She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Buy roasted sweet potatoes, do you want some?"

Manshu only had one in her hand, which she had eaten before, so her question was insincere.

Yan Siyu's eyes flashed with disdain: "No, thank you, sister, eat it yourself."

What Manshu wanted was that she didn't eat it. She was very satisfied eating it alone. She asked the housekeeper in front if he wanted to eat it, saying that she had some more in her schoolbag.

The housekeeper wanted to eat it, but was stopped by Yan Siyu: "Grandpa Rong is old and it's not suitable for him to eat this kind of food. Sister, you should eat less too, it's unhygienic."

The butler who wanted to reach out: "???"

Manshu raised an eyebrow: "It doesn't matter. It's not clean. You won't get sick if you eat it."

The housekeeper echoed: "Miss Manshu is right. People of our generation have eaten everything. What's unhygienic about these roasted sweet potatoes..."

He smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes and felt quite greedy.

"It was the past, but it's different now. You're old, your organs are degenerating, and your immunity is naturally not as good as when you were young. What if bacteria enter your body through your mouth and you get sick?"

"Grandpa Rong, I'm doing this for your own good. Please don't indulge in your appetite, or I'll complain to Grandpa." She spoke in an intimate tone with a hint of coquettishness.

Faced with Yan Siyu like this, the housekeeper really didn't know what to say.

"Okay, okay, Miss Siyu, don't worry. I won't eat it, right? Please don't complain to the old man."

After Yan Rong finished speaking, he realized that this also seemed not very good for Manshu.

He turned to Manshu and smiled bitterly: "Ms. Manshu, look, I would like to eat it, but Miss Siyu wants to complain."

He was already beginning to feel that it was difficult to be sandwiched between the two young ladies.

I just don’t know how the master will deal with this matter in the future.

"Then you won't have a good time." Manshu smiled nonchalantly, put away the roasted sweet potatoes and put them in his bag.

We arrived at the hospital quickly. The roasted sweet potatoes were still warm because they were kept in the bag.

The two of them soon arrived at Mr. Yan's ward.

Coincidentally, Mr. Ming was also there, as well as Yan Zhan and Ming Yu.

They were originally going to have a competition, but when they heard that Manshu and Yan Siyu were coming, the bet was postponed.

Mr. Ming said that they could wait for the two little girls to come and serve as witnesses together.

"Grandpa Yan, Grandpa Ming." Manshu greeted the two of them politely as he entered the ward.

When she caught a glimpse of Yan Zhan, her eyes lit up and she smiled at him.

The corners of Yan Zhan's lips couldn't help but rise.

Not only did Manshu smile at him, but also because she didn't say hello to Mingyu.

Ming Yu?

His attention is all on games and music, and he doesn't pay attention to anything else.

If he doesn't participate in e-sports competitions, he will play music in the future.

In short, he would not follow the route arranged for him by his family.

"Grandpa, how are you? Are you angry with those reporters? When I heard what Grandpa Rong said, I was so worried."

Yan Siyu doesn't care so much about other people. For her, it is enough to get the recognition of Mr. Yan alone.

Or in other words, she could only calm down Old Man Yan first.

"It's nothing serious." Old Master Yan was playing chess with Old Master Ming.

This time we are not playing Go, but military chess.

Yan Siyu couldn't understand this chess game at all.

Manshu had been taken down there a few times before by an old man at the entrance of the village, but she was not very proficient.

She didn't say anything, just watched Yan Siyu try to please Mr. Yan and took out two roasted sweet potatoes hidden in her backpack.

"Grandpa Yan, Grandpa Ming, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

As soon as Manshu finished speaking, she saw Yan Siyu looking at her with disapproval.