I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 87: Not Bloodline, but a True Heart

"Old Man Gu." Xiang Minghou inclined his head toward the old man in greeting.

"General Xiang, don’t keep calling me ’Old Man Gu.’ It sounds so formal. If you don’t mind, you can just call me Grandfather." This was his roundabout way of trying to claim kinship.

Xiang Minghou’s brow furrowed slightly.

Zhan Chi shot another fiery glare at Old Man Gu. He knew exactly what the old man was thinking.

"General Xiang, in terms of seniority, it’s perfectly appropriate for you to call me Grandfather. The Gu family has been in business for generations and owns countless enterprises. If you ever need money in the future, I can arrange for any amount you require." Seeing the General’s frown, Old Man Gu grew anxious.

Ye Qianning looked to the heavens, speechless. ’This old man is really willing to spare no expense.’

"The Gu family has many descendants, so you surely don’t lack for children and grandchildren. Why go to such lengths, Old Man Gu? If you have something to say, just say it directly." Although Xiang Minghou wasn’t a smooth talker, he could tell the man had a favor to ask.

Old Man Gu wrung his hands. ’He’s not willing, sigh!’

’The Gu family might have many descendants, but we don’t have a single girl!’

Seeing the man hesitate, Xiang Minghou wondered, ’What on earth could it be that he finds so hard to say?’

"Old Man Gu?"

"COUGH COUGH. Now, General Xiang, you can’t get angry after I say this."

"Mm."

"I want the chubby little girl to be my great-granddaughter."

"Someone, see our guest out!"

"..."

Luo Wen stepped forward. "Old Man Gu, if you please—"

"Didn’t you promise not to get angry, General Xiang? What do you mean, ’see me out’? I’m not finished speaking!" Old Man Gu grew frantic again.

"Are you joking with me, Old Man Gu?"

’She is a daughter of the Xiang family!’

"I’m not joking at all. I genuinely think this girl is adorable."

"Old Man Gu, you had best leave."

’No matter how adorable she is, she’s not yours!’

"Xiang boy, just think about it! You become my grandson, and this girl becomes my great-granddaughter. The benefits would be immense! I guarantee I’ll treat this little one better than my own biological grandsons and great-grandsons." Having failed to get his way, Old Man Gu refused to leave.

"Show him out!" Xiang Minghou’s voice was ice-cold.

Old Man Gu stubbornly refused to budge, leaving Luo Wen no choice but to half-push, half-guide the man out the door.

Ye Qianning turned her head away, unable to look. The old man’s expression was just too pitiful.

The main gates of the Xiang residence swung shut, and it was impossible to say how dejected Old Man Gu looked.

Standing in the courtyard, Zhan Chi watched Old Man Gu get pushed out, and some of his own fiery anger dissipated.

"I recall warning you, Young Master Zhan, not to get any ideas about my daughter. Did my words simply go in one ear and out the other?" Xiang Minghou’s brow furrowed, his voice turning frigid.

The anger Zhan Chi had just suppressed flared up again at these words. "What gives you the right to say she’s your daughter? She could just as easily be mine."

"Zhan Chi, do you have a death wish?" Xiang Minghou’s voice grew even colder.

"I’m stating a fact. We haven’t proven kinship by blood, so you can’t just hoard the little fatty and refuse to let go."

"There’s no need to prove it by blood. I say she is my daughter, and so she is!" ’To hell with proving kinship by blood.’

"Xiang Minghou, you’re just being..."

"I don’t think we need to prove it by blood, either," Ye Qianning’s soft, sweet voice piped up.

Zhan Chi’s furious retort died in his throat. Facing the chubby little girl, his anger instantly evaporated.

"I don’t think blood ties matter. It’s the heart that connects people, not bloodlines. He acknowledges me as his daughter, and I acknowledge him as my father. That’s enough." Ye Qianning had never obsessed over bloodlines.

After all, it was common for even the closest relatives to stab each other in the back. Among the wealthy, parents, siblings, and children alike often cared more about their own interests than about family bonds.

’Xiang Minghou genuinely treated her as his daughter. Even if they weren’t related by blood, she would still accept him as her father!’

Zhan Chi was stunned by her words. ’Not about blood, but about a true connection... a true connection!’