"In any case, I'll be back in a few hours," Wu Yijun nodded toward her mother after descending the stairs before looking toward her grandfather and nodding in a considerably more casual manner, causing Wu Jianhong to smile bitterly.
It seemed that he had lost much of the affection or respect that his beloved granddaughter used to have for him. In fact, Wu Jianhong noticed that his granddaughter had matured and grown up a lot into a splendid woman in her own right and she probably wouldn't have been so sympathetic to him if it weren't for all the memories they had together.
"Go, child." Sun Ling waved her hand with a smile on her face. She suddenly looked at Bai Zemin and said in a playful voice, "I wouldn't mind if I get a grandchild or two this early though.
"Mom!" Wu Yijun's eyes widened and her face soon turned as red as the long coat she wore over the beautiful purple turtleneck sweater that emphasized her upper curves to an astonishing level.