William Hale heard Old Lady Hale's teasing and could only smile, "I didn't rush her; she just skipped breakfast, and I was worried she might be hungry."
"Drinking tea on an empty stomach isn't good."
"That was neglectful of me." Old Lady Hale, after all, was advanced in years. She hurriedly had a servant bring some pastries and glanced at Zoe Bell, "Eat something quickly; otherwise, this young man will be worried."
"If you get a stomach ache, he might just come to me to settle accounts."
William was at a loss for words.
Grandma didn't usually talk like this.
It was enough to have Grandpa in the house speaking in riddles, why was Grandma starting too?
"Alright, are you planning to continue staying here?" Old Lady Hale looked at her grandson, clearly hinting for him to leave.
"I do have some matters to attend to, actually."
Before leaving, William gave Zoe Bell a deep look.
Old Lady Hale, sipping her tea, notices and thinks to herself:
What's there to look at,
