My precious grandson

Outside the school, the grandfather and grandson duo walked towards the white Rolls-Royce with Zhong Yang in tow. Each person ignored the stares of bystanders, curious as to why they were leaving when school was still in session.

Grandfather Ji glances at his grandson sideways, and curiosity rises in him when he sees the boy smiling at his phone.

"What is so funny?"

Ji Jingxu doesn't look away from his phone but continues to fidget over his phone screen with his fingers.

"I'm filling Zhuang Li on what happened."

His last word fell, and his head tilted to the side when he thought about something.

"Will he be alright? Maybe I should go back to class. What if Deng Xian's friends pick a fight with him?"

Grandfather Ji was intrigued by the young boy's consideration of his friend. He smiles a sigh and looks ahead.