Ye Ranran knew that what truly mattered to her grandfather wasn't the mental illness accusations she had been framed with, but rather her premarital pregnancy five years ago.
Now that she stood before her grandfather with her children, would he think her shameless?
The Su family's patriarch had been joking with Ye Xingchen, but when he saw Ye Ranran approaching, he couldn't bring himself to greet her, his expression suddenly darkening.
Seeing the standoff between the two, Mo Yutong's eyes twinkled as she ran over and scooped up the cutest little Princess, presenting her to the old man.
"Grandpa, look, isn't she super cute? Isn't she even prettier than Ranran?" Mo Yutong said with a beaming smile.
The little girl's delicate features suddenly invaded the old man's field of vision, leaving him somewhat stunned.
A few seconds later, the old man harrumphed and in a way that belied his true feelings, said, "Fairly cute."