Xu Shuyu patted his shoulder, feeling very relieved, "With you here, grandmother is not worried."
The granddaughter has found a good home, and the hard shell she was wrapped in is slowly softening. She smiles from the heart and has little tempers, just like a young girl should be.
She's old, she doesn't ask for much, now she only hopes Ze can wake up soon. That girl Zhi Mei is getting thinner by the day, and it pains her to see it.
Ah Ze, grandmother prays for you every day in front of the Bodhisattva, you can't keep sleeping like this.
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Nan Family villa.
The butler opened the gate in the yard, took the gift box from Mu Jin Huan's hand, stepped aside to make way, and nodded, "Miss Nan Wan, young master."
There was not a trace of surprise on his face, as if he was just waiting for them.
Nan Wan walked inside holding Mu Jin Huan's arm, and asked lightly, "Is everyone here?"
The butler followed behind them, respectfully replying, "Yes."
