Song Qingwan was taken aback, momentarily unresponsive, "...Or-Orange juice?"
Grandpa turned his face slightly, his tone deep: "Yes! Any problem?"
Faced with Grandpa's sharp gaze, she immediately came to her senses, hurriedly saying: "No, no problem..."
Since the drink was already served, naturally a chair had to be provided for Grandpa.
Can't let Grandpa stand while drinking, can we?
So, the servants quickly brought over a chair again.
Strangely, Grandpa didn't refuse it.
The little loli saw Grandpa truly sitting with them, her eyes curved with joy, incredibly happy.
She quickly stood up, dragging her small chair to make some space, ensuring Grandpa wouldn't be in the sun:
"Grandpa, you can sit here by Li Li, it's great over here! No sun!"
Grandpa reluctantly responded with a hum.
In reality, his feelings were complicated.
Thinking back a few hours ago, he couldn't wait for the little chatterbox to be as far from him as possible, but now he had come over himself.
