He didn't bother to check Grandpa Yin's expression and took a seat in front of the hospital bed. Handing her the apple Lin Fan had peeled, he said with a chuckle, "Rest assured, Yin Zhen, The Lin family definitely doesn't engage in manipulation or deceit. Look at how Tangtang has been raised by me: pretty and happy. Not bad, right?"
Caught off guard by Mr. Lin's words, Yin Zhen seemed to zone out for a moment before coming back to reality when an apple was stuffed into her hand. Noticing Grandpa Yin's grim expression suddenly made her get it, and she revealed a smile to Mr. Lin, "Uncle Lin, you don't mind the trouble?"
"What trouble? Raising one daughter is raising, and two is the same. If someone doesn't cherish you, we don't need to fawn over them either. If you have no objections, how about forming an honorary family tie with our family?"
Grandpa Yin coughed dryly at the side.
