Give Her More Warmth

"But this matter has nothing to do with Rushuang and You Xi. They don't want it either, so just forget about it and don't talk about them anymore. They're doing well now and it's not like they lack anything. Qingsi is our priority. She's the most important..."

The old man trembled and said, "Qingsi looked just like your mother when she was young..."

"Do you want to see her? She's probably not asleep yet. I'll call her."

The old man quickly reached out and stopped him. "No, no, no, don't call her. Don't call her...from the looks of it, she's doesn't look okay yet and she has a neck injury too. Let her have a good rest, have a good rest... There's still time, there's still time..."

Xia Anlan remarked, "She was even worried that you wouldn't like her."

"How can I not like her? She's my granddaughter. Sigh... I was too worried about your mother today... My tone may have been a little harsh when we spoke... I'll change it later..."