"Ah! Girl Qing is one of a kind, my silly grandson is really suffering!"
Moments later, a black stretch Rolls-Royce slowly drove up from the end of the road. Duan Yuntian, with sharp eyes, quickly stood up from his chair.
"Don't tell Ah Tang about what just happened, it's enough that we two know."
"Of course, you can rest assured, Old Master Duan."
After saying this, the Butler helped Duan Yuntian to the gate of the villa, where the black Rolls-Royce had just smoothly stopped.
The car door opened, and Zhang Yufeng came out first, followed closely by a smiling An Yiqing.
"Grandpa Duan!"
A crisp and soft greeting that instantly melted Duan Yuntian's heart.
Look, look! Little girls are so considerate, unlike his own boy who never acts like a spoiled child.
"Girl Qing, you have really worried Grandpa Duan to death! How could such a big incident happen? How is your health now? Really, how could Elder Ye, as your master, not take good care of you!"
