He had no idea that he had brought such disastrous harm on Su Yue just because of his recklessness. And now, his grandfather had used her to keep him in check.
Ming Zhongsheng didn't answer him directly. "She is only 18 years old."
He spun around after that and was about to walk away.
There was a loud sound of something hitting the floor, and it appeared something was dropped.
"Who is that?" Ming Zhongsheng warily asked as he strode quickly across the room to open the door.
"Grandfather, it's me." Tang Feiling was squatting on the floor as she picked up a fallen bowl.
She raised her head and smiled at Ming Zhongsheng. "Ansheng's mother said that Ansheng is back, and she was afraid that he might be hungry. So, she cooked noodles for him and asked me to bring it up. But I was too clumsy and I accidentally dropped the bowl."
Ming Zhongsheng rearranged his expression instantly. "It's all right."
