"Nuannuan, you lied to me!" Xia Yiwan immediately called Si Nuanqian after leaving the coffee shop.
"Your grandfather is very angry, Si Mo is kneeling in punishment, I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"
Si Nuanqian was stunned, then sighed deeply: "I didn't want to lie to you, it was my brother who didn't want me to tell you."
More than just angry, her grandfather was absolutely furious.
But his brother didn't say a word in explanation, he just knelt straight in the yard.
"How long has he been kneeling?" asked Xia Yiwan.
"Since three o'clock in the afternoon, until now," Si Nuanqian said.
At three in the afternoon, that meant he left right after she fell asleep.
Now it was almost ten at night, meaning he had been kneeling for a total of seven or eight hours.
Xia Yiwan's heart tightened, with a tinge of pain washing over her: "Where is your house?"
"You're coming over?" Si Nuanqian was surprised.
"Yes, I'm going to see your grandfather."
