After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

Upon seeing them, He Anyao's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and the worry on her face vanished, replaced by joy and eagerness.

She could no longer contain herself and hurried forward, her gaze falling upon the tiny, exquisitely beautiful child in Liu Qingwan's arms.

Seeing that he was unharmed and looking around with his big, round eyes, my heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down, and even my breathing became easier.

She quickly reached out and carefully took Xie Xingran from Liu Qingwan's arms. The little guy was light and soft, his body pressed against her embrace.

He Anyao looked down at him, raised her hand, and gently patted his little bottom.

"You naughty little rascal, you've really worried your grandma!"

There was a subtle hint of reproach in her tone, but the doting and worry in her eyes far outweighed any reproach.

"Where did you run off to? Grandma and Mom were looking for you everywhere. Do you know how worried we were?"

Hearing Xie Xingran being held in He Anyao's arms, Xie Xingran was completely unaware of his grandmother's scolding. He tilted his head slightly, his big, dark eyes looking at He Anyao. He pursed his lips, his voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of grievance and a strong sense of hunger, and softly called out, "Grandma..."

After calling out, she stretched out her chubby little hands and hugged He Anyao's neck tightly, burying her face in the crook of her neck and whispering, "Ranran is hungry... Ranran wants to eat sweet pastries, and wants to eat Grandma's lotus seed soup..."

"I'm hungry, my sweet baby is hungry, let's eat quickly!"

Upon hearing that her grandson was hungry, He Anyao's initial reproach vanished instantly, replaced by heartache. She quickly bent down to soothe the little one in her arms.

Then he turned to Bai Zhi beside him and said, "Bai Zhi, hurry up and go to the kitchen to give the order to prepare a table of the most exquisite dishes. Also, make a lotus seed soup and osmanthus cake that Ranran likes. Be quick, don't let Ranran go hungry."

"Yes, I'll go right away!" Bai Zhi quickly replied, turned around and left in a hurry, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

He Anyao hugged Xie Xingran, gently rocking him, her eyes full of doting affection. She lowered her head and kissed his forehead, then looked up, her gaze falling on Liu Qingwan and Liu Xuan. Her tone held a hint of doubt and concern as she slowly asked:

"Where did you find Ranran? Why did Ranran's sacred flame go out of control?"

As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously swept around behind the two of them, trying to find Xie Jinghan.

When Liu Qingwan and the others set off earlier, Xie Jinghan also went with them. Why is it that now that they have returned, only Liu Qingwan and Liu Xuan are there?

"By the way, where's Jinghan? Wasn't he with you all looking for Ranran? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Liu Qingwan was trying to remain calm, her face showing a hint of fatigue, but she still maintained a facade of strength, not wanting to worry her mother.

But when she heard He Anyao ask about Xie Jinghan, her long-maintained strong facade crumbled instantly.

Her body stiffened slightly, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up unexpectedly, blurring her vision. The weariness on her face was replaced by deep heartache, and her voice, choked with undisguised sobs and grievance, softly addressed He Anyao:

"Mother... Jinghan doesn't like Ranran... He never even considered accepting Ranran..."

Upon hearing He Anyao's question, Liu Xuan's expression instantly darkened, a hint of helplessness and regret flashing in his eyes. He sighed softly, stepped forward, and gestured for Liu Qingwan to rest for a while before slowly recounting the whole story, word by word.

He Anyao held Xie Xingran in her arms, her face growing darker and darker as she listened, her aura gradually turning cold. Her once gentle and doting eyes were instantly filled with anger.

As soon as Liu Xuan finished speaking, she could no longer suppress her anger. She slammed her hand on the stone table beside her with such force that it made a dull thud, and the teacups on the table shook slightly.

"This is outrageous!" He Anyao shouted angrily, her voice filled with indignation and heartache. "What kind of father is this? Ranran is so young, so innocent and ignorant, and he is his own flesh and blood. How can he be so cold and distant?"

"They even bullied their own child for the sake of an outsider!?"

She turned her head and saw that Liu Qingwan's eyes were red and swollen, tears were slowly sliding down her pale cheeks, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and she looked aggrieved and helpless, which made He Anyao's heart tighten.

