Forget about the grandparents in the family compound who loved to show off their collections, he had followed his mother to various museums in Beijing, where he had seen numerous antiques, many of which were real treasures not on public display.

"Xiao Yuan, Grandma lives here because the air is good, the climate is pleasant, which is beneficial for Alii's illness."

"Oh, I see. Grandma, what were you about to ask?"

Liu Yumei was slightly surprised. Did the child believe her just like that?

She asked, "Why does Alii keep looking at you?"

Li Zhiyuan bashfully responded, "Maybe because I looked at her too many times in the past few days, she feels at a loss and wants to return the favor."

Liu Yumei: "..."

Indeed, the child hadn't believed her earlier words.

"Grandma, have some tea."

"Mhm."

The young and the old, each sipping their tea, the luster swirling in their tea cups, all revealed their guile.

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