You're Finally Willing To Call Me Grandpa!

At night, at the Ai residence.

Ai Zhaojiang lay on the bed and flipped left and right, like a piece of consciously fried egg. He flipped his body frequently and was so happy that he could not sleep.

He had not been this happy since his son left home ten years ago. Ai Zhaojiang was so happy that he almost fainted, thinking of Ai Tingya calling him "Grandpa".

Just as he was about to flip over another side, a black shadow floated past the window.

Ai Zhaojiang immediately sat up and listened to the rustling in the courtyard.

The people living near the courtyard were all old and had long fallen asleep at this time. Ai Zhaojiang felt that Ai Tingya wouldn't run into the courtyard at this time.

He could only think of thieves!

The vicinity had been chaotic recently. He heard that the two houses next to the intersection had been stolen!

Normally, Ai Zhaojiang would lock the door and turn around to sleep.