Su Yuhan's eyelid twitched. She felt she couldn't just sit back and wait for the worst to happen.
It sounded nice—just taking him home for a meal. But given how shameless this guy was, once he got in the door, it wouldn't be easy to kick him out again.
"Grandma, why don't we just eat out today? You just finished dialysis and need to rest. If we go home and start cooking now, it'll take a long time. It's better if we just grab a bite out for lunch." As Su Yuhan spoke, she turned to Duan Zeming and added through gritted teeth, "My treat."
Hearing her granddaughter's suggestion, Grandma Su began to waver. "Well, in that case..."
"It's precisely because Grandma needs to rest that we should go home sooner. Once we're home, Grandma can go rest first. I can help with the cooking, and when it's done, we can have Grandma help us taste-test," Duan Zeming cut in before she could finish.
