"Yuanyuan, are you getting used to living here?"
"Not bad, it's pretty good here."
"I'm sorry, my grandpa just has that temper; he says things he doesn't mean, but he's actually a very good person at heart."
Yuanyuan remained noncommittal. Based on Zhou Changchun, she really didn't care; she just didn't want to see people scheming all day long.
"Yuanyuan, really, my grandpa is just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. I came this time to talk to him about Wu Guobin's matter last time; he was really just checking in because he noticed something seemed off."
Yuanyuan gave a perfunctory nod, "I didn't take it to heart anyway." Zhou Changchun wasn't even qualified to be figured out by her.
Now she was utterly fed up, being with such hypocritical people made time drag on too slowly, which in turn soured her mood.
"Yuanyuan, I came over this time first to see you and second to tell you, I know someone who has lots of antique items."
