As Old Master Yun spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. He exuded an endless amount of helplessness, sorrow, and pain.
Yun Bixue rushed over to help her grandfather sit on the sofa. Turmoil roared within her heart as she said, "Grandfather, don't be sad."
It was depressing to think about her parents, especially after seeing how upset grandfather was. Her heart writhed in pain, and tears started welling up in her eyes too.
When Xie Limo saw that Yun Bixue was going to cry again, his head started to hurt, and he felt a little helpless. He initially brought her here to make her happy, but who would have expected that it would bring out painful things from the past? He caressed Yun Bixue's head, providing silent comfort before speaking in a calm voice, "Grandfather, you still have Uncle, so how could you say that you only have one son?"
