He seemed calm now, no longer angry.
Yan Mo gave Xia Yue a grateful look. Without them intervening today, his grandfather's temperament might have bothered him for two or three days.
They didn't stick around for long before they all left to take their afternoon naps.
Yan Mo drove them to the hotel to rest in the patrol car.
Yan Mo accompanied his grandfather to their room.
As soon as the door closed, his grandfather immediately put on a cross face.
"Grandpa! Didn't you say you were no longer angry?" Yan Mo asked, confused as to how he had upset him again.
"You rascal, this place is so great, and yet you didn't bring me here earlier! It wasn't until the New Year's celebrations, when others bragged about it, that I knew and had to embarrass myself to come, or else, who knows when I would've found out," his grandfather grumbled.
