"Argh! That's right, my precious granddaughter. Today, it's all thanks to you. You're still injured. You should rest first. Grandma will come back when you're better. Ah, right, grandma will prepare a gift for you and your mother. " After Duanmu Yu finished speaking, he hugged Ling Chuxi tightly again and then ran away like the wind.
Ling Chuxi, who had not yet recovered from the shock, was left standing in her original spot in a daze.
"Elder li, my grandmother, she ..." Ling Chuxi deliberated over how she should ask. Her grandmother's attitude was a little strange. It seemed like she liked her mother more.
