"Alright, alright, stop joking. Who asked you to bully Qingyan? If you didn't bully her, there wouldn't be so many things. Look at yourself. Your wife is pregnant with a baby, but you're fooling around outside. Although it's nothing, you didn't even look at her when she was sick."
The more the old man spoke, the more he complained. He did not know what was wrong with his grandson. No matter what he did, he was becoming more and more unreliable. Looking at his eyes, she could not help but complain. Then, she held Guan Qingyan's hand, her face full of concern.
Feng Biyan was at a loss for words. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. This grandfather of his was always like this. Anyway, he would never pamper himself. It was hard not to feel that he was not picked up. The more he looked at the two of them, the more he felt that he was redundant.
"Grandpa, what do you want to do today? That's my wife. Can you..."
