"Stop talking, Jierou." Old Madam Qiao was also tired. "Let them go."
Qiao Jierou could only sit in front of Old Madam Qiao and accompany her.
Qiao Weiyang pushed Old Master Qiao out. Afraid that he would be sad, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, I said last time that I would bring you to meet your grandson-in-law. Do you still want to see him now?"
"Of course, I do. Where is he?" Speaking of this, Old Master Qiao's depression was finally swept away.
"Zhuoqian."
Following Qiao Weiyang's voice, Su Zhuoqian walked over.
Old Master Qiao looked at the handsome young man in front of him seriously and sized him up. After a while, he recognized him. "It's you, Su Zhuoqian?"
It had been a long time since he had appeared in public, so he was a little unfamiliar with the young talents of the current younger generation.
"Grandfather, it's me." Su Zhuoqian bowed and looked at him at eye level with a respectful attitude.
