Tian Xiang did not expect Mr. Meng to be such a funny person.
The sound of "Eh," that naive smile, made goosebumps appear on her arm.
But, it did dispel the earlier awkwardness.
After greeting Tian Xiang, Mr. Meng looked at his grandson on the hospital bed, and his smile faded. His lips quivered, and he started to cry.
"AnAn, my poor child, how did you end up like this while grandpa was away? You've become so skinny; grandpa can hardly recognize you.
AnAn, have you not been eating, or are you going without meals? Damn it, how could anyone treat my grandson this way? And your face, who hit you? Quickly tell grandpa, and grandpa will stand up for you, drag them to jail."
Tian Xiang, standing by the side: "..." Feeling a bit worried about her second brother.
Meng Cheng'an pulled his hands away from the old man's grasp with some helplessness.
"Grandpa, can you be a bit more normal?"
