Wu Ping

The old man immediately went to the front of Zhao Yanyan, he looked almost in tears when he saw his granddaughter in front of him.

"Are you Yanyan, my granddaughter?" The old man began to stretch out his hand towards Zhao Yanyan, he wanted to hold onto Zhao Yanyan who was his granddaughter.

When the old man stretched his hand towards herself, Zhao Yanyan didn't feel any threat or discomfort from this old man.

Perhaps it was because this was her grandfather, so Zhao Yanyan didn't feel that this old man was no stranger to her.

This old man's hand started to touch Zhao Yanyan's beautiful hair, he started to caress Zhao Yanyan who was in front of him.

After more than a decade, finally this old man could see his granddaughter, this was a very, very happy thing for him.

Zhao Yanyan continued to look at the old man in front of her, Zhao Yanyan was a little confused about what to say to this grandfather who had never met before.