"Elder Xiang, are you taking care of your health?"
Grandfather Xiang groaned inwardly when he heard the same question from Mu Chenyan again. Every single time she called, she just had to ask this very same question.
He looked at the screen of the laptop and asked, "How many times do you want me to answer that question?"
"Well, I can't help it," replied Mu Chenyan while scratching her jaw.
Grandfather Xiang put down the scissor that he had been using to prune the plants. "Are you having fun?" Mu Chenyan nodded her head. "Make sure not to get hurt."
"Yes," answered Mu Chenyan. She never told him what she was up to but she knew in her heart that he knew about it. They say fathers always have a connection with their daughters. Although she never called him father, Grandfather Xiang did raise her like a daughter. There were several things she didn't need to put in words before him.
"Are you hiding something from me, Chenyan?"
