Imparting Values

It was not as though she had no money to buy nice clothes. Would she really be cheated by nonexistent clothes that that person was talking about?

"Who am I? Haven't you heard Ding Jiayi mention me or seen my picture at Ding Jiayi's? When your mom was around, I didn't discipline her well before she passed away. The only thing I can do for her in this lifetime is to raise you well. Zhou Xing, listen. I'm your grandpa. You have to listen to me. Do you understand?"

Qiao Dongliang did not know whether Zhou Xing truly did not recognize him or whether she was simply pretending not to recognize him. Either way, that did not matter. All that mattered was that he recognized his own granddaughter.

"You're my grandpa?" Hearing Qiao Dongliang's words, Zhou Xing immediately came to her senses and assessed Qiao Dongliang. Yes, if she looked closely, the man in front of her did resemble the man in her grandma's photo album.