Moreover, he had never heard of anyone keeping mutant plants as pets!
Ruan Shu was oblivious to this; her understanding of the world was too limited. Therefore, she asserted that the tiny vine was her pet.
In the midst of the butler and Os's astonishment, she received a message from her father.
Her father wouldn't be coming back today.
Ruan Shu felt instantly disheartened.
Her emotions were palpable, prompting Alm to gently tousle her head. "What's wrong?"
Ruan Shu's voice was somewhat muffled. "Dad isn't coming home today."
"What's the matter?" "I'll take you to him."
Ruan Shu looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise. "Really?" Can we?
"Of course, as long as you want to."
After a moment of consideration, Ruan Shu shook her head, declining. "Dad must be very busy; I won't disturb him today."
Alm shrugged. "Let me know when you want to go."
Gratefully nodding, Ruan Shu replied, "Okay."
As Alm and Os departed, the butler arranged a small treasure trove for Ruan Shu, storing away these items.
Although her father did not return, her elder brother did.
When Ruan Fengsi saw the mutated plant on his sister's wrist, he was astonished. Is a mutated plant considered a pet?
"Where did you get this?"
A mutated plant as a pet?
Even artificially cultivated mutated plants were difficult to handle; only the person who raised them could approach without risking injury.
And even for the caretaker, obtaining materials and fruits from them was challenging.
Mutated plants exhibit equal disdain for all living beings, including their own kind, frequently engaging in territorial battles, especially with wild plants.
Yet now he heard that a mutated plant was shamelessly sticking by his sister's side.
He still harbored disdain for this mutated plant. When he approached, it seemed as if it wanted to lash out at him.
The {revised} obediently submitted when pressed by his sister's finger.
Ruan Fengsi sighed inwardly.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
What kind of magical charm did his sister possess?
Perplexed, Ruan Fengsi scratched his head and decided to set the matter aside, as it did not pose any harm to his sister.
"But 'Does anyone else know about this?'"
Sitting neatly on the bed after cleaning up, Ruan Shu obediently replied, "Grandfather Butler."
"Anyone else?"
"Also, Alm and his men."
Ruan Fengsi paused.
Am I the fourth person to know about this? Suddenly feeling somewhat undignified.
"Alm?"
Upon his return, he promptly sought out his sister, so the butler did not have the opportunity to inform him of today's events.
"Who's that?"
Why did this name sound familiar?
Ruan Shu innocently replied, "His Majesty."
Ruan Fengsi froze.
His Majesty?!!!
"How... How do you know His Majesty?"
Ruan Shu honestly recounted how she met him, as there was nothing to hide.
But she was a bit upset. "He treats me like a little mascot."
Ruan Fengsi thought to himself, "This connection is unbelievable."
AndText: ### ... ### his sister's demeanor, ahem, really did resemble that of a mascot.
"Regarding the mutated plant, please do not disclose this information to anyone other than those who are already aware."
Ruan Shu nodded. "What about Dad?" What about Cousin?
Ruan Fengsi sighed. "Tell them."
This secret seems to be known to quite a few people now.
That night, the plush cat slept on his older brother. Ruan Shu realized that being small had its advantages; she wouldn't fall off her brother's body no matter how much she rolled around.
Upon waking the next day, the first thing she did was message her father and join her brother for a morning run, even though she was the one responsible for cheering him on.
"Are you really not coming to the company with me?"
This was the tenth time Ruan Fengsi asked.
"I'm not going; I have other things to do."
"Alright."
Ruan Fengsi felt a bit regretful. He also wanted to take the mascot to work.
Ah... diverted again.
Ruan Shu stayed at home, earnestly attending to her own affairs. As dinner time approached, a peculiar hovercar stopped at their house.
The butler's expression briefly lit up upon seeing the hovercar, then he hurried over.
As Ruan Shu worked on her felt tiger head, she craned her neck to see what was happening.
Soon, with the butler's deferential attitude, an elderly man with graying hair stepped out of the hovercar.
Though he held a cane and appeared aged, his spirit was lively, and his eyes, weathered by time, exuded a restrained dignity.
Ruan Shu was taken aback because despite the graying hair and wrinkles, she could still discern traces of her father in his features.
More precisely, her father bore some resemblance to him.
She tightened her grip on the felt ball, starting to ponder his identity.
At that moment, the old man's gaze also fell on her.
Ruan Shu grew flustered, shifting her gaze away.
Unexpectedly, the old man tossed his cane to the butler and then strode over to her side in a few brisk steps.
Ruan Shu became even more flustered, unsure of what to do.
With a gentle demeanor, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.
Before she could say anything, the old man spiritedly lifted her up in his arms.
"Hahaha..."
His laughter was hearty and genuine.
Ruan Shu, holding a needle and the felt from her brother's tiger, could feel the vibrations of the old man's laughter through her petite frame.
"You must be Ruan Shu, my granddaughter!"
Despite his age, his voice was still as booming as ever.
Ruan Shu's cheeks flushed, utterly clueless about what to say.
"Miss, this is the Marshal's father, your grandfather."
Thankfully, the reliable butler stepped forward to rescue her.
Ruan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but her nervousness was still apparent.
Under the old man's hopeful gaze, she timidly and softly uttered, "Grandfather."
"Hahaha, splendid!" "My Ruan family finally has a girl."
Five generations had passed, and the Ruan family had never welcomed a girl into their lineage, only a succession of boys.
Though a girl's temperament wasn't much different from a boy's, being mischievous all the same, when they saw other families with pretty little girls while they only had a bunch of stinky boys, how could they not envy them?
Now, things were different. Ruan He had a granddaughter, and she was such a beautiful and gentle girl!
Ruan Xiao, that stinky brat, didn't even mention such a significant matter. If it weren't for hearing it from a friend, this old man, who didn't like to surf the internet, wouldn't have known he had a granddaughter for who knows how long!