But this matter has nothing to do with Rushuang and You Xi. They dont want it either, so just forget about it and dont talk about them anymore. Theyre doing well now and its not like they lack anything. Qingsi is our priority. Shes the most important

The old man trembled and said, Qingsi looked just like your mother when she was young

Do you want to see her? Shes probably not asleep yet. Ill call her.

The old man quickly reached out and stopped him. No, no, no, dont call her. Dont call herfrom the looks of it, shes doesnt look okay yet and she has a neck injury too. Let her have a good rest, have a good rest Theres still time, theres still time

Xia Anlan remarked, She was even worried that you wouldnt like her.

How can I not like her? Shes my granddaughter. Sigh I was too worried about your mother today My tone may have been a little harsh when we spoke Ill change it later

Qingsi is a very sensitive child after all that happened to her in the past. I hope that youll be warmer toward her in the future.

The old man nodded again and again, I know I know Im her grandfather, how can II was too confused before. I truly believed that Little Ai was dead and I always had the feeling that Little Ai could not possibly be alive. But I forgot that they would not have looked so similar if there were not related by blood.

Dad, our family finally has its own children. In the future, we dont need to be too close with children from other families.

The old man paused and nodded. I understand I may be old, but Im not senile yet

He understood what Xia Anlan meant to say. Qingsi would be sad if he treated You Xi better in front of Qingsi.

However, those feelings throughout the years were not going to disappear instantly.

He simply needed to restrain himself.

Its late, go to bed. Ill bring Qingsi to the hospital again tomorrow and let Qingsi talk to mom.

The old man stood up. Sigh, Im worried I cant sleep tonight because of excitement!

Xia Anlan helped the old man back to his room and passed by Yan Qingsis room. His lips curled uphome finally felt like home!

Yue Tingfeng was feeling very anxious that night. He was going to head over to the Xia home tomorrow. What should he buy for them? What should he wear? What was the first thing he should say?

He tossed and turned on the bed and laid down sideways. It was ten oclock, but he still could not sleep.

Yue Tingfeng sat up. He should not be wasting time like that. He had to make advance preparations.

Yue Tingfeng called Mrs. Yue.

Hello, Son, have you met up with Qingsi yet?

Yue Tingfeng answered, No, not yet. Qingsi asked me to visit the Xia home tomorrow. Her uncle is at home. Momtell me, I What should I wear to show my sincerity? What gifts should I get? Oh, oh, oh.

Mrs. Yue was catching up with Weibos trending searches. The topics were rather lively recently and she was happily munching away on some sunflower seeds. She asked, Son, are you really asking me that?

Yeah, youre my mother, and youre older too. You know these things better than me!

Mrs. Yue sighed. Well, you asked the wrong person. Why would I even know all that?

Yue Tingfeng retorted anxiously, What do you mean you dont know all that? Shouldnt old people like you know these things?

Mrs. Yue roared unhappily, Youre the old one here. Youre the old onedont you know that I know nothing? You always complain that Im old and brainless.