Shen Chenxuan nodded repeatedly, not daring to show any disrespect.
It was no joke; if he showed even a hint of an improper thought, Grandpa He would naturally notice it immediately.
Seeing that Shen Chenxuan's attitude was still fairly good, Grandpa He's expression finally softened somewhat.
He Wenyan, seeing that the time was right, moved closer to Grandpa He and looked up at him with a grin, her voice carrying a whiny tone, "Grandpa, didn't you promise to give me my share of the stocks?"
"When did I promise you that?"
These words immediately made He Wenyan anxious.
She stood up at once, pouting and stamping her foot unhappily, "You clearly told me before, how can you deny it now! Do you mean to say that you, Grandpa, are getting old and your memory is failing?"
Hearing this, Grandpa He snorted lightly, "Indeed, I'm getting on in years, but it doesn't mean I'm forgetful."
