No, This Is a Dowry

Ye Shuang shouldn't have had any memory of the school director's office, but his body's subconscious reactions guided him along the route—as if he had been there many times before, completely incapable of taking a wrong turn.

"Perhaps the body has memories too," Ye Shuang thought silently as he stood in front of the school director's office, holding out his hand and looking at his palm.

Maybe some subconscious behaviors hadn't vanished along with his lost memories.

"What, didn't wash your hands after using the toilet?" seeing Ye Shuang spacing out, An Shiyu, who was beside him, pinched her nose and asked.

"..."

The atmosphere was completely ruined. It really was true that the vibe always changed completely whenever An Shiyu was involved.

Ye Shuang had no choice but to reach out and knock on the door. A stern voice quickly sounded from inside, "Come in."

Pushing the door open, Ye Shuang soon saw the thin, small old man inside. His unsmiling demeanor made him look like someone who was hard to talk to. Just sitting there in his chair, he exuded an imposing aura.

Although Ye Shuang had read about this old man in the novel, meeting him in person gave a completely different feeling.

Sure enough, the novel was too exaggerated. The corners of Anshi Yilang's mouth turned downward, making him look entirely like someone who couldn't take a joke.

"Why so serious? Should I leave then?" An Shiyu looked at Anshi Yilang's silent expression and immediately felt a bit of disdain.

The next second, Anshi Yilang's originally stern expression instantly broke into a smile as wrinkled as an old chrysanthemum. "Hehehe, Grandpa was just joking. Come, come, my precious little Yu, sit over here."

"Grandpa has two thighs, just enough for each of you to have one."

"No way."

"Disgusting." The two girls said one after the other.

Seeing Anshi Yilang change his face faster than flipping a page in a book, the corner of Ye Shuang's mouth twitched. He suddenly felt that what he had written about Anshi Yilang in his novel was actually a bit too conservative.

What a strange old man. However, his almost doting affection for his granddaughters was definitely genuine.

Ye Shuang paused, adjusting his tone. "Old Mr. Anshi, what did you want to see me about?"

"Oh? Have you really recovered from your amnesia?" Anshi Yilang asked in surprise. After all, he had found it quite strange when he learned about Ye Shuang's amnesia a while ago.

Previously, Anshi Yilang had even thought that if Ye Shuang's memory didn't recover well, he would just take him to live overseas for a while. That way, it might even allow him and his little Yu to properly nurture their relationship.

"Not exactly, I've barely recovered a little." Facing Anshi Yilang's concern, Ye Shuang weighed his words and then asked again, "What did you need me for?"

Although he knew a lot of things, Ye Shuang was still unclear about the details, such as how he usually interacted with Anshi Yilang.

"Oh, about that." Anshi Yilang stood up and then asked,

"Ye Shuang, when are you going to marry my granddaughter?"

Ye Shuang didn't seem too surprised that Anshi Yilang would ask this. He paused and simply said, "I'm sorry."

"What are you dissatisfied with regarding my precious little Yu?!" Anshi Yilang said, looking at his precious granddaughter. Then he continued, "Is it her slimes? Although they aren't big, you don't realize that small ones have their own..."

Before he could finish speaking, a slipper hit his head, leaving a shoe print.

At this moment, An Shiyu's gaze looked somewhat murderous. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Wuwuwu, so full of vitality. Grandpa just loves it so much." Deeply moved, Anshi Yilang used a handkerchief to wipe his tears and then cleaned the shoe print off his head.

Indeed, compared to An Shiyu lying in a hospital bed, the lively and energetic young girl before his eyes was undoubtedly what Anshi Yilang wanted to see the most.

Ye Shuang watched silently, not speaking up to interrupt the interaction between the grandfather and granddaughters.

However, with behavior like this, it was no wonder Anshi Yilang was disdained by his granddaughters.

"Alright, back to business..." Anshi Yilang's expression gradually calmed down as he simply asked, "Anshi Yi, how did you save her? I'm really curious about this kind of problem that can't be solved with common sense."

"I don't know." Ye Shuang's words made Anshi Yilang freeze for a moment. "You don't know?"

"Perhaps a miracle descended?" Ye Shuang continued, "I would never take credit for this, but regarding Little Yi's situation... I truly cannot explain it to you using common sense."

Anshi Yilang was an old fox. How could he not understand that Ye Shuang's words held something back? However, the old man didn't mind. Since Ye Shuang wasn't willing to say, he naturally wouldn't press him for his secrets.

"May I ask one more question?" Anshi Yilang spoke.

"Yes, of course."

Anshi Yilang first looked at Anshi Yi, and then his voice sounded a bit hesitant. "The one who came back... is it really Little Yu?"

"Or is she also a clone..."

According to Anshi Yilang's guess, Ye Shuang might have mastered a brand-new cloning technology, copying memories and bodies, while the real Little Yu had already sunk to the bottom of the sea.

"No," Ye Shuang said.

"..." Anshi Yilang only felt his breathing quicken a little.

"She is Anshi Yi, neither someone's shadow nor An Shiyu. She is herself, a silly joker with hyperthymesia." Ye Shuang smiled and said, "Of course, this name is also what I agreed upon with that guy back then."

Then, he turned his head to look at Anshi Yi.

"Right?"

At this moment, Anshi Yi stood there blankly. Her fingers grasped a strand of her bangs, looking left and right, but for some reason, she didn't dare to meet Ye Shuang's gaze. Her cheeks were just tinged with a hint of pink.

"Yo, so you have a day like this too?" An Shiyu nudged Anshi Yi with her elbow. "So weak."

"You're so annoying."

The two girls were on the verge of pinching each other.

Seeing this scene, Anshi Yilang completely relaxed. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Then let's start discussing the marriage. What kind do you like?"

"Why did it come back to this again?!"

"What?! Is my Little Yu not cute?"

"You old man are so annoying!" Even Ye Shuang started to feel disdain for him.

However, in the end, Anshi Yilang still handed a card to Ye Shuang. "There are fifty million inside. I don't know how else to express my gratitude."

"The money from last time was already a lot," Ye Shuang immediately said upon seeing this.

"No, it was too little."

"It was a lot." Ye Shuang refused to accept the money no matter what.

"Since neither of you wants it, just give it to me." The two girls said from the side. Although their allowance wasn't small, it wasn't quite enough to spend, especially since they had also bought an excavator.

"No, this is your dowry."

Hearing this, the two girls froze for a moment. "Huh?"