The car stopped in front of the Golden Age Nursing Home.
Liang Zixuan unbuckled her seat belt and noticed that Han Yuanjun was also doing the same thing as her. It looked like he wanted to follow her.
Liang Zixuan put the guitar in the back seat and looked at Han Yuanjun without going out.
Seeing her gaze, he then asked hesitantly, "Aren't we going inside?"
Liang Zixuan looked at him seriously. "Young Master Han, you have helped me a lot. I am very grateful to you, but now I will bring my grandmother home. This is my family's problem. I'm going alone."
What's the point of him following her?
Han Yuanjun bit his left cheek and saw that the little girl didn't intend to let him go in with her.
It was as if picking up her grandmother was a small matter for her, so he didn't need to follow her.
This little girl was too independent and too persistent. Even if he didn't help her with the matters that happened today, she believed that she would be able to solve them on her own.
