Concealment

Old Master Jing knew that Jing Yan did not want to talk about it, so no matter how he asked, it would be useless. He sighed deeply and stood up. "You've always been very opinionated. I won't tell Miaomiao, but if you really can't get better, you must tell me. You can't hide it from Grandpa, understand?"

"I know." Jing Yan stood up and sent the old man back to his room. After telling him to rest early, he closed the door.

Old Master Jing nodded in agreement with a tired face. Suddenly, he thought of something and grabbed Jing Yan, reminding him, "Miaomiao asked you to see her after you come back. Don't let her find out."

"Yes." Jing Yan nodded slightly. After closing the door for Old Master Jing, he turned around and walked to He Miao's room. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.