She had just received a call from Ye Lanchen and the old man had entered the office first. It seemed that there had been an argument.
"You unfilial son, do you not even have room for me now?" Elder Chu looked at Chu Zhijiang and was so angry that his face was red.
"Dad, I'm doing this for your sake. You're already at this age and your health isn't good. I want you to rest well at home." Chu Zhijiang's words were pleasant to hear, but no matter how pleasant they were, they could not hide his intentions.
Chu Wuyou pushed the door open and walked in. She quickly walked to the old man's side and held him. "Grandpa, don't be anxious. Don't be angry."
The doctor instructed that the old man could not be provoked.
"Dad, Look at your body. It's so hard for you to even speak. How can I bear to let you continue to worry about the company's matters?" Chu Zhijiang pretended well in front of outsiders.
