At this time, Sima Qing and Sima Zining also came down from the second floor and just happened to see the old man return.
"Grandpa," Sima Qing called out.
"Grandpa, you're back?" Sima Zining's face lit up with a joyful smile, and she hopped over, affectionately holding Sima Aotian's arm.
Sima Aotian had three sons, two grandsons, and a granddaughter under his knee. Naturally, among them, Sima Zining was the old man's favorite.
"Why are you still clinging to your grandpa like a little girl? I heard you performed well in the Sky Group," Sima Aotian said with a smile, his face beaming even more.
"The work is okay," Sima Zining's smile bloomed like a flower. "It's all thanks to Instructor Liu Yun's help. Otherwise, I wouldn't have adapted to the job so quickly."
Sima Weiguo frowned, his face dark as if covered in soot, and said coldly, "Stop fooling around and tell me what exactly is going on with that boyfriend of yours?"
