"Pfft——"
Meimei couldn't hold it in and covered her mouth, laughing out loud.
"Who's calling themselves an old wheezebag? Grandpa, you're so embarrassing."
"Why can't I? I see you all treat me like an old wheezebag, no one listens to what I say anymore, it's all thrown to the back of the mind."
Ye Zhanxing said this, but his gaze was directed at Dan Tingye.
Dan Tingye stood in the middle of the living room, his tall and straight figure standing steadfast without much change.
Only when Meimei was by his side did he appear more like a normal person.
"Seems like Grandpa is actually jealous, confirmed." Meimei puckered her lips mischievously, smiling as she spoke.
Ye Zhanxing narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes unclear and obscure, and slowly had Meimei help him stand up from the sofa, "Girl, come with Grandpa to the study."
"..."
