Duan Tang helplessly touched his nose, turning his head to look at the girl with a warm and gentle smile. How had he managed to upset the old man again?
An Yiqing pursed her lips with a slight smile, not intending to get involved in the grievances between the grandfather and grandson.
"Girl, stay for dinner tonight! The treatment is over, and it will be even harder to see you, a busy person, from now on!" Duan Yuntian said looking at An Yiqing, his voice laced with reluctance. Among so many people, only this girl gave him the feeling of having grandchildren around him.
An Yiqing nodded slightly and responded, "I'll listen to Grandpa Duan."
"Good! Continue chatting, I'm an old man and need to take a nap. Ah Tang, remember to ask the kitchen to make some of the girl's favorite dishes!" Duan Yuntian ambled upstairs leisurely and contentedly.
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