Can’t You As Her Junior Try Your Best To Tolerate Her

Perhaps it was because the Old Woman was amused by her grandson, when she turned head and looked at Xian Guiying, she didn't have any ugly expression. She just glanced at her before snorting, "You're finally awake."

"Grandmother, it's morning. How about your sleep last night?" Xian Guiying walked confidently. Without looking at Qin Gengxin, she went and took the empty cup from the Old Woman's hand.

"It's not bad. When we were in G City,  Xiaowen deliberately gave me a hard bed according to my preferences. Because I lived a rough life when I was a child, I used to sleep on a hard bed. Yet, even if the bed in your guest room is soft, it's still quite comfortable." As the Old Woman spoke, her gaze swept Xian Guiying, who was still smiling before shifting to Qin Gengxin. "Gengxin, why don't you bring the child down? Is Wenqian not up yet?"