She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Only after all this was done did the little girl go to bed obediently.

And Yan Zhan?

He looked at the watermarks on his pants left by her and shook his head helplessly.

The little girl is not really that delicate.

She might have drank some wine with the old man in the evening and was a little drunk.

It’s just that he wasn’t obviously drunk, he just looked very sleepy.

Now he has laid down in the soft bed, looking very well behaved.

Yan Zhan cleaned up the mess for her, then walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed the little girl on the forehead.

"Good night, little princess."

His voice was deep and sexy, inexplicably alluring.

Unfortunately, the little girl he wanted to seduce was completely unaware and was sleeping soundly.

The next day, Manshu woke up very early. As usual, he did morning exercises and took a shower before going downstairs to have breakfast.

Breakfast was prepared by the housekeeper. After the meal, the old man took Manshu to visit the graves of the family ancestors, Manshu’s grandmother, and his parents.

This journey is destined to be painful.

It was fine to visit the ancestors' graves, but when visiting Grandma Manshu's grave, Yan Zhentian squatted in front of his wife's grave and muttered to himself.

"Madam, do you think I am stupid? I was fooled by a woman. And Yan Siyu, this girl is heartless. I think I have treated her well in the past ten years..."

It's not a sunny day today, it's even drizzling.

Plus it had snowed before and it was very cold outside.

Manshu looked at the old man with some concern.

If he continues to stay like this, he might catch a cold.

"Ms. Manshu, let me take you to your parents first."

The housekeeper was not surprised, as the old man would talk to his wife here every year.

Unfortunately, the lady could no longer respond to him.

He had seen how good the relationship between the master and the mistress was, so it was normal for the old man to be in a low mood on this day.

Manshu nodded.

Then he glanced at Yan Zhan who was carefully burning incense for his grandmother.

"Why don't you take me there, Uncle San, and you stay here to look after Grandpa."

Manshu was still a little worried about leaving the old man here alone.

The butler subconsciously looked at Yan Zhan, asking for his opinion.

If we were to ask who in the Yan family Yan Zhan has the most affection for, it would definitely be the old lady.

In previous years, Yan Zhan was the one who stood by and accompanied the old man.

Only after he stops muttering will they take him down the mountain.

Yan Zhan nodded.

He took Mansu to the graves of Yan Tingxuan and Yan Ruyu.

The graves of the two are not far from here.

This is a small cemetery that was bought by the Yan family.

It is separated from other cemeteries and is not disturbed by anyone.

Yan Tingxuan and Yan Ruyu were buried together as husband and wife.

In fact, what could possibly be in this tomb?

When the body parts and a few rags were put into the coffin, the old couple of the Yan family were heartbroken.

It was the first time that Manshu came to visit the couple’s grave.

She solemnly cleaned the non-existent dust under the tombstones for the two men, lit incense, and bowed to them respectfully.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

She had never seen Yan Ruyu and Yan Tingxuan, but she knew that they both died tragically.

But they sacrificed their lives for geological surveys, which can be regarded as their dedication to the country's geological cause, and they died heroically.

"Grandpa and grandma are in good health. I will take good care of them in the future."

"And Yan Rulan, who swapped the children, has now been brought to justice."

"If my parents are still alive, please help me find the murderer who ordered Yan Rulan to swap the children, and the people who are secretly targeting the Yan family."

Manshu didn't know why he was just like the old man, mumbling endlessly.