In a courtyard of three buildings, a man in his forties was directing two servants to remove the mourning articles at this time.,The original owner was already grieving over her father's passing. To make matters worse, on the last day of the funeral, she was called off by her fiancé. The result was that she was overwhelmed and fell into a stupor.,"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.。