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Yian Jingxue was usually a cheerful person, full of laughter and merriment every day.

But this moment, when Ye Xingbei asked why she came back to the country at this time, Yian Jingxue, the usually upbeat woman, could not find the strength to laugh.

She took the smile off her face and sighed, “My grandfather is sick. That’s why I came back.”

Ye Xingbei frowned, “Your grandfather is okay, right?”

“He should be,” Yian Jingxue chuckled. “But you know, Beibei, he’s old, and I don’t know how much longer he’ll be able to stay in this world. I’m afraid… he’s the only person who’s kind to me in our family. I regret… I regret having gone abroad for my studies. I should’ve stayed at home with him…”

“It’s not like you did it on purpose,” Xingbei held her hand and gently patted her, “Even when you were abroad, they wouldn’t leave you alone. If you stayed home, who knows if you would have made it to this day.”

Yian Jingxue was born in a wealthy family in Beijing.

Her grandfather was a master of traditional Chinese painting, a family known for its literary pedigree.

Her father was weak and sickly since childhood and couldn’t inherit her grandfather’s legacy. After graduating from college, he chose to enter the business world.

Her father was talented in business and made a lot of money.

Her grandfather had three sons.

The eldest son of the Yian family, born to her grandfather and grandmother, was her father.

After her grandmother passed away, her grandfather remarried and had two more sons, her two uncles.

Her father and his two half-brothers did not share the same mother.

From childhood, her two uncles and father were never on the same page.

Just as in fairy tales, stepmothers are rarely any good – her father’s stepmother was no exception.

Fortunately, her grandfather loved his first wife deeply and regarded his first child as dear to him as his own life. The stepmother had no chance to harm her father.

Later, when her father married her mother, her grandfather decisively separated the family.

At that time, her father was already a financial tycoon.

Knowing that her father lacked nothing, her grandfather didn’t want money to cause a rift between his sons. He divided all his possessions equally between his three sons.

Shortly after the family division, she was born.

And two years later, her father passed away due to an illness.

Her mother, who loved her father deeply, succumbed to sorrow two years later and also passed away.

After the death of her parents, her grandfather took her under his wing and raised her.

Her two uncles did not inherit their grandfather’s talent for painting but enjoyed the prestige attached to the title of ‘master of traditional Chinese painting’. They dreamt of the lifestyle where they could make money with a single stroke of their brushes.

But painting required talent more than anything.

After years of effort but with no achievements to their names, her two uncles, accustomed to a opulent lifestyle, squandered their shares of the inheritance within a few years.

Once they ran out of money, they approached their father, begging.

After her father passed away, her grandfather’s heart was devastated with grief and his health deteriorated. He retired from painting, leaving the family bereft of any income and dependent on the savings from the past.

The grandfather told his two sons that when they divided the inheritance, it was agreed that they each would live separately.

As a father, he was of an age where his children should be supporting him. He couldn’t support his sons forever. What sort of life they have in the future would entirely depend on their own capabilities.

Upon failing to extract money from their father, the two uncles set their sights on her.

Before her mother passed away, she liquidated her company into real estate, shops, and cash, all kept under her name..