If You Really Feel Sorry for Him, Why Don’t You Take Care of it?

"This is also your home. You can arrange it yourself. You don't need to ask me." The old man waved his hand. "I'd also like to meet Lawyer Shen and thank him properly. Ask Yufei to arrange dinner and have Eighth Brother and Qiqi join us."

"Okay." Sheng Bowen nodded.

"Hurry up and go wash up. Get rid of the bad luck on your body."

"Then, Grandpa, I'll go wash up first..." Shen Bowen dragged Ren Yufei back to their room.

"I'll go prepare some clothes for you to change into. You should go in quickly." Ren Yufei quickly went to the wardrobe and took out his shirt, pants, and clothes.

Sheng Bowen hugged Ren Yufei from behind and put his chin on her shoulder. "I'm sorry, Yufei."

"What's there to be sorry about? It's not your fault." Ren Yufei couldn't help but soften her tone as she felt his hug.