In response to Zhang Beixing's confusion, Zhang Beixing's father and grandfather didn't hide anything, stating directly, "We are waiting for the Head of the Household!"
"Head of the Household??"
Hearing these words, Zhang Beixing murmured in surprise.
Before he could ask again, he heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching from outside the door. Then, an old man and a middle-aged man walked in, one after the other.
"Head of the Household!"
Seeing the old man arrive, Grandfather Zhang stepped forward to greet him.
Hearing this, the old man nodded. His gaze then shifted past Grandfather Zhang to Zhang Beixing, who was seated on the sofa. A hint of appreciation flickered in his cloudy eyes as a thought occurred to him.
"Pingyang, you've truly raised a fine grandson. Why haven't you ever brought him out before?" the elder asked, looking at Grandfather Zhang.
