A three-year-old searched for her family

"Boohoo... Granny, I miss you so much."

In a remote little mountain village in S City on Water Blue Star, a voice full of hurt mingled with sobs at the foot of a mountain in the dark.

The tiny, scrawny figure crouched on the ground, her little hands purple with cold as she clutched a branch and stubbornly dug a hole.

Her palms were bleeding, but she did not care.

She just kept crying as she dug.

At last, the hole was ready. With her little blue-purple hands, Qin Yan carefully lowered the ashes in a pickle jar into it and buried them.

By the time she finished, her body was trembling with cold.

The early spring weather was still bitterly cold, yet her clothes had several holes, and her shoes were a mismatched pair that did not even fit.

"Granny, can't you come back?"

She was all alone, yet she spoke to the empty air.

And someone actually answered her, speaking directly into her mind.

[The dead can't come back to life, baby.]

[We should leave and find your real family.]

Tears pooled in Qin Yan's reddened eyes as she reluctantly nodded.

"Okay!"

Only three years old, the scrawny little girl stumbled to her feet and turned to look at the place where she had lived-and been mistreated-for three years.

Then she left all alone.

Now that the blind granny, the only person in the village who had treated her well, had died too, she had nothing left to miss.

The night was cold, and the wind cut across her face like a knife.

Still, she walked away, one step at a time.

"Meimei, will my grandpa and uncles really like me?"

[Of course! There's no one who wouldn't like you. Baby, remember, if someone doesn't like you, it definitely isn't your fault. That's their problem!]

Talking with Meimei along the way finally made Qin Yan feel less afraid.

She followed Meimei's directions, clutching a few crumpled bills.

She had earned them by collecting and selling trash.

Then she took a ride into town and went to the police station.

It had been an ordinary day.

What made it unusual was the absurd phone call received by the old patriarch of the Fu Family, one of Kyoto's three most prominent families.

"What? My granddaughter? Since when did I have a granddaughter?!"

His only daughter had died two years ago.

His daughter had indeed had a child, but that child...

"But Mr. Fu, this little girl insists she's your granddaughter. Would you come and take a look?"

"Yes!"

The old man delivered that single word in a strong, booming voice and hung up.

He wanted to see who had played such an outrageous prank-or whether someone was trying to target the Fu Family.

Someone dared to challenge him. Interesting.

Everyone in Kyoto knew his daughter was his sore spot, let alone his granddaughter.

Kyoto was rather far from S City.

But flying was fast. Around four that afternoon, Old Master Fu arrived at the police station in Lin'an County, S City, with his butler and two bodyguards.

The police station was bustling too.

Several officers gathered around a little girl sitting obediently on a stool, offering her food and drinks.

The little one was wrapped in a down jacket that clearly belonged to an adult, not her.

Her arrival at the station had truly startled everyone.

In such cold weather, she had come wearing absurdly thin clothes with several holes, like a filthy stray kitten seeking a warm place to stay.

There were only adults at the station and no children's clothes, so an officer had immediately wrapped her in his own down jacket and carried her inside.

None of them could believe that, in this day and age, there were still families too poor to afford clothes!

Qin Yan held a steamed bun, nibbling at it like a hamster.

It's so yummy. I have to make it last, or I'll go hungry again at the next meal.

Suddenly, Meimei spoke in her mind.

[Little one, your grandpa is here.]

Qin Yan instinctively looked up toward the door.

Her large eyes met the old man's gaze in the doorway.

Old Master Fu: !!!

Wait, those eyes, that mouth and nose, that face...

Although the little girl was terribly thin and filthy, her features were still clearly visible.

How could she look so much like my daughter when she was little?!

Old Master Fu had arrived bristling with anger, intending to expose a scheme.

But now, looking at the child, especially her obvious malnutrition, he felt as though something had struck his heart, leaving a dull ache.

How... how could she be so thin?

After that, he was so dazed that he did not fully hear what the police said. All his attention was fixed on the frail, far-too-quiet little girl.

Although they had not yet done a DNA test, he took Qin Yan home first.

An inexplicable sixth sense told him that this was his granddaughter!

On the way back, Qin Yan stayed quiet, curling herself into a little ball and only occasionally stealing a cautious glance at Old Master Fu—her grandpa.

On the private plane, she initially sat upright and stiffly, but soon she could not keep it up.

"Grandpa."

Her voice was faint, like a kitten's, as she called him Grandpa.

But Old Master Fu heard her.

He immediately perked up and turned toward the child, whose little face was full of sleepiness and exhaustion.

"I... I want to sleep."

She had gone an entire night without sleep to get out of the village.

Old Master Fu said, "Butler, quick, bring a blanket."

Wrapped in the soft, fragrant blanket, Qin Yan gradually drifted out of consciousness.

Wrapped in the soft, fragrant blanket, Qin Yan was gradually losing consciousness.

Her slender little fingers unconsciously caught a corner of Old Master Fu's clothes, as though she feared being abandoned.

She curled up in the spacious airplane seat and fell asleep.

When the plane landed at the Fu Residence, Old Master Fu did not wake her. Instead, he picked her up.

The butler hurriedly said, "Sir, let me."

Old Master Fu shook his head. "No need. I'll do it myself."

The child in his arms was so light that his hands trembled slightly.

She was like a feather that might disappear at any moment.

Just like his daughter when she died.

She was so thin that, as he held her, he could even feel the bones in her little back.

Now that he had picked her up, she felt all the more weightless.

Anger flared in Old Master Fu's eyes.

"How on earth were they raising this child?!"

He cursed under his breath.

"Have the doctor come immediately!"

When the family doctor arrived, Old Master Fu immediately said, "Quick, examine this child!"

The doctor stepped forward, his breath catching at the sight of Qin Yan. Without daring to hesitate, he immediately began examining her.

"Severe malnutrition. This child doesn't seem to have been vaccinated, either, and she probably suffered exposure to the cold recently. There are multiple areas of frostbite, and..."

Her tiny body had a shocking number of problems.

Looking at the child on the bed, he said with heartache, "This child has clearly been abused. These wounds look like they came from beatings, and the frostbite is severe."

"In her condition, she'll definitely develop a fever shortly. We need to prepare medicine to reduce her fever and dispel the cold."

A forbidding air settled over Old Master Fu as he listened.

This little girl was only three. Just how much had she suffered?

The doctor quickly wrote down all the medicines needed and called his assistant to deliver them.

Old Master Fu took a strand of Qin Yan's hair and handed it to the butler.

"Take this for a DNA test."

Although he had brought her home, they still needed to do the test.

But regardless of the result, he intended to raise this child.

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