but Pei Hansheng stopped her.

He picked up the shoes, knelt down to put them on Pei Xiongkai, then stood up and asked Qiao Wan, "Where are you taking Grandpa? I'll drive."

"Give me the car keys, I'll drive it myself."

Pei Hansheng called the driver and helped the old man into the car. Qiao Wan got into the driver's seat and looked back at Pei Xiongkai: "Grandpa, fasten your seatbelt, we're about to leave."

Pei Xiongkai smiled broadly: "It's wonderful to see my great-grandson one last time."

Qiao Wan gripped the steering wheel and steadily started the car: "Grandpa, I'll be picking up my new car in a couple of days. Then I can take you out for drives more often, and you'll be able to see the children more often too."

Pei Hansheng watched Qiao Wan drive the car out of the old house, then made a phone call in the yard.

"Keep an eye on Qiao Wan and report her schedule to me at any time."

"Understood, Mr. Pei."

Pei Hansheng hung up the phone and turned around to see Rong Wenying.

"When exactly are you going to divorce Qiao Wan?"

Pei Hansheng put his phone in his trouser pocket, his aloof expression indifferent: "I can't leave."

"Why can't we get a divorce? The divorce papers have already been signed!"

She's pregnant.

Rong Wenying's vision went black: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that we need to take precautions? She has a mental illness, and it can be passed on to the child."

"No, my genes are strong."

"You want this child?"

"If you have her, why don't you want her?" Pei Hansheng said in a low voice as he walked up the steps. "So, Mom, you should treat her better, for the sake of Pei's eldest grandson."

Rong Wenying stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

Qiao Wan is really cunning. She got herself pregnant at this crucial moment. She only wants the child and doesn't want the mother!

……

Qiao Wan drove the car back to Jinxiu Jiayuan.

Shen Yingtang took Xiaobao out to the supermarket to buy New Year's goods, and they happened to run into each other.

Pei Xiongkai rolled down the car window and stared intently at Xiaobao.

"This child is clearly Pei Hansheng's."

Xiao Bao saw Qiao Wan from afar and ran over wearing a tiger-head hat.

"Hello Grandpa, are you Qiao Xiaowan's friend?"

"I'm not your grandfather, I'm Qiao Wan's grandfather."

"Uh..." Xiao Bao's little brain was a bit confused, so he turned to look at Qiao Wan: "Then what should Xiao Bao be called?"

Qiao Wan carried Xiao Bao into the car and sat next to Pei Xiongkai.

"You call him Great-Grandpa."

"Great-Grandpa, Happy New Year."

Pei Xiongkai was overjoyed and took out a large red envelope he had prepared, a thick stack of red envelopes that looked like a brick.

Before the red envelope even reached Xiaobao's hands, Qiaowan intercepted it.

It was heavy. Qiao Wan put it into her bag: "Mommy will save the red envelope from Great-Grandpa for you, and you can spend it when you grow up."

Half an hour later, considering her grandfather's health, Qiao Wan asked Xiao Bao to go out with Shen Yingtang and drive back to the old house.

Pei Hansheng received a call from his subordinate.

"Mr. Pei, Madam took Mr. Pei to Jinxiu Garden. A three-year-old child got into the car, and the child got out half an hour later. Madam and Mr. Pei are on their way back to the old house."

Pei Hansheng sat in his study, his fingertips tapping absently on the table: "For the past half hour, they've been in the car the whole time, haven't they gone anywhere?"

"Yes, that's right."

"How is the old man feeling?"

"Great! They gave the child a big red envelope, and he's been smiling the whole time."

After hanging up the phone, the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, squinted, and fell into thought.

The old man never left the house after returning to China, but when he suddenly went out, it was for a child.

Pei Hansheng had always suspected that Xiaobao was Qiao Wan's child with another man. If that were true, there was no reason for his grandfather to be so happy.

He knew that old man well; he had the least patience for children, and even if he liked Qiao Wan a lot, he couldn't extend that affection to everything related to her.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Xiao Bao is a child of the Pei family.

But in his memory, his first time with Qiao Wan was not long ago, so when exactly did this child come about?

Pei Hansheng's head ached from thinking.

Qiao Wan drove back.

He suppressed all his emotions and entered the restaurant as if nothing had happened, enjoying a family dinner with the guests.

Qiao Wan pushed her grandfather into the house, and the maid took the wheelchair to go into the room to feed him.

She didn't want to go to the restaurant, nor could she disturb her grandfather's rest, so she went to Pei Hansheng's bedroom. According to custom, she was to spend the night at the old house.

Pei Hansheng's bedroom retains the look it had when he was in school, with a minimalist black, white, and gray decor. His trophies and honors are displayed in the cabinet, and the framed photo in the center is a group photo of him and his friends, including a familiar face: Fu Yuanzhou.

Jiang Nanhe, Jiang Chunzhi, and a few others I'm currently close to.

In the time when Qiao Wan was not involved, Pei Hansheng remained as spirited as ever.

She felt a pang of envy and suddenly thought of Ye Jizhou.

Ye Jizhou was her only friend, who had been by her side from junior high to university. Now, he was imprisoned because of her. Compared to the wealthy young men and women in the photos, their fates were completely opposite. This gap could not be narrowed even in a lifetime.

She stood there in front of the cabinet, lost in thought.

Pei Hansheng appeared behind her and stood there for a long time. He snapped his fingers, startling her.

"You're possessed by a ghost! Why aren't you coming down for dinner?"

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes, looking listless: "Am I that popular? Am I supposed to go down and be a dish on your dinner table?"

Pei Hansheng pinched her chin, his sharp gaze fixed on her eyes.

"Qiao Wan, have we done this before?"