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Mr. Zhan motioned for Zhan Yan to stay.

"Grandpa, I'm not in the mood to socialize now. I want to go home."

Zhan Yan lacks interest.

"Which home should I go to? Hushan Huadu or International Community?"

Grandpa asked knowingly.

Now for Zhan Yan, it will be the same no matter where he goes.

Because Wen Rao won't see him either.

"I know Xiao Wen has been having a hard time running to the hospital these days, so I invited her and Xiaoer to have dinner tonight. Do you want to leave?"

After the old man finished speaking, Zhan Yan's eyes lit up.

"Grandpa, how did you do it?"

Zhan Yan found it incredible and admired his grandfather endlessly.

"I am careful, unlike you, who makes mistakes and gets stronger. If Xiao Wen doesn't hate you, who do you hate?"

The old man sprinkled a handful of salt on Zhan Yan's wounds.

Zhan Yan lowered his head in shame.

The housekeeper knocked on the door outside and told the old man that Wen Rao and Xiao'er had arrived at the intersection.

"Get ready!"

As soon as the old man heard this, he stood up and walked to the bedroom.

As he walked, he disliked Zhan Yan behind him.

"Stop following me! Go pick up Xiao Wen and Xiaoer. Don't hinder me here."

After the old man finished speaking, he lay down on the bed, and then the housekeeper started working with a few servants.

The ventilator was put on again, the tester was brought over, and a bag of salt water was hung up for the old man in a serious manner.

Zhan Yan was stunned.

"Grandpa...you..."

Zhan Yan never expected that his grandfather would pretend to be sick and trick Wen Rao into coming.

Although simple and crude, it really works.

"What am I? I really miss Xiao Wen and Xiaoer! If it weren't for you, would I have to pretend to be sick to see them? Come on!"

Mr. Zhan waved his hands and asked the housekeeper to straighten the ventilator for him.

Zhan Yan looked back at his grandfather before walking out of the bedroom and said.

"Grandpa, you are my biological grandfather."

Mr. Zhan thought he would say thank you, but instead he said nonsense.

The angry old man rolled his eyes, closed his eyes and ignored him.

Zhan Yan picked up Wen Rao and Xiao'er.

Xiaoer greeted the old man and chatted for a while before being called away by Zhan Sen.

Wen Rao sat beside the bed, and Zhan Yan stood behind Wen Rao.

"Xiao Wen...it's great that you're here..."

Mr. Zhan looked weak.

Wen Rao nodded and held his outstretched hand.

At the same time, Mr. Zhan also stretched out his hand towards Zhan Yan.

The obvious meaning is that they can reconcile as before.

"Xiao Wen, he can always be Zhan Yan. Grandpa is his guarantor, can you forgive him?"

Mr. Zhan's voice was weak, and Wen Rao felt like crying for a moment, but the next moment, she pulled out her hand without hesitation.

"Grandpa, before I forgive him, do I also have to forgive you?"

Wen Rao said, pointing to the fallen tube on the other side of the ventilator.

The tubes have fallen off, and the ventilator is just a decoration.

The old man was obviously pretending.

"Ugh...ahem, no wonder I have such trouble breathing! It turns out the tube fell off!

Xiao Yan, you unworthy grandson, you don’t care about grandpa at all. You don’t even notice it, and you have to remind Xiao Wen!Do you want to piss grandpa off to death? "

Mr. Zhan was exposed, and of course the blame was placed on Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan's focus was on Wen Rao at this time, and he had an indifferent attitude towards what his grandfather said.

"Grandpa, I'm going to see you for a while and then go back. You have a good rest."

Wen Rao stopped exposing him and chatted with grandpa for a while. When he was about to leave, grandpa suddenly said mysteriously.

"Xiao Wen, you can't leave!"