"What happened?" Ye Mingmei asked anxiously.

"..."

Meimei retreated in a panic, shaking her head desperately.

Her big watery eyes were brimming with tears, on the verge of crying out of fear.

She caught sight of Ye Zhanxing walking down the stairs and immediately turned towards him.

"Grandpa..."

"What’s wrong with my little princess, why are your eyes red? Don’t cry, don’t cry, grandpa cares." Ye Zhanxing bent down to pick up the little girl and then turned to glare at Ye Mingmei.

"Why can’t you speak softly to the child? Can’t you see you’ve frightened my little treasure?"

"Dad..."

Ye Mingmei approached and pulled Ye Zhanxing’s arm, "You used to say I was your most cherished treasure, but now all you see is Meimei!"

"You’re already a mother, yet you’re jealous of your own daughter. Come, little princess, tell grandpa what your mom did to upset you and make you cry."

Ye Zhanxing carried Meimei towards the sofa with a robust yet tender demeanor.

Having had cancer, even with surgery to remove part of the cancer cells, no one can guarantee it won’t come back at any time.

He’s now someone with one foot in the grave, living each day as if it’s his last, wishing nothing more than to see his descendants healthy and safe.

"It’s Meimei’s fault, I made mom unhappy." Meimei pouted, twisting her fingers anxiously, with her head down.

"This child is good in every way, just too thoughtful, sensible to the point of heartbreak; yet you bear resentment against her."

Ye Zhanxing shot another glare at Ye Mingmei, lovingly patted Meimei’s head, and just as he reached for the backpack on the sofa, Meimei hurriedly crawled over to hold it in her arms.

"I wasn’t upset with her, just asked her about her homework at kindergarten; see, dad, you witnessed this, don’t blame me." Ye Mingmei spread her hands, seeing Zhanxing protect Meimei, decided to hold off on what she intended to ask.

Ye Zhanxing was famous for doting on the kids; if anyone dared to scold Tingye or Meimei in front of him, he would not tolerate it.

If he could swallow the two little darlings whole to keep them safe from harm, he would.

It might be expected for Meimei since she’s a girl, but Tingye, that little rascal, it’s a blessing if he doesn’t bully others; who could possibly bully him?

"If she doesn’t want to, don’t force her. Meimei is a sensible child, you must be careful not to stress the child."

After speaking, Ye Zhanxing signaled the butler to put Meimei’s bag in her room.

"Let the butler put your backpack away, let’s wash our hands and get ready to eat."

"..."

Meimei glanced at the butler, then looked up at Ye Zhanxing’s smiling face, hesitated a moment before timidly releasing her grip.

"Thank you, Grandpa Butler."

"No need for such formality, little miss." The butler took her backpack to the room, finally bringing a smile to Meimei’s face.

Nestled in Ye Zhanxing’s arms, she began narrating what the teacher taught in class, imitating the teacher’s voice flawlessly, like a little prodigy.

Before the meal, she’d already amused Ye Zhanxing with laughter, holding her and spinning her around.

The grandfather and granddaughter enjoyed their time immensely, while Ye Mingmei watched from the side, her brow furrowing deeper.

Meimei’s ability to express herself is so good, she’s so clever and adorable, how could it be that other kids don’t want to play with her?