On the way back, Zhou Shi carried the takeout box in front, with He Zhiwei following behind empty-handed.
"Old man, look at Ashi and Zhiwei walking together, they really seem well-matched."
Seeing Zhou Shi and He Zhiwei coming back, Grandmother Zhou quietly muttered to Grandfather Zhou.
"Zhiwei would take a liking to Ashi?"
What good is looking well-matched?
Ashi had limited his own paths right from the start.
Grandmother Zhou: "..."
She genuinely liked Zhiwei a lot.
Smart, beautiful, and considerate—she got along well with her.
"Don't randomly matchmake."
"I wasn't planning to."
She was just remarking casually.
Over the past more than half a year since Lai Zhiyun became pregnant, Grandmother Zhou had gotten to know He Zhiwei quite well, understanding her strong career drive and that she currently had no plans for talking about marriage.
Therefore, she didn't want to push things and be disliked either.
