Old Master Zhang heard Zhang Yichen say this, and his heart ached. No matter what, Zhentian was his son after all, and he did not wish for his son to be unable to receive his grandson's forgiveness in his old age. That was the last thing he wanted to see, but what could he do? Could he really stand up and scold his own grandson, then ask him to forgive his son? That was impossible, for he knew in his heart that all the troubles were caused by his son and daughter-in-law's interference. If it weren't for the two of them, his grandson wouldn't have ended up like this today, nor would he have lost so many years of memories.
"Yichen, Grandpa has always wanted to ask you something. In your heart, do you really have no place for your mom and dad at all?" Old Master Zhang wanted to get to the bottom of it; he wanted to know if his grandson still had a place in his heart for his son.