Old Mr Fu

Not long after, Mr. Fu arrived at the Liu Family Residence. The butler and Meng Qingge brought Mr. Fu into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall and saw Old Master Liu, Mr. Fu quickened his steps and walked towards the sofa. "If you didn't call me, I would have forgotten about you!"

"Forget it!" After seeing his old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years, Old Master Liu's brows were filled with joy and excitement that he couldn't hide. "This old bone of mine is worth nothing."

"Hu Zhu said!" Old Master Fu snorted. Then, he looked at Ji Wanzhou, who was sitting on a wheelchair, and stroked his white goatee, "Is this your grandson?"

When Ji Wanzhou heard Mr. Fu mention him, he followed the voice and looked over, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

"Okay, wait for me to slow down for a while. I will check your pulse." Mr. Fu said and retracted his gaze.