"Sigh..." Mr. Zhang let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with murky tears.
This long sigh deeply touched Ye Chen's heart. No one wants their closest person to leave them. Especially since Mr. Zhang has only one grandson, Zhang Lang, and no other relatives. The grandfather and grandson depend on each other, but unexpectedly, the unfair heavens took away his only grandson too, which is too unfair for Mr. Zhang.
"Mr. Zhang, feel free to ask for any conditions!" Ye Chen gritted his teeth and said, "We will try our best to meet your needs!"
"My greatest wish is to have Zhang Lang accompany me!" Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "Can you fulfill this wish for me?"
"I..." Ye Chen then realized that he is not omnipotent; even possessing a fortune, he couldn't satisfy Mr. Zhang's wishes. Ye Chen hurriedly comforted, "Mr. Zhang, you are too pessimistic. Zhang Lang isn't dead yet, why are you so pessimistic? Maybe Zhang Lang will wake up tomorrow!"
