A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

The car drove through several quiet streets and alleys and stopped in front of the Ye family's old house.

This is Su Fan's first time here.

After getting off the bus, he looked up at the courtyard gate and his steps slowed down a little.

Ye Yun noticed, but didn't urge him. She just smiled and said, "It's just a family meal, there's nothing to be nervous about."

"Well, I'm not nervous, it's just that it's my first time here, and I'm wondering if I should bring anything with me."

Ye Yun smiled and said, "Your presence is more valuable than anything else you brought. Let's go in."

Upon entering, I found the television still on in the living room.

Hearing the commotion at the door, everyone turned to look.

Ye Beichen sat on the sofa, with Ye Sicheng and his wife beside him.

When Ye Yao saw Su Fan enter, she quickly stood up.

The restaurant had already set out bowls and chopsticks, and all the food on the table was served, clearly waiting for Su Fan.

Su Fan stood at the door and suddenly realized that he had never imagined he would walk into the Ye family home on New Year's Eve.

When he first learned about his origins, although he did not deny the blood relation, he never thought of acknowledging the marriage.

More than twenty years is not something that happens overnight. Suddenly, a large family has appeared. It's impossible for him to integrate into the family without any reservations based solely on a paternity test.

However, during this period, the Ye family did not experience the kind of dramatic strife he had feared.

It's obvious to everyone that they want to get close to him.

They gave him cars, yards, and everything else they could give him.

But since he was willing to accept it, the Ye family was happy.

He was unwilling to talk about it further, and the Ye family did not press him for a title.

They didn't use those things to ask him to do anything.

Su Fan knew in his heart that he had accepted the gift not just because it was valuable.

At least from that point on, he had no intention of completely shutting out the Ye family.

There were just some things he wasn't ready to say.

Ye Beichen had already stood up and was looking at him.

Su Fan snapped out of his thoughts, walked up to the old man, and said in a generous manner, "Grandpa, Happy New Year."

Ye Beichen was stunned.

This was the first time he had ever heard someone call him "Grandpa" in all these days.

The old man's eyes immediately reddened, and he quickly stepped forward to grasp Su Fan's hand, holding it tightly: "Oh, Happy New Year, Happy New Year."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Fan carefully again, unable to stop smiling.

Ye Sicheng and his wife also came over.

Su Fan turned to the two of them: "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Happy New Year."

"Great!" Ye Sicheng laughed heartily, patted his shoulder, and said, "Come on, sit down first. We're in a good mood today, let's have a couple of drinks later."

His aunt laughed and stopped him, saying, "Xiao Fan just finished singing, let him have something hot first, but you're already thinking about the wine."

Everyone laughed, and the somewhat cautious atmosphere in the room relaxed considerably.

Ye Yao moved closer to Su Fan and waved her phone: "Your song today is probably going to be a hit for a while. People online are already analyzing the lyrics line by line."

"How's the analysis?" Su Fan asked with a smile.

"There are all sorts of opinions." Ye Yao put away her phone. "Take a good look and do your analysis while you're at it."

Su Fan greeted everyone one by one, and his gaze finally landed on Ye Wangcheng and Zhao Ling.

The two stood beside the restaurant, not approaching.

Ye Wangcheng looked at him, as if he wanted to say something, but then stopped himself from speaking.

Zhao Ling was still wearing the apron she had just brought from the kitchen. When she saw Su Fan looking over, she subconsciously clenched the corner of the apron.

They clearly had no idea how Su Fan would address them next.

If he simply and politely wishes them a Happy New Year, they would both be happy.

Su Fan didn't just realize what happened back then tonight.

He was deliberately switched at birth. For more than 20 years, he grew up outside and missed the home that originally belonged to him.

Ye Wangcheng and Zhao Ling also raised the switched child without knowing it, missing every day of their biological son's life.

He was a victim.

Aren't they the same?

Su Fan would not pretend that the grievances he had suffered did not exist.

But the fault doesn't lie with these two people in front of him. It would be unfair for him to blame them for all his resentment.

He also wondered if Aunt Liu and the orphanage would change in his mind after he accepted this marriage.

He later discovered that this was not a question where he could only choose one side.

Aunt Liu raised him, and the orphanage will always be his home.

He can also reunite with his biological parents.

The former will not be diminished by the appearance of the latter.

As for the Ye family's businesses, or the various responsibilities that others think he should bear, that's another matter.

He recognizes people, not arrangements that require signatures and fingerprints.

Su Fan let out a soft breath, thinking, "Now that I've already stepped through this door tonight, and they've treated me sincerely, there's no need for everyone to keep guessing based on how I address them."

Su Fan looked at Ye Wangcheng and Zhao Ling and smiled, "Dad, Mom, Happy New Year!"

The living room suddenly fell silent.

Before Ye Yao could even wipe the smile off her face, she froze.

Ye Yun's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

Ye Sicheng glanced at Su Fan, then abruptly turned to look at his older brother.

Even Ye Beichen remained silent for a long time.

Zhao Ling's tears fell first.

She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it, but as soon as she wiped it away, her eyes welled up with tears again.

She had been longing for this call for a long time, but when she finally heard it, she forgot how to reply.

Ye Wangcheng stared intently at Su Fan, his eyes slowly reddening.

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Ye Beichen looked at the two of them and urged, "What's wrong? Xiao Fan has already called you, why don't you two say something?"

Zhao Ling then came to her senses, wiping away her tears as she replied, "Oh... Happy New Year, Happy New Year."

Ye Wangcheng also turned his head and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye.

When he looked at Su Fan again, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Happy New Year, it's good to be back."

Looking at them, Su Fan's lingering hesitation finally subsided.

Ye Beichen called out to everyone, "Alright, alright, let's eat first, then stand up, the food will get cold."

Everyone then came to their senses and headed towards the restaurant.

As soon as Su Fan sat down, Zhao Ling pushed the bowl of hot soup in front of him.

"Take a couple of sips first, to warm your stomach."

Su Fan picked up the spoon, and before he had finished his soup, she put another piece of fish into his bowl.

"This was just made, have a taste."

Before long, several more dishes appeared in the bowl.

Su Fan glanced at the nearly full bowl and couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, you eat first. I just sat down. If you keep piling food on my plate like this, I'll have to hold onto the wall to get out of here tonight."

The way he called out "Mom" was so natural, but Zhao Ling was still taken aback for a moment.

She looked at Su Fan, her eyes welling up again, and quickly lowered her head to pick up her chopsticks: "Okay, I won't pick any more, you eat by yourself."

Even so, after a while, she couldn't help but ask him if he liked the fish and if he wanted another bowl of soup.

Ye Yao, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh: "Auntie, with you asking so many questions, how can he possibly have time to eat?"

"I won't ask anymore." Zhao Ling was a little embarrassed and finally put down her chopsticks.

Su Fan, however, took the initiative to hand over the bowl: "The soup is quite delicious, please give me another half bowl."

Zhao Ling immediately smiled and got up to serve him soup.