one way.She looked up at the ceiling, she had to go back, find the answers herself.The lost memories, she wanted to find them back. What had happened in the beginning, causing her to lose a part of he...The next day.
Ji Yunting, according to his grandfather's request, had the wet nurse bring the child over.
In the hall, there was no trace of Fu Shaoqing. He had been busier than ever lately, pursuing the murderer, handling matters for the Fu Corporation, and making arrangements for Lin Jinran's future.
Ji Yun Ting was not surprised by his absence, but the appearance of another person made him pause.
How could Gu Nanci be here
Before he could even think about it, the old man came over to greet the child himself.
He deserved to have his doubts cleared, carefully bringing the child before the grandfather.
The old man looked at the sleeping baby in his arms with excitement, his cloudy eyes filled with tears. He carefully held him close and gently stroked the child's tiny hand.
After a long time, he asked, "Jinyan, have you said the name"
Ji Yun Ting shook his head. "Not yet, she mentioned before that she hoped you could name the child."
Old Master Fu lowered his head, looking at the child in his arms with pity. After a long silence, he slowly spoke, "Fu Tianze, he is Heaven's blessing to the Fu family."
"Well, I think Jin Yan would also definitely like this name." Ji Yun Ting nodded. A child's name, chosen by the grandfather, was just right.
Master Fu slowly raised his head, looked at Ji Yun Ting, and sighed, "I can agree to you, but I also have my own requirements."
"You said."
Master Fu waved at Gu Nanci, who picked up a file from the table and walked to his face. "This is an adoption agreement. You need to abide by its contents. If there are no problems, please sign it."
Ji YunTing took it over. It was a thick agreement, very detailed, listing many things he needed to abide by regarding the adoption.
Besides this, Old Master Fu also drafted several others, and there was also a will of his, kept by Gu Qingrang until his death before it could be published.
Ji Yun Ting looked over the requirements one by one, and he could guarantee he could fulfill each and every one of them. He almost without thinking picked up a pen and signed his name.
On the other hand, Fu Shaoqing sent someone to inform Lin Zhigang, only to learn that he was on a business trip for a month.
Thinking of the relationship between Xu Ronghua and Lin Jinran, he didn't tell Xu Ronghua about it. He found Lin Zhigang's phone number, but after making several calls, no one answered.
One's mind should not always be on this matter. Fu Shaoqing had people keep an eye on things, and if Lin Zhigang came back, they were to inform her immediately.
Fu Hongyuan and He Shumei learned that Lin Jinyan had died, her newborn child was taken away by outsiders, and rushed to Fu's house, wiping tears as they begged Old Master Fu to bring back the child of the Fu family.
The Fu family's children being lost and scattered outside, what a terrible state of affairs. Even Fu Hongyuan felt that even if Fu Mo寒 was unknown whereabouts, with Lin Jinran's death, the child should be cared for by the Fu family as it is rightful.
To just give it to a stranger, what if this got out, how would people see them.
Mr. Fu ignored them all. He was afraid that after his death, Fu Hongyuan and He Shumei would be bad to the children. He strongly demanded that the two sign an agreement relinquishing their child-rearing rights.
The two of them were unwilling, but there was no help for it. Fu Shaoqing took the lead and signed this agreement to give up custody rights. No matter how strong they were, it was useless. They had to sign it, reluctantly giving up their custody rights to Xiao Ying.
Gu Nanci acted swiftly, after a series of procedures, custody was transferred to Ji Yun Ting's hands.
Now, the child isn't just the Fu family's hope, but also someone only Ji Yun Ting has the right to raise.
This matter brings joy to some and sorrow to others, but this child wants to inherit the Fu family, which will take at least another decade. Thinking of this, He Shumei relaxed somewhat.
On the day Lin Jin was buried, dark clouds gathered overhead, as if a storm were about to break.er forehead, whispering softly, "Our child is doing well now. We'll visit him again when you've recovered."Lin Jinran cried in gasps, not wanting to hear his words. Her mind was filled with only one t...