Sheng Zexi wondered, after all these years, could that old man still not see through Fang Wanrong’s facade?
He also wondered — could it be that the old man truly loved Fang Wanrong?
That, Sheng Zexi truly wasn’t sure about.
However, Sheng Zexi wanted to find out.
He wanted to know how the old man would react once he saw Fang Wanrong’s true colors.
Would he choose to continue protecting her, or would he deal with her?
To be honest, although he had long since lost all hope in Sheng Xinhao as a father over the years…
Sheng Zexi had to admit, deep down, he still held onto a shred of hope for his father.
He wanted to give the old man one last chance.
If, after learning the truth about Fang Wanrong, the old man chose to deal with her, then perhaps there was still hope for him.
But if, even after learning the truth, he chose to trust and protect Fang Wanrong, then Sheng Zexi would finally let go of any remaining expectations for his father.
So, the next morning, before heading to training, Sheng Zexi went to the communications room and called the Sheng family’s old residence.
Sheng Zexi figured that if Fang Wanrong or someone else answered, he’d just hang up without saying much.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the call connected, the old man’s voice came through.
“It’s me, Sheng Zexi,” Sheng Zexi cleared his throat and said.
At the Sheng family’s old residence in Beijing, although Sheng Xinhao had recently been suspended from duty, he still had the habit of waking up early.
That morning, he hadn’t even had breakfast yet.
He was planning to go to the Sang family and take Xingxing and Yueyue out to eat.
But unexpectedly, the phone rang.
When he answered, a voice that he hadn’t heard in a long time came through.
It had been so long, because Sheng Xinhao hadn’t received a call from his eldest son in ages.
Even though it had been years, the moment he heard the voice — even without any introduction — Sheng Xinhao instantly recognized it.
It was none other than that rascal of a firstborn.
“After all these years, you finally remember to call home!”
“I thought you might not even bother calling when I die!”
Perhaps it was because their last meeting had ended in tension and hostility.
That’s how it had always been between them these years — full of confrontation. So Sheng Xinhao said those words without thinking.
But the moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.
Given his eldest son’s temper, he’d probably hang up right away.
Sheng Xinhao regretted it a little. He had been hoping for a call from his son. When he recognized that it was indeed him, he had actually felt happy.
But now…
“So should I hang up now?” — sure enough, the person on the other end said after a brief two-second silence.
Sheng Xinhao: …
Sheng Xinhao was furious.
This rascal — does he really not want to talk to his own father?!
Anyone who didn’t know better would think they were mortal enemies!
Sheng Xinhao wanted to apologize, to admit he’d said the wrong thing — but his pride wouldn’t let him.
In the end, he could only stay silent and silently pray that Sheng Zexi wouldn’t hang up in anger.
Sheng Zexi had indeed wanted to hang up, but remembering the purpose of today’s call, he forced himself to stay calm.
“I’m calling today because it’s about Xingxing and Yueyue. There’s something I need to say.”
Hearing it was about his grandson and granddaughter, Sheng Xinhao’s heart immediately tightened.
Something about Xingxing and Yueyue?
Could it be… he was going to ask him to stop interacting with Xingxing and Yueyue?
No way!
However, in the next second, what Sheng Zexi said made Sheng Xinhao frown.
“I received word that Fang Wanrong is trying to harm Xingxing and Yueyue.”
“Wanrong wants to harm Xingxing and Yueyue?!” Sheng Xinhao nearly lost his voice in shock.
He wanted to say, Impossible!
But he also knew that his eldest son would never speak without reason.
“Yes. I called to ask for your opinion. Are you planning to step in and protect Xingxing and Yueyue?”
“If not, then I’ll do it myself.”
Sheng Xinhao’s expression turned serious. “I’m their grandfather. They’re in Beijing now — of course I’ll be the one to protect them!”
“Alright. Then I’ll leave it to you.”
“Hope you handle it well.”
After saying that, Sheng Zexi didn’t waste another word and directly hung up the phone.
However, after hanging up, Sheng Zexi didn’t leave right away. Instead, he made another call — this time to the Sang family.
What a joke. After Fang Wanrong married into the family, the old man had blindly trusted her countless times. How could Sheng Zexi possibly feel at ease leaving Xingxing and Yueyue in that muddled old man’s hands?
What if the old man didn’t take it seriously?
What if he still chose to side with Fang Wanrong?
If something happened to Xingxing and Yueyue, who would he even go to for justice?
Only after getting a response from Grandpa Sang on the other end of the line did Sheng Zexi finally feel relieved.
But…
Last night, he had seen Ningning in a dream — she had come to him in a dream to warn him about Xingxing and Yueyue.
He just didn’t know if he’d be able to see Ningning again in his dreams tonight.
In fact, that night, Sheng Zexi really did dream of Gu Jianing again. He told her that he had already arranged protection for Xingxing and Yueyue.
Sheng Zexi thought it was just a case of “daytime thoughts leading to nighttime dreams.” But in truth, it was the “Couple’s Dream Message” skill working its magic again.
This skill worked both ways.
As long as Sheng Zexi wished it, he could also initiate the dream connection with Gu Jianing.
And after receiving confirmation from Sheng Zexi in the dream, Gu Jianing was finally able to set her worries aside.
Of course, that’s a story for later.
At this moment, back at the Sheng family’s old residence, Sheng Xinhao looked at the phone that had just been hung up and fell silent.
No one knew what he was thinking.
“Old Sheng, what are you doing there? Were you calling someone?” A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Sheng Xinhao turned around and saw Fang Wanrong walking down the stairs, step by step.
He shook his head. “It’s nothing. I have something to do, I’m heading out.”
He gave Fang Wanrong a long, meaningful look, then turned and left.
As Fang Wanrong watched Sheng Xinhao’s back disappear, the smile on her face slowly faded, darkening little by little.
She knew — Sheng Xinhao was probably going to see those two little brats again.
“Looks like I really do need to hurry up and find a way to get rid of those two brats,” Fang Wanrong muttered.
Just then, the phone rang.
Fang Wanrong stepped forward to answer it. A familiar voice came through — that of a close friend.
“Wanrong, weren’t you looking for a doctor who can help with pregnancy? I found one for you!”
“Really?” At those words, Fang Wanrong instantly perked up, her heart racing with excitement.
“Which doctor? Are they reliable?” she asked urgently.
“Reliable. Absolutely reliable.”
“This doctor has helped a lot of people who struggled with infertility to have children. Everyone calls her the ‘Child-Giving Guanyin.’ And she just so happens to be in Beijing right now!”
Child-Giving Guanyin!
Fang Wanrong’s heart filled with joy. This doctor had to be legit!
“Where in Beijing is she? What’s her name?”
“You know how the college entrance exams are back? I heard she was invited to Beijing to help write the exam papers.”
“I don’t know her exact name, but I heard her surname is Gu. She’s a young and very promising female doctor.”
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