Daiyu opened the door to Wang Jing's study quietly. She took a peek inside and saw her grandfather busy sifting through files on his desk. She trotted over and climbed onto his lap.
"Grandpaw…"
"Xiao Yu." Wang Jing was surprised.
He gently patted her head and she buried her face onto his chest.
"Grandpaw…"
"Mmm? What's wrong?"
She remained silent but rubbed her face against his chest. He chuckled and gently rubbed her back.
"Grandpaw… do you love Daiyu?"
"Of course I do."
"But grandpaw doesn't play with Daiyu…" She rested her head on his chest and pouted.
"… I'm sorry, Xiao Yu. Grandpa is busy making money for you."
Daiyu nodded.
"Daiyu knows. But grandpaw is already very rich. But Daiyu is still lonely…"
Wang Jing felt his heart clench.
"Daiyu is lonely?"
Daiyu nodded.
