Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

"Dad, that's your granddaughter. Why are you so cruel? When you looked at me for so many years, didn't you feel guilty?"

"Dad, after all these years...are you at ease?"

Mr. Guan, Guan Rusheng, sat on the chair with a cold expression. He did not respond to her words. He only said,

"Is this the way you treat your biological father who gave birth to you and raised you?"

"Then how do you treat your own daughter and your daughter's children?"

"Dad, I call you Dad, I know I am the one you dislike the most in the family, and I am also the most ignored at home..."

Guan Weiqian interrupted.

"Fourth sister!"

"I know all this, but why are you so cruel to me? She is my daughter, the daughter I gave birth to with all my efforts, and she is your granddaughter..."

These sentences were repeated over and over again. Guan Hong just wanted to know the answer. As long as there was one answer, one explanation, she would give up.

But Guan Confucian scholars only care about rules.

"I'm your father, are you trying to force me?"

It simply didn't make sense. At this moment, Guan Hong realized deeply that she had never really understood her father.

She felt that her father was so strange. She thought her father was just old-fashioned and emphasized matching the family backgrounds. That was why he did not let her be with the penniless Wen Song, but married her to the eldest son of the Zhang family who was ugly but relatively well-off.

But now, she couldn't help but wonder, is this the father she has always respected? He is worse than a stranger.

After talking for so long, he didn't give any positive response, but just kept harping on her attitude.

To him, a so-called attitude is not as important as his daughter's biological child.

Guan Hong's heart completely fell to the bottom, she was chilled, and suddenly she seemed to be stripped of an emotion. She looked at the man in front of her, and her eyes no longer had the expectation for her father. Without asking for anything, she had nothing to fear, and the only thing left was rational doubts.

Guan Weiqian heard this and thought it was saying that the fourth sister's daughter who died in infancy was still alive? And it was related to his father?

He knew his father's temperament. As long as you challenged his authority, nothing else mattered. He would just keep a close eye on your attitude and would not give you any response.

There would be no result if the stalemate continued, so he turned to his fourth sister who was more reasonable and said,

"Ah Hong, you should go back first. You know Dad's character. He won't say anything at this time."

Guan's mother also came over and tried to persuade her earnestly.

"That's right, Ah Hong, it's almost Chinese New Year, the day for everyone to reunite, why are you doing this now, Chinese New Year..."

After hearing this, Guan Weiqian thought, this is bad, my mother is just fanning the flames.

As expected, Guan Hong interrupted her mother and said,

"New Year, reunion, what about me and my daughter? Are we reunited? Mom, did you know about it back then? Mom..."

"Enough!" Guan Rusheng raised the wooden cane in his hand and slammed it hard on the desk, causing his own hand to hurt.

"Have you had enough of the trouble? Your mother doesn't know, and I haven't thrown your child away. Are you satisfied?"

"Get out of here, this is my house, I don't want to see you."

Guan Weiqian winked at Zhuang Yuanqing, and the two of them half-dragged Guan Hong out of the study and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He frowned and persuaded,

"Ah Hong, I believe that Dad would not abandon his child. There may be some misunderstanding. I will ask for you."

He patted his sister's shoulder again.

"We are all family, don't make it so ugly."

"Ugly?"

"Brother, my biological child was separated from me for more than 20 years because of our father. I thought she was dead for more than 20 years. You also know how sad I was at the time. You saw with your own eyes how I got through it."

"Brother, you also have children. If this happened to you, how would you feel?"

Guan Weiqian didn't dare to think about it, so he couldn't say anything to excuse his father.

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Guan Hong and Zhuang Yuanqing left, and Guan Weiqian walked into the study. His mother sat sadly on the small sofa wiping her tears. It was only when she saw her eldest son that she felt she had found support.

Guan Weiqian comforted his mother a little, then walked up to his father and called out,

"dad."

Guan Rusheng closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. Then he opened the leftmost drawer under the desk.

He flipped through it and found a small, somewhat old and yellowed book with three words written on the cover: "Phone Book".

He pointed to a phone number in the notebook and said to his eldest son,

"Hit this."

Guan Weiqian took it and took a look. It was a landline phone with the name Wu Hui written next to it.

"Aunt Hui?" The person who had worked as a nanny in his house for more than ten years?

Guan Weiqian recalled that Aunt Hui also resigned after his parents brought his fourth sister back.

Guan Rusheng nodded. Guan Weiqian was confused, but he still took out his cell phone and called.

"Dad, this phone number no longer exists."

At this time, Guan Rusheng's eyes changed significantly. He was silent for a while and said,

"Go check it out."

Guan Rusheng took out a piece of paper and wrote down the names of Wu Hui, her husband, and her son to Guan Weiqian.

"Go check it out, contact her, and tell her I have something to talk to her about."

"Dad, what's going on?"

Guan Rusheng looked at his eldest son who was already sixty years old. Even if he dyed his hair black, he could not hide the newly grown white roots on his temples.

Even his son has white hair now. Guan Rusheng sighed in his heart and took two deep breaths. His back, which had been straight all along, bent slightly. He leaned back on the armchair and spoke slowly.

"Back then, I gave Wu Hui some money and asked her to take Ah Hong's child away to raise him."

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Mr. Guan, also known as Guan Rusheng, was born into a family of scholars. He was educated on self-discipline and restoration of propriety since childhood. He learned knowledge from a strict private school teacher. His head was always moving along with the books, and thus he became the most common and typical literati of that era.

His adherence to ancient ideas is his legs, and his family's reputation is his backbone and face. He thought he was sticking to his heart and grasping the most supreme truth and conventions.

The times are moving forward, and he seems to be forgotten by the torrent of the times, or he himself actively refuses to step onto the boat on the torrent of the times. He stands with both feet in the pedantic river, coexisting with the dregs of dogma that are rotting in the river, and he feels at ease instead of realizing it.

Guan Hong was his fourth child, not his first daughter, nor his last child, so he neglected and was the least tolerant towards her.

He thought he had arranged the best husband for her—Zhang's eldest son. Although he was a little ugly, he understood his ideas and respected him as his father-in-law.

Guan Rusheng felt that he had fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to his fourth child, who had not been very outstanding since childhood.

If his family wasn't well-off and if he wasn't thoughtful, in that era, such a daughter would have most likely been given away at birth. Such things were common around him and he thought they were nothing new.

Girls, eat at home and spend at home, grow up and leave home to serve others, what's the point of raising them? He has always thought so, and the people around him also think so, so he feels that everything he does is justified.

So when dealing with the issue of his daughter's child, he felt that he had made the best choice - giving Wu Hui some money and letting her raise the child, which could be considered as compensation from him as a grandfather.

For so many years, he never thought about seeing that child, but when he heard Ah Hong say that the child did not grow up with Wu Hui, but with someone else, something must have happened in between that he didn't know about.

Did Wu Hui give the child to Cheng Wensong's friend? Or did Cheng Wensong's friend snatch the child away to raise?