"Letās go back, Living Yama will definitely be happy to see you."
"I need to meet my grandfather first."
"Shen Family?" Qin Yueās expression turned grave, but he said nothing, simply letting her into the car.
Anāan turned to greet the people who had been protecting her all along, set up a way to keep in touch, and then got into Qin Yueās car and left. Throughout the journey, Qin Yue was very displeased with the sudden appearance of people, exuding a strong sense of vigilance.
Like a Tibetan mastiff with its hackles raised.
"Who was that person just now?"
"Heās the bodyguard assigned to me."
"Isnāt that a bit over the top? With me protecting you, who would dare to try anything?" Qin Yue curled his lips, noticing that the sense of estrangement between them was gradually fading, which put him in a better mood.
Anāan glanced at him, estimating that he probably didnāt know about her selection into the Academy of Sciences yet. As the youngest and the most junior weapons research expert, her importance even surpassed some academicians.
However, this also brought her many troubles. Anāan leaned back in the seat, lost in thought. If she had known it would be like this, she wouldnāt even consider going to the Northwest, let alone school.
Her sister was in M Country, she had to go immediately. But the country wouldnāt agree, if she wanted to go, she could only ask her grandfather.
This was also the reason why when her grandfatherās assistant called her, she agreed to meet him first.
When the car reached the small town, it was just around dinner time. The assistant had been waiting at the door, and as soon as the car stopped, he hurriedly came up to open the car door and gestured for her to enter.
"The leader has been waiting for you." At this meeting, his attitude towards Anāan was completely different, and Anāan also seemed different to him.
Not the naive and kind-hearted from the beginning, nor the icy cold later on.
"Thank you!" Anāan nodded, turned to Qin Yue and said, "Wait for me a moment, Iāll be out soon."
"Alright!" Qin Yue watched her go inside, then got out of the car and started to smoke.
In the courtyard, the old leaderās favorite lounge chair was already empty, and the assistant led her to the room where the old leader was having dinner. A cake made of sorghum flour, a bowl of yam porridge served with pickles.
In high position, yet his eating habits were still much the same as before.
"Grandfather." Anāan called as she approached the dining table.
"Well! Willing to call me grandfather now?" The old leader put down the cake in his hand, smiling teasingly.
"Iāll let Aunt come back to see you." Anāan frowned at the sight of her grandfather, a bad premonition in her heart.
"No need, it wonāt help. Although she forgave me over the years, the estrangement has already formed."
"Not really." Anāan wasnāt very good at comforting, so she could only say in a narrated tone, "Aunt misses you a lot, sheās been feeling guilty all these years too."
"Alright, as long as she feels guilty, itās fine." The old leader waved the assistant away, changing the topic, "Letās not talk about this. I have something I need you to handle."
"I wonāt help you with anything." Anāan refused flatly, "Things you ask for are too scary." When her grandfather made a move, it was always earth-shattering.
"Iāll make a deal with you." The old leader didnāt get angry; instead, he laughed. "You want to go to M Country, right? But the country doesnāt allow it?"
Anāanās eyes lit up, a delighted smile spread across her face, pure and innocent, still the original Sheng An.