Ye Wenjun no longer cared about her image and rushed straight over, throwing herself beside the elderly man's bed. With tears in her eyes, she blurred out:
"Great-grandpa! You—you've woken up?!"
Old Master Ye gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, looked around, and upon seeing Ye Wenjun by the bed, squeezed out an amiable smile and softly said, "I, what happened to me?"
"Great-grandpa, you scared me to death… scared me to death…" Ye Wenjun cried with tears streaming down her face like raindrops on pear blossoms.
Fang Yu, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.
"I seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that Fang Yu of the Fang Family had come back..." Old Master Ye rubbed his head and evaluated the room once more, his spirit gradually recovering. At last, he clearly saw the situation inside the room, his gaze falling upon Fang Yu, and asked doubtfully, "You are—"
