Xianrou, Have You Packed Your Things?

Jiang Yao had grown up hearing his mother say, "Jiang Li is disappointing. Don't learn from him."

This was the first time he had heard anyone say that he was inferior to Jiang Li.

Jiang Yao couldn't describe his complicated feelings. He suppressed his eyebrows and said, "Young Master Xu, help me greet Old Master Su and ask him to take care of himself."

"Yes, I'll talk to my grandfather." Xu Jishen still had something to say, but he could tell from the other end that Jiang Yao was unwilling to listen.

His own house was in a mess, and he didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs. In addition, they didn't like to hear it, and he couldn't be bothered to be a good person for nothing, so he stopped talking. "The nurse called me. I'm hanging up."

"Okay." Jiang Yao was very polite. "Bye."

"Bye."

Xu Jishen hung up. He did seem very busy.