Now that Xiaoran had returned, Falcon had the courage to hit a wall again.
When the father and son arrived at the Huo family's courtyard, the guard saw Huo Xiaoran and bowed respectfully to him. "Greetings, Young Master Huo."
"Are Grandpa and Grandma home?"
"Yes." The door slid open outside, and Xiaoran and Falcon entered the courtyard one after another.
Huo Xiaoran suddenly thought of something. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Falcon.
"Dad, shouldn't you let me have my father's surname again?" Although he didn't care what his surname was, his mother had mentioned it more than once when she was alive, hoping that he could acknowledge his ancestors in his lifetime.
Falcon's expression was very sad. "Xiaoran, Dad lost his home. When I came back four years ago, I went to look for your grandparents. But the former residence has been bought for many years and there's no news of your grandparents."
