But Yang Yun also knew, it's not that easy for something to go wrong there, right? She tapped her finger on the windowsill beside her, her gaze flickering. If there's no trouble, I can make some trouble myself. At most, I'll just get scolded.
But this little brat better not think she's got it good.
She turned over, got out of bed, and went to find her grandfather.
Yang Xiong felt at ease only once he knew his granddaughter wouldn't be coming over, so he returned home. He was playing chess with an old comrade when Yang Yun arrived. His heart felt uneasy: "You're here again?"
Yang Yun was furious inside but kept a smile on her face: "I'm here to see Grandpa. How about I have dinner with you tonight, okay?"
"I'm playing chess with Grandpa Wang. You don't like to watch anyway, so why don't you just go home? I'll only cook some noodles tonight. There's nothing good to eat. I heard from your dad that you don't eat meals without meat. I don't have any here."
