**Chapter 42**
That night, both Old Master Gu and Cen Yanjun were unsettled.
They had just learned that Mo Sui had once had a daughter.
This meant they had a granddaughter.
What did that child look like?
If she had grown up safely, would she have clung to them for games like An An does?
Cen Yanjun had suspected that her son's long journey to find Mo Sui was for more than a trivial reason, but she never imagined it was for this.
Old Master Gu's face darkened. "I said it before, they're making a mess of things. This is marriage, not a child's game. Mo Sui didn't even tell Yicheng about the pregnancy; it's completely outrageous."
Cen Yanjun was also heavy-hearted and tried to comfort him. "From her perspective, they had already broken up. Reuniting for the child after a breakup isn't her style, and it doesn't seem like Yicheng's style either. As an actress at the peak of her career, secretly giving birth and going through so much already, she had a hard time. We're grandparents; they're the child's parents. Our pain is nothing compared to theirs, which must be multiplied, even a hundredfold."
Old Master Gu lowered his head and began tidying up the chessboard, as if finding something to do would make him feel better.
"I'm not blaming the child," he said. "I'm just both angry and heartbroken. The way young people date now is different from our time. Back then, if we had a disagreement, I'd run to your place to clear things up. But now, with cars, planes, phones, and the internet, how can they just cut off contact like that?"
Cen Yanjun felt a pang of nostalgia.
Fortunately, after all these years, they could finally be honest with each other.
But thinking about that child who once existed made her heart ache.
Old Master Gu stood up and paced around the living room with his phone.
Earlier, his son had expressed doubts that the child's death years ago might not have been an accident.
If it was true, their family would not let the culprit go unpunished and would seek legal retribution.
Although the child was no longer alive, her parents and grandparents needed to uncover the truth of what happened.
Old Master Gu dialed the number.
Cen Yanjun looked surprised. "You really are familiar with the funeral home and crematorium?"
"I called Director Pan from the Civil Affairs Bureau; the funeral home is under the local Civil Affairs Bureau!" Old Master Gu replied tersely.
...
The next morning, Gu Yicheng arrived at the North City Funeral Home.
The answer from Director Pan was the same as the one given by the First People's Hospital director yesterday.
They said that after so many years, they couldn't recall whether there was such a child. But both the bureau and the hospital followed the rules, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.
The trail went cold here.
"Gu, your father called me last night about this. I understand it's hard for you to accept, but a person cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences," Director Pan said, patting his shoulder.
As he walked out of the funeral home, Gu Yicheng's phone rang.
It was An An calling.
The little one's sweet voice came through. "Daddy, where did you go?"
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Historia CortaHello, this is the ChatGPT-translated version of the novel. It was purely translated using ChatGPT. Please note that the translation will begin at Chapter 42, as the previous chapters have already been translated.