IPVS Chapter 42.1

That night, both Old Mr. Gu and Cen Yanjun were in a restless mood.

Because just now, they learned that Mo Sui had given birth to a daughter.

That was to say, they had a granddaughter.

What did that child look like?

If the granddaughter grew up, would she pester them to play games like An An?

Cen Yanjun had guessed that since her son had gone so far to find Mo Sui, it must not be for a trivial matter, but she never dreamed that it was for this reason.

Old Mr. Gu frowned: “I told you, the two of them are just fooling around. This is a marriage, not a game of children playing house. This Mo Sui didn’t even tell Yicheng that she was pregnant. It’s too outrageous.”

Cen Yanjun was also in a heavy mood and advised: “Think about it from her perspective. They had already broken up at that time. It was not her style to get back together for the child after breaking up, and in her opinion, this was not Yi cheng’s style either.”

“It was not easy for an actress to give birth to a child in secret at the peak of her career and go through so many things. We are grandparents, and they are the parents of the child. No matter how sad we are now, it will be doubled, or even a hundred times worse, for them.”

Old Mr. Gu lowered his head and cleaned up the chessboard as if only by finding something to do could he feel better.

“I’m not blaming the child.” He said, “I just feel angry and heartbroken. The relationship of young people nowadays is really different from ours. In our era, if we were together and there was something unhappy, I would run to your house to make things clear. What about them? Now they have cars, planes, telephones and mobile phones, and the Internet is so developed, but how can they just stop contacting each other?”

Cen Yanjun was also very emotional.

Fortunately, after so many years of twists and turns, they could finally be honest with each other.

However, when she thought of the child who once existed, her heart felt a little sour.

Old Mr. Gu stood up again and walked around the living room with his mobile phone in hand.

What his son meant just now was that he suspected the death of the child that year was not an accident.

If this was true, their Gu family would never forgive the person who did such a cruel thing, and the other party must be punished by law.

Although the child was no longer with them, they, as her parents and grandparents, must get to the bottom of what happened.

Old Mr. Gu lowered his head and dialed the number.

Cen Yanjun looked surprised: “Are you really familiar with the funeral home and the crematorium?”

“I called Director Pan of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The funeral home is affiliated with the local Civil Affairs Bureau!” Old Mr. Gu said unhappily.

***

Early the next morning, Gu Yicheng rushed to the Beicheng City Funeral Home.

The answer given by Director Pan was the same as what the director of the First People’s Hospital said yesterday.

They said that after so many years, they really couldn’t remember whether there was such a child at that time. But the bureau and the hospital were doing things according to the rules, so there should be no mistakes.

The clues were cut off from here.

“Xiao Gu, your father called me last night and mentioned this matter. I understand that it is difficult for you to accept all this, but the dead cannot be resurrected, so please accept my condolences.” Director Pan patted him on the shoulder and said.

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