"Grandpa He, I'll be taking my leave first. I'll come visit you again next time."
After dinner, they continued chatting over tea, and before they knew it, it was already 9 P.M.
Noting that her tea cup was empty, she informed the elderly man of her intention to leave.
"Yes, yes, yes. Do remember the number of this ole man's assistant, okay? Call that when you want to come by, and this grandpa will be sure to prepare a sumptuous meal for you." Old He was all sunshine when he said this.
"Mhm!" She nodded affirmatively and smiled. "I already saved Sister Han's number! I even memorized it!"
"See; I already said that you, lass, are smart. Only Ziming, this rascal, calls you stupid." The elderly man laughed as he stroked his beard, shooting the man in question a look filled with jest.
Her eyes drifted onto Ji Ziming.
Having conversed for so long with the elderly man, she was already feeling very relaxed.
