Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Housekeeper Ji’s eyes were somewhat moist, having known since childhood that the young miss was sensible, the master had not doted on the wrong person over the years.

After the lady had passed away, Heaven sending the young miss to the master’s side was already a great fortune.

Ji Xian looked at her with a kind and gentle gaze, saying excitedly, "Good child."

He turned his head to the side, using the pad of his finger to wipe his eyes, his hand trembling with excitement.

He composed himself and turned his head back, his gaze serious and meticulous, his fingers tensely clenched as he slowly said, "If I were to say that I am indeed your biological grandfather, would you believe it?"

Yun Yue narrowed her black eyes slightly, her indifferent expression slightly contracted, her pair of black eyes penetrating and deep, a rare nervousness in her heart, "Any evidence?"

Ji Xian looked at her, slowly pulling out an old photograph from his pocket, placing it in front of Yun Yue, "This photograph is the best evidence."

A paternity test wasn’t even needed; the photograph alone could confirm that she must be Wen Jun’s daughter.

His hand moved away, and Yun Yue clearly saw the person in the photograph, her pupils constricting.

The photograph was black and white, and somewhat faded, but the person in the picture had a facial resemblance to her of about seventy to eighty percent.

Especially the eyes and eyebrows were strikingly similar, the only difference being the person in the photograph had gentle and amiable eyes and eyebrows, while hers were unrestrained and wild.

Her heart skipped a beat, her gaze dark and intense, her lips tightly pursed.

When she was little, there was not a single photograph of her mother at home; she had heard from her grandmother that her mother never took photos, yet her grandmother said she looked very much like her mother, as if carved from the same mold.

"Do you believe me now?" Ji Xian had been observing her expression all along, honestly, he couldn’t guess what she was thinking, and he was even nervous and afraid that she would not recognize him as her grandfather again.

Yun Yue was slightly dazed, but after regaining her composure, her expression turned three parts cold and seven parts carelessly roguish; she scoffed, "Why don’t you do a paternity test, just to avoid recognizing the wrong relative?"

Ji Xian’s eyes widened, his temper flared, he took on a stubborn child’s demeanor, "Even if it’s wrong, I’ve acknowledged it, anyway, you are definitely the granddaughter I acknowledge." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

He paused, then added, "You were in the past, and you are now."

Yun Yue crossed her legs, glanced at him, stood up, and walked toward the door, her hand on the doorknob, the other tucked in her pocket, head slightly bowed, lips curled, "And in the future, too."

After she spoke, she pulled open the door and walked out.

Ji Xian burst into laughter upon hearing her words, delighted like a child, excitedly telling Housekeeper Ji, "Housekeeper, did you hear that? She said I’ll also be her grandfather in the future. She has accepted my identity, hasn’t she?"

Housekeeper Ji was also teary, nodding with a mixture of crying and laughing, "Master, that’s what the young miss means."

Ji Xian was unable to calm his emotions for a long time, coughing violently. Housekeeper Ji hastily pulled out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, poured out a pill, and Ji Xian swallowed it, slowly recovering.

"Master, your health..." Housekeeper Ji worried, thankful for the medicine provided by the young miss, otherwise it wouldn’t have been so easy to recover.

Ji Xian took a deep breath and shook his head, "It’s nothing, just an old problem."

He wouldn’t get into the coffin until he had finished handling his affairs.

After Yun Yue left the private room, she went straight to Tianqi Group’s office building.

Tianqi Group, located in the city center, glistened under the sunlight reflecting off the staggering high-rises, so bright that it hurt one’s eyes. Yun Yue pulled down her hat brim to block the dazzling light and walked slowly into the building.

Tianqi Group was established ten years ago and had developed rapidly. In the past two years, it had consistently ranked first among the top 100 enterprises, involving various industries.

Most importantly, Tianqi Group had "summer" as a developer, whose website provided many development software and techniques, coupled with Tianqi Group’s high salaries and benefits, attracting a large pool of talent.

Security seemed to recognize her, allowing smooth access all the way.

...

Under the spacious and bright lobby of the company, Xiao Yisha was also at Tianqi Group today. She held a document in her hand and had waited for a while, but the secretary who went to announce her had not returned for a long time.

She frequently looked at her watch, her brows furrowed tightly with impatience, clearly displeased.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a slender figure enter through the main door. The familiar duckbill cap and a flashy women’s suit—it was Yun Yue.

How did she get into Tianqi Group?

She was thinking about following to see what was happening when Yun Yue directly entered the VIP corridor, which was the direct elevator to the president’s office.

She found it hard to believe and pressed the button for the elevator as soon as it came down again.

The receptionist saw her approaching this way and hurriedly stopped her, politely saying, "Miss, this is our president’s private elevator. You can’t use it. Secretary Qiao has already gone to inform the president. Please wait in the reception area for a moment."

Fortunately, she had followed. Otherwise, she would have lost this month’s salary.

Xiao Yisha stood still, clearly not buying it, and pointed at the elevator, dissatisfied, "If it’s the president’s private corridor, why was she allowed to use it?"

The receptionist smiled and said, "Miss Yun is a VIP guest of the president’s, permitted by him."

Apart from Miss Yun, Miss Yingtong is also a VIP guest of the president, and everyone in the entire company dares not neglect them.

Xiao Yisha frowned. Yun Yue is a VIP guest of Lou Ting?

She’s actually allowed to use the president’s private elevator. Why is she so close to Lou Ting?

She glanced at the unblinking receptionist and walked toward the reception area, somewhat irritated.

Half an hour later, Secretary Qiao finally came down.

Secretary Qiao adjusted his glasses and politely spoke, "Sorry for keeping you waiting, Miss Xiao. The president just finished a meeting and is currently hosting a distinguished guest. You can give me the document in your hand. I will pass it on to the president later, and he will personally respond to you tomorrow."

Xiao Yisha’s expression briefly cracked, but she endured it, "No, it’s alright."

She held the document in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed it to him, "Make sure Mr. Lou personally reviews it. I believe he will definitely be interested."

Secretary Qiao took it, "He will."

Xiao Yisha took a deep breath. She had been waiting here for two hours and still hadn’t seen anyone.

If it weren’t for the fact that she was here to discuss cooperation, she would have stormed up already.

Yun Yue hadn’t come down yet, so was she the distinguished guest mentioned by Secretary Qiao?

She took another deep breath and left, clicking her heels.

Watching Xiao Yisha leave, Secretary Qiao ran out to buy a cup of milk tea before going upstairs.

Presidential office.

Qiao Nan walked in, respectfully handed the milk tea to Yun Yue, "Miss Yun, your milk tea."

"Thank you," Yun Yue took it smoothly, inserting the straw and sipping.

Qiao Nan then handed the document to Lou Ting, "President, this is Xiao Yisha’s proposal. She requested you to personally review it."

Lou Ting took it, glanced over it briefly, and scoffed, "Interesting, she actually wants me to invest in medical treatment for vegetative and cerebral palsy patients. Can these really be treated?"

He looked towards the girl sitting casually on the sofa.