She quickly stepped forward, reached out her other hand, and gently put her arm around Liu Qingwan's shoulder, her tone softening instantly, filled with tender comfort:

"It's okay, Wanwan, don't cry. If he doesn't like Ranran, so what? It's not a big deal. It's enough that we like Ranran. Your mother likes her, your father likes her, and we all like her."

He Anyao paused, her tone growing increasingly firm, her eyes filled with protectiveness, "He doesn't want Ranran, but we do! From this day forward, Ranran is the heir of our Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land, our precious child, and has absolutely nothing to do with their Thousand Machine Pavilion anymore!"

After speaking, she slowly turned her head and looked at Xie Xingran, who was holding a small piece of osmanthus cake in her arms and eating it with relish. The affection in her eyes was almost overflowing.

She raised her hand and gently stroked Xie Xingran's round, soft little head:

"Our Ranran is so well-behaved, so cute, and so sensible. Xie Jinghan is blind to her, and it's a loss for Qianji Pavilion. He'll regret it someday!"

Xie Xingran, who was eating with her head down, heard her grandmother mention her and quickly raised her little head. There were still some crumbs of cake on the corners of her mouth, making her look like a little dumpling covered in icing sugar.

He blinked his big, dark eyes, nodded as if he understood, stretched out his chubby little hand, patted his little chest hard, and echoed in a childish voice:

"Yes! Ranran is the best little darling! If Daddy Xie doesn't want Ranran, Ranran doesn't want him either!"

After saying that, he tilted his little face up slightly and rubbed against He Anyao's warm hand, his little face full of dependence. Then he lowered his head again and continued to hold the osmanthus cake and eat it in small bites.

The words just now seemed like casual remarks from the heart, yet they warmed Liu Qingwan's heart and reduced her tears.

Standing to the side, Liu Xuan looked at his daughter's reddened eyes, his face full of worry. He sighed softly and asked with concern:

"Qingwan, things have come to this, don't be too sad. But I want to ask you, what are your plans next?"

Liu Xuan sighed inwardly. He had always witnessed the relationship between his daughter and Xie Jinghan. The two had been very loving and affectionate in the past, and he had once thought that they would stay together forever.

But now that things have escalated to this point, if this stalemate continues, it will likely only result in mutual destruction. It will hurt the daughter, ruin Xie Jinghan's life, and cause young Ranran a heavy blow.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingwan slowly raised her head, gently wiping away the remaining tears on her face. The grievance and vulnerability in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination.

Her gaze slowly descended, landing on Xie Xingran, who was happily eating in her arms. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and resolve, and she spoke calmly yet with unwavering determination:

"Dad, I don't want anything right now. I just want to stay with Ranran and watch him grow up safely and happily. As for what happened between Xie Jinghan and me, we can talk about that later."

She paused, a hint of bitterness flashing in her eyes, but she still said firmly, "If Xie Jinghan never changes his attitude towards Ranran, he will never be able to truly accept Ranran, and he will never be able to be a good father."

"Then I will never forgive him, nor will I ever accept him again. My son and I can live a good life together."

"Good, well done!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xuan nodded quickly, a look of relief on his face. He gently patted Liu Qingwan's shoulder, his tone full of support and concern.

"Wanwan, whatever decision you make, your father will support you, and your mother will always be with you and support you."

He Anyao quickly nodded in agreement, gently patting Liu Qingwan's hair, her tone tender: "Yes, Wanwan, Father is right. No matter what you do, Mother will support you, and we will always be with you and Ranran."

Before long, Bai Zhi led her kitchen apprentices over with a table full of exquisite dishes. The family sat around the table, and the atmosphere gradually eased.

After dinner, Liu Qingwan felt much better, and her face gradually regained some color.

She gently took Xie Xingran, who was already full and a little sleepy, from He Anyao's arms, kissed his forehead, and whispered, "Ranran, let's go back to your room and rest. I'll sleep with you, okay?"

Xie Xingran nodded groggily, stretched out her chubby little hands, hugged Liu Qingwan's neck tightly, buried her face in the crook of her neck, and whispered, "Mother... stay with Ranran..."

Liu Qingwan responded gently, hugged him, and slowly walked towards the room.