After all the servants had left, Ansel stepped forward.
He glanced at the wedding dress Jian Yufei was wearing and frowned, "Mommy, he's here."
Jian Yufei did not understand whom he was talking about, "Who is here?"
"He!"
"Who is he?" Just as she finished asking, her heart started pounding, "Are you talking about... that man who claims to be your father?"
Ansel nodded, his small face serious, "Yes, he's here!"
Jian Yufei grew even more nervous, "Where is he? What is he doing here?"
"I just saw him arriving here with some people; he's probably meeting Grandpa Zeng by now. Mommy, let's go check it out!"
Ansel grabbed her hand and ran outside.
"Wait, I haven't changed yet!"
"There's no time!" Ansel pulled her forcefully, seeming even more eager than she was.
Jian Yufei had no choice but to hold the hem of her dress with one hand and quickly follow behind him.
Ansel had also thoughtfully prepared a sightseeing car so they wouldn't have to walk.
