"No, definitely not." Meng Jin answered with confidence: "My dad really appreciates Si Yu. Although there might be some misunderstanding due to Yanzhi, knowing that Si Yu is his own grandson, he'll be too pleased to hold any grudges."
"Really?" Mo Xiaolin was uncertain.
She had never met Meng Yanzhi, but Old Master Meng, who had been kept by his side, certainly had deep feelings for him.
And with Si Yu having sent Meng Yanzhi to prison, would Old Master Meng have no resentment towards Mo Si Yu at all?
While it's true that Mo Si Yu is Old Master Meng's blood grandson, she also heard of many families who lost children, and the children raised in one's shadow might not necessarily be less dear than those of blood relation.
"Xiaolin, you have raised Si Yu to be so outstanding, my dad will definitely be proud to have such a grandson," Meng Jin held her and said earnestly.
Mo Xiaolin wanted to say something more, but Meng Jin didn't give her the chance.
